These three places are also the three places where the three fingers are cut off.

When this man was unable to cut a green tree after several stabs, Ling Zhi understood that this man would be defeated.

This is a belief, this is a belief in self-confidence.

This is the judgment and belief that a strong man must have.

He avoided the entanglement of several green trees again, thinking that he had avoided the dangerous area. Next, it was time to attack and harvest the heads of Lingzhi.

Just when the thoughts in his mind were changed, there was no more breath, no more breath.

Ling Zhi was silently chanting in his heart, "Kill."

Three cuts and three fingers, three attacks, and at the same time, fell on him.

One is on the shoulder, one is on the chest, and one is on the shoulder.

Three neat pieces of flesh and blood flew out.

Three points out that three pieces of flesh and blood were actually knocked out directly and escaped from the human body.

When the Taoist soldier started with a spear, Ling Zhi kept moving, and his body was full of pride, and the dragon power burst out independently. This time, he did not turn into a blue dragon.

Instead, a phantom of the blue dragon rushed out of his body, which tangled along the spear, wrapped around and wrapped around.

The faucet rushed forward.

Finally, he swallowed the tip of the gun in one mouth, making the tip of the gun as if it was swallowed by Qinglong.

This is the collection and essence of everything that Ling Zhi learned from practicing the Great Technique of the Eight Desolations and Six Heirs Dragons, to obtaining the inheritance of the dragon soul, to obtaining the guidance of the real dragon.

It is a tangible manifestation of the Dragon Dao.

Qinglong entangled the Taoist soldiers and spears, and attacked with Ling Zhi.

The man did not care about his injuries, raised his strength and smashed it fiercely, "So what if you succeed in sneak attacking? Today, the sect is in awe of the Holy King Realm."

The power of the Holy King's early stage was mentioned to the extreme by this person. A top-notch sword of the King's sword was powerful in his hands.

Bangk.

The sound of Wang Bing's big sword breaking.

The tip of the long spear hit the tip of the big knife, shaking the entire knife into pieces and flew out.

His strength is already a little weaker than Ling Zhi, and his weapons are not as good as Ling Zhi. He has not refined his debut soldier, so how could he win?

Puff.

Qinglong opened his mouth and swallowed the Wang Bing's sword and the hilt, turning it into a pair of scrap iron and leaving it behind.

The tip of the gun stabbed into the man's chest, and Qinglong rushed out of his head from behind.

What surprised Ling Zhi and even shocked was that when the spear penetrated into the enemy's body, Qinglong actually attacked independently, grabbed the soul in the enemy's Divine Court acupoint, tore it apart, and completely killed the opponent.

The body of the blue dragon was wrapped around the spear, and its tail was several inches in front of Ling Zhi's hand.

At the end of this attack, as Ling Zhi's body stopped, the Qinglong did not disappear, but gradually became flat and finally printed on the spear.

A green dragon body appeared on the spear, with the dragon's head opens its mouth and the tip of the gun is like a dragon's tongue.

Longpan Dao Soldier Spear!

"How about you, just call it Panlong!" Ling Zhi suddenly said.

The spear has never had a name at any time, but now it is a perfect name and is unintentionally born.

"You, you." This man was shot by Ling Zhi and his heart was shattered by the Qinglong. At this moment, when he heard Ling Zhi actually named the spear, his sadness and anger were beyond words.

"Oh." Ling Zhi smiled, pulled out his spear, stood there, shifted his eyes to the field and in front of him.

He already understood that the cultivation level of the tenth level of the king realm was definitely stronger than that of the first level of the Saint King realm. However, he was not sure what cultivation level was equivalent to the first level of the Saint King realm.

The man in black robe was still standing in front of him, and by himself alone, he shocked the three of them, making people frightened.

It was Ling Zhi who came into contact with it and was considered a big shot of Yao Wangfeng. He also hoped to bring his conditions back to see if he could borrow the Qingyang furnace and naturally did not want something to happen to the other party.

"Good gun." Unexpectedly, the man in black robe spoke before him.

The sound came into Ling Zhi's ears, and Ling Zhi was stunned. This sound was so familiar.

"Give me the gun, I'll take you to a place to ensure that you are grateful for your whole life. The king realm has such combat power, and it is a good seedling." The man in the black robe spoke in a tone of guidance.

"Is this voice... full of laughter?" When Ling Zhi was still wondering who this person was, Zhuo Ling's voice came from behind him.

Ling Zhi did not return for a long time, and war broke out in the city again. Zhuo Ling and Xia Ning'er were worried and rushed over. They happened to hear the man in black robe speak to Ling Zhi.

"Yes, it's just a smile!" Ling Zhi nodded, and his eyes flashed.

The one who first appeared turned Ling Zhi to death, and then was forced into the Baifeng Thunder Tribulation by Ling Zhi and Lu Chuan, and was struck half to death. He was then joined by Ling Zhi, Bai Feng and others to join forces to join forces to help the people.

Later, the powerful Dao Alliance appeared and used great means to take away the laughing soul, allowing him to escape the disaster.

The soul of a warrior in the Holy King Realm is so powerful and very tough. Compared with the soul of a warrior in the King Realm, the soul body of a warrior in the artistic state, the defense power has been greatly improved.

This is also an important reason why Man Xiao was able to escape smoothly. Of course, the peerless power of that strong man is also the key.

Relatively speaking, this is also the reason why Ling Zhi was surprised by the Panlong Spear just now.

Pan Long's attack actually turned into pieces and killed him directly.

That man couldn't even escape his soul from his body!

What a thriller and exaggeration.

Why is the Holy King Realm so precious that no force can easily let them die?

It is because even if the powerful people in the Holy King realm are in danger, they can escape from their souls, escape quickly, find a satisfactory body, and quickly practice back at a terrifying speed.

Within a few years, a strong person in the Saint King realm can return strongly.

This is a continuous, reliable, regenerative force.

Panlong's attack can directly kill the soul, which makes Ji Nan and others have no chance to help, which is terrifying.

But how could this person be smiling?

Now, but it has only been less than a year, right?

How can it recover so quickly?

Moreover, the difference between this breath and laughter is too big.

Man Xiao practiced the rules of lightning. Although he was an enemy, Ling Zhi had to admit that his body was full of power, with a strong spirit and a boundless arrogance. He was the kind of brave general.

Absolutely not a person like a man in black robe, a gloomy and terrifying person!

The temperament is too different.

This is not that, I asked Cangqiong with a smile, I was so sad!

"Smile?" the man in black robe murmured, "What a familiar name. How could this person's name be so familiar?"

The man in black robe lifted up the hat covering his head and said in confusion.
Chapter completed!