Bone fragments are separated.

Sternum collapse.

Ling Zhi's fist, like a sharp blade, pierced into Bu Hong's chest and under his ribs.

"Get out of here, get out of here." Bu Hongzhuo yelled wildly, and his palm pushed towards Ling Zhi, trying to push him away.

Like a helpless child.

In just a moment, Ling Zhi pushed him and rushed back dozens or hundreds of feet. All of these hundred feet were sprinkled with Bu Hong's blood donation.

And the castration still remains unabated. Bu Hong is powerless to stop it, while Ling Zhi is unable to control his body.

"I want you to die, I want you to die. Even if I have suffered damage to my soul power, at most I can find a place to hide and stay in seclusion for several years of healing. Today I want you to die. I want you to die. I want your soul to be lost. I want your body to be tortured for hundreds of years!"

Bu Hong's voice was like a ghost, roaring and screaming.

All the disciples of Hai Xiu Sect who saw it were frightened.

Some smart Haixiu disciples looked at each other, staring at this side, but quietly retreating behind their feet.

Some people, who were bold and conscious, turned around and ran, ran to the place where the Haixiu Gate was planted, to all the valuable places in the Haixiu Gate, to the place where they had been coveting, and then took things, and ran out frantically.

The manager died, the deputy sect leader died, and the ninth level of the realm was only a seriously injured old man left, and he was still in Leicheng. The only sect leader was still under Ling Zhi's fist. The Hai Xiu Sect was completely without a leader. It was the wisest choice to take some money and take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

Ling Zhi's forehead began to sweat, his face began to turn pale, and even his lips were covered with a layer of white.

This is because of the damage to the soul power.

Bu Hong's entire soul power rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness was fragile and it was not as strong as the Shenting acupoint, so he had a headache and even dizzy.

But with his powerful body as if it were a ninth-grade wild beast, he was still supporting him. Ling Zhi even bit his tongue forcibly and turned his fist into Bu Hong's chest.

The sharp bone fragments cut his fist, but it allowed him to be more awake and cause greater damage to Bu Hong!

Blood seemed to be free of money, and it was coming out of Bu Hong's chest and mouth. This arrogant and powerful artistic conception finally weakened!

"ah!"

Bu Hong suddenly let out a scream, and then he felt that his hair was rapidly turning white from the root of his hair. This is the reason for excessive soul power overdrawing!

"I don't believe it, I can't break your soul body!"

Bu Hong actually thought of dying together, controlled all his soul power and bumped into his soul body.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​using soul power flexibly and destroying Lingzhi's soul power one by one, but instead planned to fight head-on and directly use his soul power to disperse Lingzhi's soul body.

The strongest sense of crisis and death in history have emerged in Ling Zhi's heart.

No matter how strong his soul body is, he is not as strong as he stands there stupidly, and he can withstand the impact of all his soul power without any harm.

The soul body is not as good as the soul power. If the soul power is damaged, it is only injured. There are still some remedies. However, the soul body is broken, and this soul body, which is exactly the same as Ling Zhi, will be broken and completely dissipated in this sea of ​​consciousness, dissipated between the world.

"Ha ha."

Feeling Ling Zhi's fists began to relax, Bu Hong laughed. At worst, he could use up all his soul power, his headache was about to break, leaving some trauma. As long as he was given time, there would always be time to repair it!

But Ling Zhi is different, he will become, completely, the walking dead!

Bu Hong's entire soul power condensed and gathered in Lingzhi's sea of ​​consciousness, ready to give Lingzhi a fatal blow.

It seemed that he had noticed Bu Hong's pride. Some Haixiu disciples who had not retreated had smiled, while some timid and those who were packing things were also nervous, standing in place and looking at this side.

Only those brave ones grabbed things and started running wildly outside the Haixiu Gate.

Now that things have come to this point, they have no choice.

At this most critical moment, an abnormal movement occurred in another place that was as important as the sea of ​​consciousness.

There were two stone tablets in Lingzhi's dantian, one with the word "dragon", which helped him obtain the Great Technique of the Eight Desolations and Six Hehe Dragons, which allowed him to rise quickly, and the other with the word "dragon". The six-path martial arts obtained from it were the first step for him to become stronger.

But since then, there has been no abnormal movement in the word "Zhen" and Ling Zhi has tried to explore and explore many times, but there has been no movement.

And at this moment, it suddenly started to move on its own.

It was obviously a physical object, but the word "Zhen" monument just flashed in place and actually appeared in Ling Zhi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The crack was covered with the spirit-eating fire. In other words, the word "Zhen" stele, with flames, came to Ling Zhi's head!

The word "Zhen" appears here, and once again flashed, it appeared directly in front of the Shenting acupoint. It paused for a moment, as if it was because the Shenting acupoint was not opened, so it did not continue to move forward.

But when it appeared here, Ling Zhi's soul body seemed to be attracted by the darkness and actually took the initiative toward the stone tablet.

Behind the soul body was rushing towards him, Bu Hong's full soul power!

But the soul body seemed to be unaware of it, and the word "Zhen" stele did not respond to it. It seemed that neither of them took Bu Hong's soul power seriously.

Bang.

With a crisp sound, the soul body walked to the stone tablet and suddenly stepped on it.

The stele of Zhenzi buzzed and enlarged, which was exactly half a part larger than the soul body. Then the soul body shook and actually sat cross-legged on the surface of the monument.

Sitting on the word "town"!

But Bu Hong was unaware of all this and was still clamoring to kill Ling Zhi and let Ling Zhi's body be tortured in every way!

The soul power continued to rush towards Lingzhi's soul body madly.

Swish.

The soul body seemed to have finally felt this, opened its eyes, sat on the word "Zhen" monument, and looked over coldly.

Buzz.

The stone tablet suddenly shook slightly, and the invisible waves rushed up. The soul power that might cause indelible damage to the soul body was touched by the waves.

It was like snowflakes touching the flames.

It melts rapidly and dissipates.

The soul power was damaged, and Bu Hong's first instinctive reaction was to mobilize his soul power to retreat outward. However, the "Zhen" stele only shook lightly and imperceptibly, and the waves suddenly rolled back, wrapped with Bu Hong's soul power and could not leave.

"Ah! Ah!"

This feeling of soul power dissipating little by little, the pain from the soul made Bu Hong scream in pain.

At this point, Ling Zhi finally controlled his body, pulled out his fists, and retreated.

At the same time, Ling Zhi's eyes were filled with inexplicable colors and suddenly said, "The stele keeps my body, and all souls are not invaded. The stele keeps my soul, and the gods are scattered!"
Chapter completed!