Chapter 140 Desolate Soul
"No, indeed, it's good, there's a future!" Chu Heng looked at Zhou Wuji's sneak attack, Huo Kun was suddenly injured, which gave him a breath of anger. He was as if he was immersed in the scene and said excitedly.
He took Zhou Wuji more seriously, and he was more careful in his heart. Such a capricious villain could do things for himself today, and maybe he would treat himself as a stepping stone soon in the future and turn into a letter of surrender to others.
"Breaking from the inside is life, breaking from the outside is food. Human fragility is like an egg. I want to be the final winner, not a passerby!" My stomach kept rumbling, and Chu Heng was the first to think of the delicious fried rice in his heart. The fate of the egg was also derived by him without realizing it, or forgot it for too long, perhaps because he regained the old memories, and felt a little uncomfortable.
"The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman will benefit!" It is not possible to rely on Zhou Wuji alone. After all, Chu Heng knows little about him and does not know the truth. What is his final purpose? Chu Heng has no idea at all.
I can only use him first. I will not want to take care of the voluntary workers who come here voluntarily. It doesn’t matter if I get killed. Who made Zhou Wuji not a real friend yet!
"The stones in other mountains can be used to attack jade. It is the most labor-saving and easy to use!" Chu Heng frowned, thinking to himself that Huo Kun and Lan Yang certainly fought, but they would definitely not face each other in life and death. He has not appeared yet, so it is necessary to retain his strength. If you are afraid, they will be afraid. They have formed a tough plan and tricked themselves into it.
"Hmph! You two want to stop the battle. I won't give you this opportunity. I will continue to fight. I like to see you both lose money the most!" The spring of thoughts surged, and Chu Heng immediately had a good method, that is - to transfer flowers and trees!
The so-called transplanting of flowers and trees is a combination of different but similar things, which are made up of falsehood and real, and the gods change their structure without real knowledge. Not only does this time in life, but also on the battlefield.
After thinking about it, Chu Heng decided to wait a moment before Zhou Wuji succeeded in his second sneak attack and then transplanting flowers and wood, and spreading salt on their wounds. Even if they couldn't kill them, they had to go all out to anger them to death.
Chu Heng peeked out of the outside world. This time, Zhou Wuji did not launch a sneak attack again, but used toxins, which was a kind of poisonous smoke that fits the surrounding space environment. It overflowed from under his feet and mixed with the surrounding aura, making it look like nothing unusual. In addition, Zhou Wuji's body did not move, let alone Lan Yang suspected Zhou Wuji's sneak attack.
"Thank you for your praise. It's all I should do. I dare not be greedy for credit!" Zhou Wuji said humbly. Thinking that the poisonous smoke had almost evaporated, he stood up and took out a wide long sword from the storage ring. He immediately took action. He did not rush towards Lan Yang, but Huo Kun. On the way, he still shouted and reminded: "Young Master, please help me to destroy Huo Kun's old thief!"
"Okay, that's great!" Huo Kun was one of his opponents. In the past, Lan Yang showed a humble and gentleman side, but now there is no need to continue. He split the mask of disguise and let Huo Kun die to understand.
Seeing that Zhou Wuji's performance was very different from his previous experience in Huo Kun, he did not launch a sneak attack on him, and his preparedness was vain. At this time, he gradually believed that Zhou Wuji was indeed Lan Xiong, a person on his side, not the spy used by Chu Heng to deal with his own.
Immediately, the shark sea beast transformed, Lan Yang was majestic and made seals, and was about to beat them out, but unexpectedly, a severe pain came from the body, causing him to stop his steps and handprints.
His face turned pale, and even the color of his skin itself faded, and his whole body was melting, swallowing his energy. The cultivation level began to fall at this moment, the realm of catastrophe, the realm of mystery, the realm of transformation, the realm of concentration...
The falling speed was so fast that he suspected that it was in a dream. The sudden drop was so rapid that it could not be covered. Lan Yang's body trembled continuously, and his whole heart was trembling. A powerful sense of crisis came, and it was like a storm.
At first glance, his legs had melted a lot, and the melting air was still wrapped around it, extending upwards. Lan Yang gritted his teeth and looked forward to the idea of saving the car.
"call out!"
A wind blade came out of his hand and headed towards his legs. The legs were cut off. The blue blood was like the sea water, as blue as blue, crystal clear. The two legs that were cut off soon turned into a pool of water stains, spreading all over the place with dark smoke and dust, rising into the air.
"You are not Lan Xiong, who are you?" Lan Yang did not look decadent or panic. Instead, he stared at Zhou Wuji tightly. His tone of killing people and cutting them into pieces suddenly burst out and said in an extremely cold manner.
"Hahaha, don't you think you understand too late now? If you get caught in the Soul Smoke, how can you stop it by cutting off your legs!" Zhou Wuji was far away from Lan Yang, and it was a thousand feet away. Even if Lan Yang wanted to rush over to kill him, it would take time. Although this period was extremely short, it was enough for him to launch the talisman and move the talisman. Therefore, he was fearless and said indifferently: "As for who I am, don't guess, you will never guess.
The snow in the palm of your hand is sad and the soul smoke is falling. Ask the valley is so beautiful, it is in the rain and clouds and rain!”
"What? Luohunyan! You are Zhou Wuji, aren't you already dead? How is that possible!" Lan Yang was shocked when he heard this and said in a trembling tone.
Unexpectedly, the Lord of the Soul Ruins, a thousand years ago, had not died yet. At that time, he and Bai Yu and others, and a group of top masters, wiped out the Soul Ruins. Zhou Wuji was clearly destroyed. How could he suddenly come back to life when he died in front of them? It was so incredible that it was so shocking that it was indescribable. It was simply unbelievable.
The fallen soul smoke in the fallen soul ruins is not only aimed at the body, but the most terrifying convenience is to the soul. As long as the soul is not destroyed, the fallen soul smoke will melt endlessly until the soul is dissipated.
The Soul Smoke is a famous poisonous smoke in the cultivation world. It is famous for its reputation, which makes people frightened and afraid to hear the news and be discouraged. It dares not step beyond the thunder pool, forming a huge threat.
Because of this poisonous smoke, it was disliked by people and harmed too many cultivators. People rose up and attacked them, and destroyed the Soul Ruins, which are the three top forces. It was both out of justice and selfish thoughts.
"You were very arrogant at that time. You actually joined forces with the top masters of the entire cultivation world to destroy my Soul Ruins. Fortunately, I was just a clone who stayed in Soul Ruins. Do you think that just by your miscellaneous hair, you might have destroyed my Soul Ruins!"
"Don't worry, it's your turn soon. Those who participated in the Destroyed Soul Ruins would die. No matter men, women, young and old, or spiritual pet mounts, they would be left without any chickens and dogs!"
Zhou Wuji was full of energy, and his cultivation level suddenly burst out, only higher than Lan Yang and Huo Kun. He said with certainty, hiding a sense of grief and desolation.
Chapter completed!