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Chapter five hundred and sixty-ninth not enough

Occupation is a unique magical power of a practitioner in the realm of possession of the soul visualization line. It can forcefully attach itself to the body of the creature by differentiating its powerful soul thoughts, so as to achieve the effect of manipulating the other person's body and even consciousness.⊙.

However, this kind of magical power can only be used against creatures with lower cultivation, while for creatures with higher cultivation, such magical power is useless.

Zhou Cheng's current spiritual cultivation is not inferior to the weapon refiners in the Tianchong Realm. For him, Hong Ming's spiritual thoughts are like stones thrown into the sea, and the waves that can cause are almost negligible.

For Zhou Cheng, the magical power of Hong Ming possession is simply easier than drinking water. Just as the spiritual consciousness moves slightly, the little soul thought that Hong Ming divides into powder and no longer exists in an instant.

"You, can you resolve my possessive magical powers!" Hong Ming's face suddenly changed. This time he was not only shocked, but also shocked.

She had no idea that Zhou Cheng could dissolve her possessive magical powers. How could a warrior who had just entered the innate realm be able to block the magical powers of a cultivator in the possessive realm? This is simply a fantasy and completely impossible!

Could it be that he had hidden his cultivation? Even the president couldn't see that his cultivation was really good!

Thinking of this, Hong Ming felt that his body was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He stepped back continuously, stared at Zhou Cheng incredibly, and said tremblingly: "You, you are Wu, Wu Sheng!?"

Only the Martial Saint can do it, and the Daoist Xuanqiong is actually a Martial Saint!

"Martial Saint?" Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "I am not a Martial Saint. My cultivation is still a little short of that of Martial Saint."

It turns out that if you are not a Martial Saint, you can still defeat it... Hong Ming was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Zhou Cheng say: "However, the ordinary primary Martial Saint is just a casual way to destroy me."

The junior martial saint can be destroyed at will! Hong Ming suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this. He did not hesitate and immediately had a soul thought. He tried to notify Li Tai and others.

However, this soul thought flew out without any reply. Hong Ming looked at the big light curtain in the distance, trying to see the current situation clearly. It didn't matter. She immediately scared her face to the ground.

At some point in the big light curtain, only Li Tai was left standing. The other dozen people, including the two vice presidents and Wang Chuan, all fell into a pool of blood. They all died at Li Tai's hands, without a single living.

The iceberg and snow were stained with red blood, like blooming blood flowers, extremely bright. Li Tai was bathed in this blood and stood in the center of the "flower". He was like a demon coming out of hell, emitting this extremely rich blood-demonic aura all over his body.

"What's going on?" Hong Ming was stunned. She had no idea why Li Tai killed all the companions of the Tianbao Society. The current situation was beyond her imagination, and he was brought there.

Suddenly, Hong Ming seemed to have thought of something, turned around and stared at Zhou Cheng, shouting, "It's you, it's you. It must be you who used the illusion to let Brother Li kill them."

"Me? Hehe." Zhou Cheng smiled, a red light flashed in his hand, and the Blood Soul Divine Sword condensed out. He said, "That's right, I did use the illusion. However, Li Tai wanted to kill someone but had nothing to do with me. I just let him see the scene of me being killed by you, and then he started to kill someone himself."

"You are lying!" Hong Ming shouted sternly: "Why did Brother Li kill them for no reason? It must be your fault!"

Zhou Cheng ignored Hong Ming's scolding. He pointed to the golden light ball on the top of the ice cone and said, "Do you know what this thing is called? The Twelve Blood Evil Opening Golden Light is an extremely cruel evil treasure. It contains a vast small world, comparable to the Gods. No, the secret realm of void opened by the Earth Immortal, but every time it is opened, it is necessary to sacrifice twelve innate warriors or above, or cultivators above the manifestation realm."

The Twelve Blood Evils Opening the Realm of the Golden Light is a common secret treasure of evil sects in ancient times in the main world. Zhou Cheng once saw it in the classics in the Tianhe Sword Mansion, so he easily recognized it.

"Twelve sacrifices, twelve..." Hong Ming murmured to himself in a daze: "There are ten people who have died in the hands of the president now. Next, is it me?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A loud noise kept coming, and Li Tai resisted the repulsion here and walked over step by step. The powerful qi and blood almost condensed into a warrior-level wolf smoke and rushed into the sky.

Such a terrifying thing actually scared Hong Ming so much that she didn't dare to move. It was not until Li Tai walked in front of her that she said tremblingly: "Brother Li, you...ah!"

puff!

Before Hong Ming could finish her sentence, she was beaten away by Li Tai. This palm contained this extremely powerful true energy, which instantly destroyed Hong Ming's fragile body and all the internal organs. Her meridians were broken, and the rolling qi and blood directly burned Hong Ming's body like flames.

Li Tai killed Hong Ming with one palm, but ignored Zhou Cheng who was standing next to him, because in the environment under Zhou Chengshi, he had been killed by Hong Ming, so Li Tai naturally would not see him.

In Li Tai's eyes, the number of twelve offerings had been completed at this time, so he waved his hand to roll up all the corpses and blood on the ground and threw them into the golden light ball. After absorbing so much blood and corpses, the originally golden light ball suddenly turned into a viscous blood red, filled with a rich blood evil spirit.

"Hahaha! This ancient ruin has finally opened!" Li Tailang laughed and said, "It's not in vain that I have tried every means to find a secret treasure that can resist the power of repulsion alone. You all turn it into my keys! Everything in this ruin will be for me!"

Li Taizhi laughed proudly, waiting for the small world in the light ball to open, but the sticky blood light on the light ball was still squirming, without any sign of opening.

"What's going on? Why didn't there be any reaction?" Li Tai frowned and whispered in confusion: "How come it wasn't turned on? The message given by Mibao Pavilion clearly said that twelve people were enough. Now it's enough. All twelve of them are dead. I should be able to go in!"

"Is the twelve people really enough?" Zhou Cheng withdrew from the illusion, walked to Li Tai, and smiled and said, "Now, one is missing."

"You, you are not dead!" Li Tai looked at Zhou Cheng as if he had seen a ghost, with a look of horror on his face. He clearly saw that Zhou Cheng had been killed by Hong Ming.

puff!

At this moment, a sharp gun blade suddenly passed through Li Tai's chest, blood surged out, and the vitality quickly dissipated.
Chapter completed!
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