Heavenly Star

Ye Wuchen walked with a cold cliff and said nothing all the way. Cold cliffs are rare, making it even harder for him to speak voluntarily. Ye Wuchen, on the other hand, was thinking about what was going on in flight, and at the same time was acutely discerning the direction. After a long flight, all you can see around you is mud and no clutter, like floating in the middle of an infinite ocean, completely devoid of references to the direction of judgment. Ye Wuchen is currently moving forward, with a feeling, flying towards the target.

A little over a dozen miles from where he's flying right now is just a matter of minutes. Along the way, no waves of calm. And just as he flew into the middle of this marshy sea, the mutation was suddenly born, and beneath him, a fine black line was suddenly ejected from the mud, like a line of black lightning, to strike Leafless Chen in an unresponsive manner.

This is a thick but poignant black line, and as it rushes out, the mud all over the body is thrown away completely due to its speed, revealing a dark, dark body less than half a metre long. Ye Wuchen's floating sky is 10 meters high, and it is ejected at such incredible height in this extremely difficult marsh, biting on Ye Wuchen's arm, which has just woken from thought. While its flashing black teeth bit on his arm, Ye Wuchen also saw its shape at the same time and visited its message with the “Eye of the Soul”. His flight also stopped at this moment, floating in the middle of the sky, one hand stretched out like lightning, severely clamping its seven inches.

It's much more physical than a regular snake, but the seven-inch position is still its deadly weakness.

Front-line soul capture: Heavenly high-ranking snake-shaped warcraft, good at concealing breath, extremely poisonous. If a person of subdivine power is bitten, he will lose consciousness immediately, and he will surely die within a minute. Because it is as fast as lightning, few people can avoid its attacks or attack its body. And those who know their fame, when they meet them, will turn away from them. Weakness is extremely fragile. At present, there is only one continent in the sky, and it is terrifying.

Front-line soul capture...

This is the terrible warcraft that Ye Wuchen encountered when he first stepped into the lost land. His body is extremely fragile and can be easily destroyed with little effort, but because of its highly poisonous nature and its fast-paced intensity, it has been judged to be of the highest order of heaven. Ye Wuchen still remembered that a spiritual warcraft, after being bitten by it, but ten seconds of kung fu turned into a full-body black corpse.

……

With a sharp wind, the cold cliff that just reacted stabbed the black snake, his broken blade just halfway through, suddenly blocked by a powerful death, Ye Wuchen lowered his voice: “Don't hurt it. ”

Whoever is bitten by a front-line soul, unless he possesses divine power, will surely die of darkness in a very short period of time, without exception in his lifetime. The first line of soul capture caught did not begin to panic, the time a second passed, and when it realized that the colour of Ye Wuchen's skin had not changed, it finally began to struggle helplessly.

The force of no sun surged, instantly healing the two wounds on the arm. Ye Wuchen grabbed it and lifted it, his mouth revealed a smile. Really, it's a lot of money, and when he first came here, he met and was attacked by it, but he almost died in a blind eye and ran away. Three years later, lost ground was attacked by only one remaining line of soul capture on the continent. The difference is that the last time it didn't hit it, this time it succeeded, but it fell into his hands.

Front-line soul-snatching special: extremely poisonous, as fast as lightning... plus, soft and afraid of stiffness, as gall as a rat.

Ever since this line of soul snatching appeared in a lost place, it has rarely been able to escape its attacks, and once it is bitten by its teeth, it is bound to die in a terrible way. Therefore, while this line of soul snatching is fragile and thin, it is everywhere that the heavenly beast spiritual beasts do not shy away or even flee. This time, it is the first time that it has been held hostage by its own goals. The intellect of the heavenly beast is extraordinary. It understands the fragility of its body and knows from the fact that the person in front of it is not afraid of poison that he is extraordinary. He knows that today, with a little effort, he can crush its body and take its life.

The front-line soul-grabbing pair flashed into the almost invisible eyes, and the ever-widening faucet made a "hissing” sound. Ye Wuchen looked at it without a word, and that clamped his hands together with a very slow contraction. He could have killed it immediately, but he chose to bring the fear of death to it, gradually destroying its already fragile psychological defences.

The serpent struggled harder, every part of his body shaking in chaos, Ye Wuchen motionless, only that hand was slowly tightening, then tightening.

As death draws closer, the front-line struggle for souls begins to weaken, and the faucets are huge and difficult to fit together. Those shiny black eyes also began to dim. Gradually, its body suddenly softened, except that the short tail was still slightly swinging, and the eyes of the serpent revealed a deep desire and a humble begging color.

At this time, Ye Wuchen's mouth snorted cold and his tight right hand was released. Although still holding on to his body made it impossible for him to escape, he no longer had the power to bind his life so badly.

Besides poison, the only way to attack a front-line soul is to escape. But its poison was ineffective against Ye Chen. At this time, he caught it in his hand. Running away was even more luxurious. After struggling on the death line for half a day, he finally looked forward to the dawn of life. His wise choice drowned the snake in front of him and made a gesture of mercy. The intellect of a heavenly beast is unlikely to reach mankind, but it is not far apart.

Ye Wuchen lifted up his left hand, and in his hand emerged an iron box called out of the sword god ring, his hand shocked, the lid bounced, Ye Wuchen grabbed a line of soul, placed it over the box, his hands loosened, and drank low: “Go in. ”

The first line of soul snatching quickly understood Ye Wuchen's intentions, beating a shiver all over his body. It was a king of poisons who dared not to mess with the beast in the lost land, and was bound to be locked up in an iron box and become a slave beast of mankind... His mind had an unstoppable idea of escape, but thinking about the horrible feeling of falling into death just now, he finally put away the idea of escape and wrapped his body in an iron box. It has a thin, short body and a large fist, which is more than enough to lie in. Ye Wuchen covered the box and put it back in the sword god ring, to the cold cliff: “Let's go. ”

His tactics automatically dissolve any foreign substances harmful to his body, and his ability to dissolve is different from that of the Southern Emperor's water jade. Stronger poison won't hurt him.

The cold cliff watched him do all this quietly, his face was as cold as it had been, and his heart was nothing but turbulent.

A few minutes later, Ye Wuchen stopped flying again. He looked quietly in front of him for a moment and suddenly took a deep breath. He grabbed the cold cliff arm and swept up into the sky. Like a rocket in the sky, it flew straight up. The higher he flew, the bigger it was.

Not long after Kung Fu, when Ye Wuchen stopped flying upward, they had floated at a height that was horrible in the eyes of ordinary people, at high altitude, with a vast view at the bottom of their feet. In front of the sight, a huge estate has been shown. Visually, the estate spread from hundreds of metres in front of them to a distance.

“Up ahead is the North Emperor Sect.” Look ahead, Ye Wuchen quietly said. At first glance, the North Emperor's location is slightly larger than that of the South Emperor's, but its layout and architectural style are surprisingly similar, all with a sort of majestic solemnity among the ancient. In detail, apart from the marsh direction they traveled all the way to, the huge estate of the North Emperor was surrounded by a thick red ring. That slightly red zone is supposed to be the “Soul Sand” of Flaming Bow Lotso. And regardless of all other organs that can only be opened by flaming soul tricks, there is this flaming soul sand, whether it is a man or a beast, do not dare to take half a step.

The defensive killing power of the Northern Emperor Sect is much stronger than the water fog around the Southern Emperor Sect, but one obvious defect is that there is no water fog covering the heavens and the earth, and those with the ability to float can cross directly from above. But how many more can the heavens and the earth float? Who among these men would irrationally provoke the North Emperor?

Simply put, the defenses of the North Emperor Sect and the South Emperor Sect are more like each other's defenses, otherwise in their power, the existence of these magical defenses does not make much difference.

“Do you know why I brought you here this time?” Ye Wuchen asked.

The cold cliff shook his head, and this is what he couldn't figure out along the way. But he never asked. Ye Wuchen's explanation of Chu's astonishment is not a perfect reason.

Ye Wuchen turned his face and said in a solemn and serious manner: “I wanted to enter the North Emperor Sect alone. Although my heart has been determined, I did not think that I would succeed in returning. The North Emperor Sect, after all, is not the ordinary warrior family. But...” Ye Wuchen's eyes became solid: “My power tells you that I cannot succeed, and you can. At the same time, this is an exercise for you. Believe me, you won't let me down. ”

When Ye Wuchen woke up from 10 years of sleep, he had the power of seven elements: water, fire, wind, thunder, earth, death, and soul. With the help of Fire Dragon and Windkill Pearl, he was fully awake with the power of Fire and Wind, and the other five elements remained in a semi-open state. Nevertheless, it was only the power of a semi-opened soul that helped him immensely over and over again. He had long been expecting what a magical ability it would be if the power of the soul were fully awake… At least, the obscure predictive power that had always existed was counterproductive.

In the face of Ye Wuchen's somewhat illusory words, the cold cliff was not surprised, there was no confusion, only a serious head.