Chapter 407 Beheading

Following Yake's words, the blood-cursed clown beside him radiated blood-colored light, and the blood-cursed clown hung in the air, his hands clasped together as if worshiping Buddha, and he seemed to be singing something.

With the whispering sound of chant, the blood light on the Blood Cursed Clown became stronger and stronger, turning into blood-colored incantations, swirling around its body.

On the palm of Zhou Wen's ankle, it also exploded with the blood curse on the blood-curse clown. The strange blood-colored curse patterns covered Zhou Wen's stone armor, as if wrapping him in a net composed of blood-colored curse words. generally.

"In this way, you should feel more honored than me." Zhou Wen was trapped by the blood incantation, but he didn't panic, looking at Yake and said.

A trace of unease surged in Yake's heart, stared at Zhou Wen and asked, "Why?"

"Because you will be killed by me, you have lived for so many years, should it be the first time that you have been killed by someone else?" Zhou Wen said.

"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it." Yake felt that something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, but the uneasiness made him start it ahead of time, and he didn't wait for the blood-curse clown to finish the spell.

The blood-cursed clown flashed red light, flashing and flashing, like an alarm class, and the next second, the blood-cursed clown's body exploded violently.

With the self-destruction of the blood-cursed clown's soul, the blood-colored incantation on Zhou Wen's body and the severed hand also exploded together, which turned out to be a spell that perishes together.

"Bang!" Zhou Wenshen rose up with a blood-colored light explosion, and everything with a diameter of more than ten meters was destroyed by the blood-colored light explosion.

"Impossible!" Yake stared at the open space after the blood burst, but saw that Zhou Wen was still flowing with holy light, standing there like a god of light, but he was not injured at all.

Yake couldn't believe his eyes at all. It was an evil self-destruction skill that the Blood-cursed Clown only realized after he was promoted to the perfect level. The power of its self-destruction was enough to hurt mythical creatures, but the blood-cursed clown's life and soul exploded once, and it took a long time to recover. , Yak was rarely used until it was locked up.

Forced to be helpless today, he used the power to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, but he didn't want to hurt even a single hair of Zhou Wen. How could he not be shocked.

But after all, Yake is a man of iron will, and when he finds that something is wrong, he wants to escape in the form of a shadow, without any hesitation.

"You've had enough, now it's my turn?" Zhou Wen held the tyrant sword, but the sun-like brilliance gradually disappeared, replaced by a mysterious atmosphere.

Unlike the brilliance of life just now, there is no trace of vitality overflowing from Zhou Wen's body now, and the whole person seems to be integrated into the void.

"Double Fate Soul!" An Sheng was surprised and delighted.

The dual life soul is too rare, because the vitality art is prone to conflict, and most people can only practice one kind, otherwise it is very likely that the conflict of the vitality art will cause physical damage, especially when promoting, and sudden impulse.

Especially the Origin Qi Art of conflicting attributes, if the fates collide, it will kill people, not to mention the life and soul, if there is a conflict, I am afraid it will be more painful than death.

An Sheng knew a person who practiced the dual vitality art and condensed the dual life soul. That person was extremely talented. With great perseverance, he condensed the two vitality art into the life soul.

He thought it was all right, but after that, he controlled his body by himself during the day, but once he fell asleep, his body would be occupied by his life spirit, and he did a lot of crazy things that he didn't know. to a mental hospital.

Zhou Wen's ability to cultivate a dual life soul proves that his talent is indeed as excellent as the old principal said, but An Sheng is worried that the dual life soul will harm Zhou Wen.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to promote the myth with Zhou Wen's double life soul. There was no way to go, and now he has set up obstacles himself, which makes An Sheng very worried, and the real surprise is joy.

Zhou Wen changed his fate to the Great Demon God, and the Lost Kingdom Ring also appeared on his finger. Zhou Wen was suspended in the air, looking at Yake, who had turned into a shadow and escaped, and had no intention of chasing him.

Just touched the Lost Kingdom ring on my finger.

The ring with the grimace ring face flashed a strange light in its eyes, as if the devil had opened his eyes, and the brilliance gradually spread outward, making the original simple and unpretentious ring with no half carvings. A mysterious engraving of incantations.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

Yake fled frantically, but when his body rushed through the sword marks that Zhou Wen had just cut out in the woods, sword lights erupted from the sword marks.

Yake rushed too fast and fled too quickly, triggering an unknown number of sword marks in a row, one after another sword light pierced into his body and exploded directly, instantly blasting Yake out of the shadow state.

Yake was covered in blood, with wounds torn by the sword light everywhere, fell to the ground, and kept coughing up blood.

"You... I can also spell?" Yake stared at Zhou Wen, forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, but thank you for the inspiration you gave me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of using my life and soul in this way." Zhou Wen's words were true.

It was Yake's fighting method that inspired Zhou Wen, let him combine the knowledge of space and dimension he had seen recently, and finally found the grammar of using the lost kingdom, which is no longer as simple and rude as it used to be just used for teleportation.

The ability of the Lost Kingdom to change the spatial trajectory is not just as simple as teleportation.

Yake looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated look. He prided himself on being a genius, but when he was Zhou Wen's age, he was only just promoted to legend, and he was far from being on a par with the current Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen didn't have any hesitation, Ba Jian cut out the magic star wheel, and he was going to kill Yake, who was seriously injured on the ground, and didn't want to give him any chance.

Yake was powerless to dodge, but there was no frightened look on his face, but his eyes were full of fire.

"It's amazing, this world is amazing, there should be a lot of people as strong as you, right now? It's so exciting." Yake muttered to himself with some fanaticism.

Zhou Wen ignored what he said, Ba Jian directly split Yake's body, only to see blood spurting, Yake was split in half on the spot.

But when Yake's body fell, Zhou Wen was surprised to find that Yake's body turned into a puppet the size of a palm, the puppet was cut in half, and he was still talking: "Zhou Wen, you I'm so excited. For me, you are the top ingredient. I will definitely kill you and make your flesh and blood into the top food. Before that, how can you protect your body? , don't let any contamination ruin this peerless ingredient."