Chapter 769

Although the soul stele can resolve the damage to the mind and soul, the sting still exists.

This is just like the hospital can treat the injured patients, but the patients still have to bear the pain of being injured in the process.

However, Qin Yichen has rich experience in fighting, and his nerves have become tough in repeated fierce battles.

At the moment, he can't retreat, he must face the difficulties, otherwise, he will not only lose all his efforts, but also lead to the emergence of enemies hiding in the dark, and cooperate with night Ferris to launch another sniping.

At the critical moment, all of Qin Yichen's thoughts converged into one point, and he endured the pain like a thousand arrows penetrating his heart.

The divine power in the body surges to the arm, and the heavenly punishment sword excites a striking sword of several Zhang long.

"Die

Qin Yichen goes up against the trend, the congenital holy body bursts out all the strength, and the heavenly punishment sword stabs into the nostrils of the night skyscraper.

The sword quickly cuts down, instantly cuts the throat of night skyscraper, and then penetrates his neck.

The point of the sword stabs out from the back neck of the night skyscraper, and the fierce mana bursts out, directly exploding the night skyscraper into a headless corpse. The blood and flesh are blurred at the fracture, and the whole head is blown open, turning into a stinking blood mist.

Qin Yichen picked up xuelinghu and explored it with his mind. He was surprised to find that it was a rare Shura treasure.

There was a flash of shadow in the distance.

Qin Yichen suddenly looks up and just sees Jiang ling'er running away in a panic.

"It's not that you don't report it. It's not time to come out and hang out. Sooner or later you have to pay it back!" Qin Yichen hummed coldly to catch up.

Jiang ling'er calls for help in a hurry, but he doesn't kill Qin Yichen on the fifth floor. Now no one dares to answer her call.

It is better to die late than early.

At any time, as long as you are still alive, there will be a ray of life.

But once you die, it's over there.

Jiang ling'er is also aware of this. If she receives help information from others at this time, she will not save people, but will just run away.

At this point, Jiang ling'er knew that if he wanted to live, he had to rely on himself.

Although the chance to live is slim, she has no choice but to fight to the death.

Jiang ling'er has a blood melting magic knife in her hand. The body of the knife wriggles strangely. It begins to melt from the palm of her right hand, and a layer of blood colored armor quickly spreads to her whole body.

In a flash, Jiang ling'er put on the red magic armor, raised a gray shield in his left hand, and raised the blood devil knife in his right hand.

Qin Yichen sneers. He has refined the gourd of blood spirit. His mind moves. The gourd's mouth shoots two red beams of light at the gray shield and the blood devil knife.

The shock wave of terror made the surrounding area chaotic, and the cracking sound came one after another.

Jiang ling'er's body was in a flash, and he flew backward at a high speed.

Qin Yichen was determined to kill her to the ends of the earth.

The figure of the general's forehead suddenly folded and quickly lifted off.

The color of irony flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes, and his mind moved. The blood spirit Hu aimed at the sky and spewed out countless blood lights.

Nine bloody suns suddenly appeared in the sky. Although the power was slightly less than that of the night skyscraper, there was a remnant of Shura in his mind, which made the nine bloody suns added a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes.

As if they had not just appeared, but had existed for thousands of years, nine suns hanging high in the sky of Xiuzhen world.

Jiang ling'er had already started flying, and didn't back his hair.

And where can she retreat under the nine suns?

Invisibly, Qin Yichen has replaced the original feilongtai space with his own domain rules through xuelinghu.

This is the real wonder of xuelinghu.

If Qin Yichen didn't have the remnant of Shura God, congenital holy body, soul stone tablet and other strange things, just restrained the blood spirit gourd, the power of this Shura treasure was beyond imagination.

Jiang ling'er doesn't want to get out of trouble. She just wants to make more trouble for Qin Yichen before she dies. If she can hurt him seriously, it will be better.

Qin Yichen takes a light look at her and urges Shura's power. During Jiang ling'er's ascent, he uses nine blood yang to condense into a blood cloud.

Jiang ling'er plunges into the blood cloud and immediately loses his way.

With the sense of direction left in her mind, she quickly retreated, turned her body around in the air, and turned into a streamer to go far away, leaving countless shadows in the air.

"It's naive to want to escape now!" The corners of Qin Yichen's mouth were slightly upturned, full of sarcasm and sneer.

Hands raised blood Ling Hu, aiming at the direction of Jiang ling'er's disappearance, reciting words in his mouth.

Nine bloody suns shake at the same time, sending out a series of terrible red light columns.

Countless pillars of light instantly form a blood chain, skimming through the void and catching up with Jiang ling'er.

The chain just trapped people. With the full swing of the sword, a sword with a width of tens of feet appeared out of thin air, which stimulated Jiang ling'er to go away.

Jiang ling'er's face changes greatly when he runs away, and the God of death beckons to him.

She dare not turn to resist, the only thing she can do is speed up to the limit.

The idea just started, chest pain came suddenly.

Jiang ling'er looks down and finds a hole in her chest. The blood light comes out of the hole and blooms in the air, turning into a blood red.

"The flowers are beautiful..." Jiang ling'er muttered to himself, then lost consciousness.

Qin Yichen successfully passed the test of the sixth level Feilong platform, and no one dared to appear in front of him.

After wandering for several hours, Qin Yichen smiles and stimulates the transmission of the seventh layer of Feilong platform.

Different from the first six floors, the seventh floor is the real dragon platform.

At first glance, it is a huge square, more than a hundred miles in visual inspection.

In the middle of the square is a huge challenge arena. What's more strange is that there are several monks with different shapes sitting on it.

However, they were obviously dead long ago, their souls were imprisoned forever, and they became the gatekeepers of Shura challenge arena.

Qin Yichen's eyes swept one by one, and was shocked to find that these friars' faces were lifelike, just like living people.

If it wasn't for the strong spirit of Shura and no obvious fluctuation of soul, Qin Yichen would never think it was a dead man.

The first person on his left hand is a rickety old woman with a colorful dragon head in her hand. She straddles on a colorful dragon. The colorful dragon shines in the sky.

Of course, whether it is a real dragon remains to be discussed, but its shape is exactly like the colorful dragon. It is as long as 100 feet, like a hill lying there, emitting bursts of powerful momentum.

But when Qin Yichen stares at it, he suddenly makes a loud noise in his mind, like the loud and clear sound of a dragon, deafening.

Qin Yichen's face changed greatly. He was full of awe for the dragon, especially for the existence of the dragon.

"But anyway, since I became the Shura's guard, I should die!" Qin Yichen murmured to himself.

In his heart, he thought that if all the Terran friars in the challenge arena had spirit, they would be willing to go back to the ruins and no longer suffer humiliation here.

Next to the old woman was a middle-aged swordsman with star eyebrows and tiger eyes. Her face was not angry, and she stepped on a huge black sword. It seemed that she wanted to fly away.

This sword exudes a very sharp breath, which is more than ten times sharper than the heavenly punishment sword.

Next to the middle-aged swordsman, there is a beautiful woman with creamy skin, as if she had just smeared jade milk. Her eyes are white, her teeth are white, her green silk is like a dream, and her beauty is as beautiful as peach and plum, but she is as cold as ice. At first glance, she is a typical female nun who is beautiful and spicy.

But when Qin Yichen looked at the fourth man in the Shura arena, he was even more shocked.

The man looked up to drink, holding a dark golden gourd in his hand, and could not see his face clearly.

But the smell of this gourd is too frightening, as if from the top of Mount Tai, filled with a strong Avenue atmosphere.

This magic weapon is very similar to Qin Yichen's feeling when he saw the divine formula of nature when he was in Jizhen medicine garden.

What's more terrible is that Qin Yichen's blood spirit gourd suddenly turns into a blood light, shoots into the dark golden gourd and disappears.

After burning incense, Qin Yichen was shocked and looked at the fifth person.

I don't know. I'm scared.

Qin Yichen is shocked to find that this person is seven or eight points similar to Wang Chanjuan.

As he was about to take a closer look, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. Wang Chanjuan appeared beside the man.

"You're late!" Wang Chanjuan looks at Qin Yichen with a sarcastic smile on her face.

Then, Qin Yichen saw an unforgettable scene.

Wang Chan Juan took out a dragon shaped jade plate and pressed it on the nun's chest, which was exactly like Wang Chan Juan. The latter suddenly vomited a stream of white gas into Wang Chan Juan's body.

Wang Chanjuan's body breath soared, and her body roared.

"No, he's accepting the inheritance!" Qin Yichen surprised way, in the brain flash an idea.

Wang Chan Juan didn't know what way to use, either to wake up the monks in the challenge arena, or to accept the inheritance of these monks!

It's amazing that in the inheritance of Shura God, there are some human friars guarding the pass, while another human friar is accepting the inheritance of these human friars.

But Qin Yichen saw it with his own eyes, but he knew it was true.

Qin Yichen suddenly understood that maybe Wang Chanjuan didn't care about the inheritance of Shura. What she really cared about was the monks in the seventh level dragon arena.

Of course, there is also a possibility that after Wang Chanjuan obtained the inheritance of these monks, her strength will increase greatly, and she will continue to win the final inheritance of Shura God.

No wonder Wang Chanjuan knows that her strength is not as good as Qin Yichen, but she still resolutely joins the competition of Shura God inheritance, instead of retreating like the ethereal saint and the wild dragon. In addition to the reasons why she has to come, there are probably reasons why she will win.

Qin Yichen further thought that there should be more than one way to pass the test of the seventh Feilong platform, just like when crossing the ladder, you can choose to fight and fight like yourself, or you can choose skills like Yu Lingfeng and Wang Chanjuan.

The key to the seventh level is to get the divine recognition of these ancient monks and defeat them all!

"No matter what, we must not let her pass smoothly and get their inheritance!" Qin Yichen roared and rushed to the challenge arena.

"Qin Yichen, in this thunder stage, you are not my opponent. If you are smart, you should leave quickly. You can live longer." Wang Chanjuan said with a smile.