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Sharp Scales reached out and cut the big man's forehead, and a drop of blood mixed with three different colors rolled out. The tip of the claw had a drop of blood on it, "Just a little bit, but after successfully fusing it, it's simply invincible."

As he said that, he started to laugh with his sharp scales, "The heavens are helping me, but I actually bumped into this old man. This kind of bastard's chances of survival is too small, but if he survives, all of them are famous figures, I never would have thought that this would be fate.

If you bump into this old man then you're this old man's right-hand man. If you're that amazing, which one of them doesn't have eyes, then this old man can just directly let them out without even making a move, and kill them all! What Zhou? What Xuan Qing, what Blood Demon Flower? "They are all just trash. In the blink of an eye, they have been turned into ashes. Hahaha, hahaha."

Seeing Long Chen frown, Li Lin hastily changed his words, "Of course, making this bastard change his mind is the right path. After harming so many people, I will have to pay them back." Although the heaven and earth are heartless, but this dog is also life. Relatively speaking, I prefer a saying that humans have read too little: 'Killed people to repay their lives, owed their debts to pay their money'.

Confession was the best, of course, and it would be best for him to spend the rest of his life repenting to those he had hurt, wouldn't it, the best. Who hasn't killed a few people? " The sharp scales grabbed Long Chen's sword and was about to cut it off again, but he immediately shut his mouth. He was prepared to say no more. Furthermore, that little scheme of his was really going to be ruined by that Mo Jian.

They had seen each other as natural enemies, and the so-called enemies' eyes were red when they met. The two barbarians didn't waste any time talking and did what they did when they saw each other. Their reason was not as common as that of the human race in the first place, and there were no rules or regulations governing their moral etiquette.

When the man revealed the presence of the barbarian, Sharp Scales was already filled with killing intent. However, he later discovered that the man actually possessed three types of blood, and among them was the blood of a demon.

Just like what he said, it was very difficult for people with several bloodlines to survive. But if they survived and grew up, they would be able to become a transcendent Supreme Elder. Unfortunately for them, Sharp Scales possessed the Corpse Controlling Technique.

It just so happened that this big guy hadn't grown up yet. Once he had, when he had grown up, he would release them to help him fight. He would be at ease in the future. He was a strong helper even in the face of a thorny problem. After all, he had the blood of a barbarian.

Now that he thought about it, if that old ghost from the Corpse Sect had a high cultivation base, it was not certain who would die.

Although the ruckus caused by the little abacus was quite loud, it couldn't be helped that Long Chen, whose killing intent fluctuated from time to time, would kill without a word. He still had to come up with some excuses to coax them. Fortunately, this kid didn't have a deep understanding of the world, so he was able to coax her with a few words.

While thinking in this manner in his mind, the sharp scale claws did not stop at all. Their two claws repeatedly wrote in the air as golden light was emitted from the tips of their fingers. One symbol after another formed and merged into the three-colored drop of blood floating in the air.

Three threads that were difficult to see with the naked eye shot out from the center of the drop of blood and twined together like tentacles. From the crack between the big man's eyebrows flew out three threads that were also entwined together, and as the two threads approached each other, the movements of the sharp claws became faster and faster, faster and faster until it was difficult to see the path with the naked eye.

"There are ancient barbarians in the west, there are ancient demons in the north, there are ancient people in the west. The heavens and the earth are heartless, and there are spirits in the sky and earth." There are ancient barbarians in the west, there are ancient demons in the north, and there are ancient people in the world and there are heartless souls in the earth and there are spirit in the sky and there are spirit in the earth.

I am the lamp, my soul will return! "

Sharp Scales muttered to himself as an indescribable feeling came from all directions.

Long Chen was surprised to find that the spirits of the people who had died had come out from the corpses. With a dazed look in their eyes, they numbly surrounded the Sharp Scales. There were even many souls that he had never seen before floating over from all directions.

A translucent figure sat up from the ground. It was his soul. It was also a three-colored soul with lifeless eyes.

As Long Chen was lost in thought, his fingers felt numb. He looked again and blood dripped from his fingertips to float in front of the three colored blood droplets. The three colored blood droplets seemed to be afraid to open a distance and tremble in the air.

The sharp claws closed in on him, and Long Chen's blood dripped to the ground. His eyes snapped open, "Light ignited!"

Boom! *

The sound was very soft, but Long Chen could hear it clearly. That drop of blood turned into a flower of light, swaying back and forth. It seemed as if it could be extinguished at any moment. The tricolor silk thread is wrapped around the base of the lamp, such as supporting the burning lamp oil.

Long Chen was surprised, and a strange feeling immediately appeared in his heart. It was as if with just a thought, all the souls in his body would follow his will, causing him to be unable to die, to die, to be unable to live.

"Return." The sharp scale pointed with his finger and the three colored blood droplets flew toward the burly man's soul.

The eyes of the soul recovered its spirit and it slowly lied back down into its body.

"Phew, shit!" I'm so tired! " After finishing all of yesterday, his sharp scales fell to the ground. When he saw the wound on the big man's abdomen slowly squirm and stitch back together, he looked at Long Chen with a hidden bitterness.

"What bad luck."

"Why does it feel like I can control him? And them? " Long Chen pointed at the big man, whose breathing had gradually become steady. Then, he looked around at the departed spirits.

"You should keep this well and integrate it with your mind. In the future, as your cultivation rises, it will become larger and larger, and even a single soul that comes from the heavens will be able to be of use to you.

That's right, this is called the Soul Returning Fire, motherf * cker! My Soul Returning Fire Seed can't control this bastard, so I wanted to test it with your blood. I didn't expect it to actually work. Sharp Scales raised his chin and pointed at Long Chen's blood droplet that had turned into a lamp's light. His mouth was wide open, and a flame was flickering in his mouth.

"Isn't this the Corpse Controlling Technique?" Long Chen extended a hand to hold the lamp. The flame was weak, as if it could be extinguished with a single blow of the wind.

"I already said that the old man and Li Chen changed their Corpse Sect's cultivation techniques. This technique is much more useful than the old ghost's." Just keep the lights on. "Aren't you afraid of being devoured? If the target is to be ingested, he will die without a burial."

"How many have you refined?"

"Two or three, I guess. After being heavily injured in the battle, the Soul Returning Flame fell again and again, but I still couldn't remember to use it. I suddenly remember when I saw this person with the blood of the Berserker Tribe today. "

"Your front legs said that the Corpse Sect is a scourge, and you can only refine one of them by yourself."

I don't care who you are, but as long as your cultivation is satisfactory to them, they will refine it. It's simply miserable, it's extremely injurious, and when compared to that, I don't even count as much.

Hearing the word 'virtue' coming from Sharp Scales wasn't easy, but this kind of virtue was hard to put into words.

The black figure that was sitting on the seal turned his head to look. If he wanted to move, a black line would appear outside of his body to firmly bind him, and only wisps of dense black killing intent would be able to erupt out. The black figure that had agglomerated behind Long Chen earlier was caused by the black Qi that had erupted.

A flame flashed in Long Chen's pupils as he looked around at the ghosts. With a wave of his sleeve, all the ghosts quietly retreated. With a single thought, the retreating ghosts returned to him once more. Long Chen smiled faintly and dispersed the ghosts in all directions.

"He's about to wake up." Sharp Scales didn't want to take another look at Long Chen but looked instead at the burly man who was about to wake up. After all, no one wanted to see a duck that was close to their mouth fly into someone else's mouth and ask whether it was good or not.

The burly man stood up and saw Long Chen standing in front of him. He quickly grabbed the hammer. The fire in Long Chen's eyes flickered. In the next moment, the burly man held his head and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Humph!" Long Chen's nose spat out a stream of disdain. The big man quietly stopped and put away the bronze hammer. He walked in front of Long Chen and knelt on one knee. "Steadfast Tiger Xu Cong pays his respects to Master."

"Where are your parents?" Sharp scale hastily asked.

Xu Ceng coldly glanced at Sharp Scales and completely ignored him. He then reverently knelt in front of Long Chen, waiting for him to ask a question.

"Where are your parents?"

"To reply to my master, Xu Liusheng has no parents, and is adopted by King Shan as his foster son. He has been born into a bandit family since he was young." The big man replied respectfully.

Sharp Scaled Beast awkwardly looked left and right. If not for Xu Kun becoming Long Chen's puppet, just being able to ignore his cold and indifferent gaze was enough for him to have killed Xu Kun ten times back and forth.

A duckling that was so greedy that it flew to someone else's mouth and didn't even give them a glance, yet he was willing to let them eat him. You wouldn't even let them eat you even if you were to die from gluttony. Claw picked up the weapon from the ground and chewed it back and forth to ease his resentment.

Long Chen proudly glanced at Sharp Scales. He grabbed a mace and chewed on it, making 'kacha kacha' sounds. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have let this kid go. If he let Long Chen kill him, then there wouldn't be this much on his mind.

"What's there to be proud of? Without the Soul Returning Fire Seed, you can't refine someone else. In this lifetime, at most, there can only be this bastard as your puppet." Sharp Scale rolled his eyes at Long Chen and continued to pick up weapons, stuffing them into his mouth. Xu Ceng, who was still intelligent, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw this scene for the first time.

"Get up." Long Chen spoke. He didn't care what Gu Ruoyun's feelings were at all. Xu Kun stood in front of Long Chen like a small hill.

"Can you change back to your original size?" His body gradually shrank, and when Long Chen first saw him like this, he did not stop to shrink until he was the size of an ordinary person. His appearance was no longer as fierce as before, and his appearance was not that of a normal person.

Sharp Scales wailed in grief. His mother was still able to use a Barbarian's body to exchange. Truly, one could do anything that was wrong; one could only do what he had done. Why did he stop Long Chen and stop Long Chen with that claw? "Right, right.

Long Chen walked over. With a flash of his hand, he handed the Mo Jian over.

"Use this. Hurry up."