Chapter 293 Qin Tian Supervisor

Ning Ke was silent for a moment, and just patted the knife case lightly, Que Yue's knife came out of its sheath, and the breath of the knife soul was aroused, and the surrounding air froze for a while.

Moan!

With a slash of light from the sword, the sky and the earth became clear, and the original blood-colored snowflakes seemed to be broken into a curtain, and became clear again.

Only a few muffled grunts were heard, large drops of blood fell down, and two figures were cut out from a certain state.

They clutched the wound, but saw that the blood that had melted into the snow turned back and returned to their body.

The two looked at Ning Ke with horror and fear in their expressions:

"How can it be!"

They just knew that there was a congenital warrior who had desecrated the blood mother and wanted to escape from the blood mother's embrace.

This person's combat power is not bad, even if he has made many attempts at the Soul Realm, he has never been taken down.

I thought it was a bit exaggerated, but as soon as I made a move like this, I knew it was not something I could win.

It was just this knife that vaguely made them feel a feeling of tearing their souls apart.

This kind of feeling has never been tried before after they condense their souls.

"The thirteen sons of Xueyun are in charge of Blood Kate, and in the hundred and fifty cities of Middle Finger Continent, nine of them have condensed souls, three of them have been in the realm of souls, and one has transformed into souls. There are quite a few soul cultivators who have appeared, and among them, there are even two who are in the realm of the immortal soul."

Ning Ke opened his mouth quietly, as if exposing the old truth, and explained their heels clearly at once.

According to the rules, these slaves are not allowed to walk around at will.

But once someone like Ning Ke appears, they are quite willing to take action. After all, in their view, if Ning Ke's blood and soul are offered, it is likely to attract the attention of the blood mother.

Under such circumstances, for them, there are many benefits.

But they never thought that Ning Ke's strength was somewhat beyond their imagination.

"Brother, the idea is very difficult, so I challenged him shoulder to shoulder!"

Looking at Ning Ke's figure, one of them couldn't help roaring.

A strange-faced banner began to shake, but a blood-colored figure loomed in front of him.

Outlined by the blood-colored figure, there is a vague figure of eighth, forming the image of Ning Ke.

But at the next moment, for some reason, he couldn't outline it anymore.

"this"

Before his thoughts came back to his senses, he heard a thunderous explosion.

On top of Ning Ke's head, a relic rose slowly.

Blessed by relics, all dharmas are impenetrable!

Ning Ke's mind moved slightly, and he took a step forward and arrived in front of him, and the relic flew onto the banner with a strange face, and there was a burst of mourning from it.

boom!

Under the light of the fire, the light of Shari Buddha is reflected.

And the original strange face banner did burn, and it turned into ashes in an instant.

Dodododo!

Just when Ning Ke raised his hand to press down on his head, a sound of piercing air came from behind him.

He subconsciously propped up the shield of stellar energy, but he realized that the shield was broken in an instant, and he continued to shoot towards his back.

Roar!

A tiger's roar came from behind him, and the Xuanhu imprint roared out.

With one pounce, he blocked the movement in sevens and eighties. Although his figure has dimmed a lot, it has not changed in any way.

In the next moment, a cassock was draped on his body, and under the thorough breath, he blocked all the blows.

Demon crouching treasure robe!

Ning Ke raised his hand and moved, but a heart was nailed into his hand.

Looking at the **** inscription above, he knew that this was another kind of insidious method, and with a casual throw, he nailed through a certain arrangement below, causing it to fall to the ground.

"Xueyun Thirteenth Son, is that the case? If there is no other means, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep me."

Ning Ke looked at the knife in his hand, his expression didn't change a bit, and he even had some expectation in his heart.

After the words fell, there was a burst of laughter, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fetal membranes.

"It's worthy of the Moon Knife, I have seen it before using the supernatural power of the Dao of the Sword, and I can have such a means.

But I just don't know, if you don't have a knife, is there any other way? "

After the words fell, a blood-stained scroll was seen lying in the air. As it unfolded, a gentle word came from it.

"Here. The means of the sword are forbidden."

After the words fell, before he could react, there was a mournful cry from the Que Yue knife in his hand, and the moonlight on it suddenly dimmed.

Ning Ke looked up, his expression slightly condensed.

Under his prison-suppressing pupils, one can vaguely see, in the dimness, a curtain seems to be stretched between the heaven and the earth, suppressing everything.

The law of ban?

No, this is more like a supernatural power that transcends the realm, and the words follow the law!

Ning Ke's mind was shaken, and he could vaguely feel that his sword spirit was difficult to activate for a while because of these words.

Although it can still be used forcibly, it must have some damage to the soul of the sword.

It's a pity.

Seeing this scene, Ning Ke couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

In the past few months, there are as many soul monks as there are light and dark fallen in his hands, at least to say the least.

With his reserved points, drawing the sword and slashing has already risen to the realm of transformation and soul melting, and this sword technique has no way out.

It was also the saber on Melting Soul that earned him the title of the so-called 'Sly Moon Saber'.

If you can't use it, you can't use it. After all, I don't have this kind of method.

But this time, it seems that this land has a lot of background, and it is willing to take out this kind of thing to deal with him.

Ning Ke flipped the knife into the knife box, and under the operation of the prisoner Youtong, everything was almost clear.

Since you can't use a knife, let me punch you!

This 300,000 jin force, you can stop it!

As soon as the thought fell, Ning Ke's figure began to rise, and behind him, a phantom of himself loomed.

This phantom kneading formula turned into a punch and moved forward, and the terrifying power rushed towards the surroundings.

Melt the five elements!

With just one punch, the space, which was already more fragile than ordinary people, faintly turned into wrinkles, and there was a burst of silent pollution.

The dragon chanted and the elephant sang, his will condensed, and everything seemed to be destroyed and turned into a furnace.

"This kind of power. No!"

Accompanied by an unwilling roar, whether it was the formation or everything in front of him, they all disappeared as if they had evaporated.

Turning a deaf ear to the sound of killing from the panel, Ning Ke turned around and looked in one direction with a dignified expression.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out and see me?"

"Seeing or not seeing, so what?"

The voice fell, but the figure of a middle-aged man emerged.

He is holding a book in one hand, but in the other hand, he is holding on to a bald brush.

Ning Ke looked at this person~lightnovelpub.net~ and only felt that he had experienced such a state when he was on his third senior brother.

Suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart, he took a deep breath and said:

"I don't know why this senior appeared here?"

"Me? I'm just a passerby, recording a few things.

I just didn't want to be able to see me. "

"Just like that?"

"That's how it is."

After hearing this, Ning Ke hesitated slightly, turned around and left.

Now it is the border land of the blood moon, if you don't leave now, when will you wait?

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Ke's figure, without any change in expression, and took a pen to record on the book in his hand.

"Records of the Supervisor of the Lost Kingdoms: No. 13, the land of the lost blood moon, is under the curse of the blood mother, but there is no loss.

In the state of sealing the soul power, use physical strength to smash the seventh-level inheritance power "Lost Mantra" to go to the land of the lost storm"

(end of this chapter)