Chapter 1668: Kowloon Zhenling!

Ye Xinghe used the force of the recoil to move his steps together, and his body retreated.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Song Yunqing.

The smile on Song Yunqing's face suddenly froze and turned into deep fear.

Ye Xinghe's fist quickly enlarged in his eyes.

At this moment, there is no way to avoid it!

"die!"

Ye Xinghe shouted loudly, gathered fifty mountains of powerful fist, and smashed it down hard!

Bang!

Song Yunqing's right chest was instantly pierced by the punch.

In the ferocious blood cave, blood flowed horizontally, scarlet and dazzling.

He screamed, took several steps back, and fell to the ground.

"You are the Sky-shattering Warrior!"

Song Yunqing's face was filled with shock. He hurriedly took out a pill and swallowed it in his mouth.

A faint fluorescent light flashed, stopping the blood from the wound.

But his already weak aura had completely fallen to the bottom, and there was no way he could be Ye Xinghe's opponent.

The cunning look in Song Yunqing's eyes flashed away.

That treasure has not yet been taken, and we must not lose our lives here!

You must first deceive this bastard, and then kill him while he is refining the spiritual fire!

With this thought in his mind, Song Yunqing half cried: "Don't, don't kill me!"

"I have a treasure here. It took me thousands of years to refine it. It is specially designed to defeat spiritual fire."

"I am willing to use this treasure in exchange for my humble life!"

He turned his palm over, and a palm-sized golden compass appeared in his hand.

On the compass, there are nine golden dragons, which are lifelike.

The aura circulates and the brilliance is endless.

Ye Xinghe was shocked when he saw this compass.

"This is a mid-grade imperial-level artifact?"

"That's right!"

Song Yunqing hurriedly explained: "This compass is called the Jiulong Zhenling Plate. It can search for spiritual objects in the world and suppress them during refining. It will get twice the result with half the effort."

"With this spirit plate, you will greatly increase your chances of refining the ancient temple's Heavenly Dragon Fire."

Ye Xinghe did not take it in a hurry, but looked into Song Yunqing's eyes.

No matter how well he hid it, the cunning look deep in his eyes was still noticed by Ye Xinghe.

Since you want to play, then I will accompany you to the end!

Ye Xinghe remained calm on his face and nodded deliberately: "What a good baby, I can indeed exchange your life for you."

"You can get out."

Song Yunqing pretended to be grateful: "Thank you Mr. Ye for not killing me!"

He hurriedly got up and fled outside.

Ye Xinghe just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

The breath has not gone away, it is just hiding around the corner.

After collecting the spiritual fire, I will deal with you again.

Ye Xinghe turned around and faced the dragon in the sky.

The flames all over the sky converged on the dragon's head, condensing the scattered dragon head again.

The giant dragon's eyes burst out with murderous intent, staring at Ye Xinghe, roaring angrily.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and lava splashed everywhere.

The giant dragon's body ignited with blazing flames, and the dragon's tail suddenly swung and flew towards it.

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "You still dare to make a mistake? Suppress it!"

The vast energy in the body poured into the compass in the palm of his hand.

On the compass, nine golden dragons soar into the sky and rise against the storm.

In an instant, it turned into a hundred-meter-long golden dragon and wrapped around the flame dragon.

Kowloon Zhenling, powerful in all directions!

The golden dragon is like a rope, tightly binding the flame dragon.

No matter how hard it struggles, it will be of no use.

The energy in Ye Xinghe's body was empty and consumed rapidly.

At this moment, a purple light gradually lit up inside the compass.

Song Yunqing, who was hiding behind the cave, saw the purple light, and a sinister look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"The surname is Ye, this is a ghost soul-eating poison!"

"Even if a strong person from the ninth floor of the Wandering Void Realm touches it, all the soul power will be absorbed instantly."

"You, just wait until you lose all your soul power and die in pain!"

At this moment, Ye Xinghe also noticed the strange movement on the compass.

A strange force followed his arm, penetrated into his body, and went straight into his mind.

The vast soul power was swallowed up by this purple power and was consumed rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, 30% of the power of the twelve life souls was swallowed up!

Ye Xinghe's expression suddenly changed.

He had never seen this poison before, and it devoured soul power so fast that he could not react!

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the purple power suddenly stopped swallowing.

As the purple light flashed, it condensed into a bright purple crystal, which slowly emerged from the head and hung between the eyebrows.

In the cave, the purple light arrived for the first time, but it turned out to be the guest.

The bright purple light filled the entire cave.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and stared at the amethyst between his eyebrows, quite puzzled.

The power in this crystal is extremely pure.

If it can be refined, not only can the devoured soul power be restored, but it can even be improved.

"No, this is impossible!"

At the entrance of the cave, Song Yunqing's eyes were about to burst: "This ghost is so poisonous that it swallows souls. Only by absorbing enough soul power can it turn into ghost crystals."

"But it is impossible for ordinary warriors to have more than four souls."

"How on earth did you fill up this ghost's soul-swallowing poison?"

Ye Xinghe suddenly laughed: "I forgot to tell you that I have twelve earth-level souls!"

"Thank you so much for sending me two treasures!"

"Now, it's time for you to die."

The smile on his face turned into a cold and murderous look in an instant.

In the void, Ye Xinghe raised his arm slightly, clenched his fist and punched out.

The cyan fist flew away, instantly piercing Song Yunqing's head.

Bang!

The reveal exploded and blood splattered everywhere!

Song Yunqing is only in the fifth level of the Youxu Realm, how can he be the enemy of Ye Xinghe with one punch?

"I'm not willing to..."

Before he died, he was also filled with dissatisfaction.

The body fell heavily to the ground and became silent again.

Ye Xinghe turned his head indifferently and held the amethyst between his eyebrows.
To be continued...