Chapter 35 Nascent Soul

Chapter 35 Nascent Soul

The golden knife light pierced Zhou Heng's hand like a golden lightning bolt.

"This, this knife..."

He was shocked.

How is this a cut of the previous level. This is far more terrifying than the previous one!

Can't hold it!

Pouch.

A knife penetrated Zhou Heng's palm! The blood is flowing.

"Unstoppable, this knife is too strong. I just captured Zhou Heng's body, and I haven't been able to train my body well."

He was dumbfounded.

If he was in his heyday, of course he would not be afraid of Su Dong, but he is still very weak now, and he has just seized this body.

"I am Heavenly Dao who has more insights than Su Dong, but I don't have Magic power. It consumes Nascent Soul's origin to mobilize the power of heaven and earth. How weak is my origin?"

He shook his head suddenly.

"I can't stop it, it's just a cut. I can't stop three knives and four knives. This time it's my carelessness, but it's also that Su Dong's Saber Technique is too terrible. A young Practitioner who is terribly terrible must be extremely powerful. Succession by chance."

It is unstoppable to drop ten guilds in one effort.

Knowing that you can't stop it, it's better to save some strength.

"It's just a pity that the body that had just been seized." He sighed lightly, his eyes calmly looking at the tip of the knife that had penetrated in front of him.

I also saw Su Dong's eyes behind the tip of the knife. Su Dong was extremely calm and indifferent to this moment.

The two eyes met each other.

Pouch.

Su Dong's knife passed through Zhou Heng's neck easily. The latter's eyes were wide open, and his body resembled a deflated balloon, his breath instantly wilted, and the dark green flames all over his body were beating violently, and clusters of green flames suddenly collapsed.

Everyone in the distance saw Zhou Heng, a righteous and arrogant cultivator showing his power. I feel that no matter how good Su Dong is, it should be difficult to fight the immortal cultivator.

There is a difference between Xianfan, and the strength of immortal cultivators has long been ingrained in their hearts. All staring nervously.

When Su Dong broke through the big green snake, he saw a flash of golden lightning in his hand.

The speed is too fast, their mortal eyes can't see that it is a knife.

A knife pierced Zhou Heng's neck.

Su Dong pulled the knife, Zhou Heng's body threw to the ground. Green flames scattered all around the body, and everyone's eyes were on Zhou Heng's fallen corpse. Su Dong was also looking at the corpse.

No one noticed, among the scattered green flames, there was a small green transparent figure the size of a baby's palm, and he was quickly driving a cluster of green flames towards the outside of the courtyard.

"At the beginning, I chose this Zhou Heng for winning the house.

I also fancy his psychic defect.

I can control it with a little temptation.

I only plan to use it for a while.

The spiritual resources I really reserve are not wasted at all."

The green baby has a delicate face. , But extremely confident.

"It just takes some effort to find another body."

Zhou Heng was dead, and for him, it didn't hurt his foundation at all. As a big cultivator of Nascent Soul, even if he is down, his financial resources are not imaginable by ordinary people.

He ran away quietly, but suddenly, a blade-like perceptual power swept through the flames he controlled.

"This week Heng is so weird. Just died like that?" Su Dong himself felt that it was too easy to kill Zhou Heng with a single blow. Even if it was unexpected, it was too easy.

With care, the super-sense is spreading like a knife and sweeping every cluster of flames around.

Super feeling mopped up.

"Huh? What about the flame?" Su Dong's face changed.

In the message sent back by Chaogan, is it a villain?

Nascent Soul? The legendary Nascent Soul?

"Not good!" Nascent Soul's delicate cheeks on the flames were all distorted.

laugh.

A golden lightning flashed in an instant.

That is a long knife.

"Ah, the sensibility that detected this neighborhood before is this Su Dong!" Nascent Soul's small face suddenly showed a terrible expression. He was really panicked at this moment.

"I am only the body of Nascent Soul, how can I carry this knife?" He is just Nascent Soul!

But the light of lightning has arrived.

"Fine, Su Dong, I will do my best. If I rise again, I will kill him and torture him to death." Nascent Soul gritted his teeth and waved his small hand. The green flames suddenly rolled, and a talisman paper rolled out.

The talisman paper flashes green flame pattern. Su Dong slashed up.

boom.

The flame was splashing.

"what."

There was a faint scream. Then it falls into nothingness. And Su Dong slashed on the talisman paper, the talisman paper shattered, and an item fell out of thin air and fell to the ground.

"Dead?!" Su Dong closed the knife.

Chaogan continues to sense the surroundings, but there is nothing strange anymore. The green flames also dissipated.

It's really dead.

"I killed a Nascent Soul cultivator?" Su Dong was a little confused.

Immortal cultivators are also divided into Realm. From low to high, they are divided into five realms: Qi Condensation, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Huashen, and Mahayana.

The Nascent Soul cultivator is a big cultivator. Even in a country in Jin, how many Nascent Soul cultivators are there?

He actually killed a Nascent Soul cultivator? Although only a Nascent Soul was killed. But it was enough to make Su Dong confused.

"Finally, he even threw out the storage talisman.

It was used as an amulet."

Su Dong smiled and leaned over to pick up the items on the ground, but it was a storage bag.

The volume of the storage bag was larger than that of the storage talisman.

Many cultivators have the habit of storing temporarily unused storage bags in storage charms.

A storage charm for a cultivator.

"This storage charm looks luxurious."

Su Dong picked up the storage talisman and put it in the storage bag in his sleeve.

The wealth is not exposed.

The rest of the people were far away, it was night again, and they couldn't see clearly, and in the end he slashed into a cluster of flames.

All only saw Mars scattered.

"I also found that Nascent Soul by super sense. You can't see it with ordinary eyes."

There is a difference between Xianfan, this sentence is not nonsense.

After receiving the storage bag, Su Dong walked back.

When I walked back, I was in awe when I saw the eyes of the county master waiting for him one by one.

strength.

No matter where it is, strength is the most abundant capital. In the past, Su Dong was just a flying fish catching head in their hearts, and the only thing worthy of commendation was to kill a demon.

It's different after today.

Su Dong, the flying fish catching head, was killed by even Xiu Xianren!

It's different.

The levels are different.

"This Su Dong is in the entire Ning'an County, I am afraid that there are no opponents to find."

Everyone at the scene knew that Ning'an County was the strongest, and I was afraid that this was Su Dong.

Chief Flying Fish?

That's a bad old man.

Sect disciple? Like Yan Zheng, it's not enough.

Master Bao watched Su Dong walk over, only to feel a little sore in his eyes. He was ready to die just now. But now.

Instead, Zhou Heng's body lay there.

Thanks to him Su Dong brother. Master Bao hurriedly greeted him and looked at Su Dong.

"Brother Su Dong, thank you."

This time, Zhou Heng tried to plot him like this. Without Su Dong, he was afraid that he would be tortured to death. Mrs. Pear was also very excited. She was most afraid of falling into Zhou Heng's hands.

"It should." Su Dong smiled.

"Master, is the banquet still set up?" someone asked softly.

"Put it, put it now. I congratulate my brother Su Dong for beheading the immortal Xiu." The county elder even said, calling Su Dong a little brother, but he didn't dare to respect it.

Fortunately too.

"The cultivator, there is a cultivator who came to my house to be a disaster. Without this Su Dong, Bo'er would die today."

"Su's head-catching supernatural power is superb, and the cultivators are not opponents. I admire it." Yan Zheng was rare, took the initiative to step forward, and said cupped fist.

As soon as he spoke, everyone was secretly speechless.

The immortals were all dead, and they were killed with a single knife by the Su catching head in front of them. They only saw a golden lightning bolt!

Su Dong smiled back.

Yan Zheng didn't care either. Not much to say.

Wait until everyone's attention is on Su Dong.

He was in a corner, with his palm in his sleeve sticking out. On the thick palm of the Practitioner, a pale, almost transparent little figure was weakly looking up at him.

Surprisingly, it was the Nascent Soul that damned to dissipate.

"See? That Su Dong is so beautiful. From today on. When others talk about taking off and catching heads, I'm afraid no one will mention you Yan Zheng."

"You came from a famous family, but he was overtaken by a wild Practitioner. Are you willing?" He sneered, with cold flashes in his eyes.

On the contrary, Yan Zheng's expression was calm, but in those faintly icy eyes, there was obviously a flame that could not be concealed!

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk, how can I cultivate immortals!"

Yan Zheng said in a low voice, his eyes flashing coldly.

Su Dong?

It did make him feel a great deal of pressure. If there is a chance, we must get rid of it, so as to calm the jealousy in his heart!