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At the same time, countless spatial turbulences spurted out from the spatial fault.

Facing the terrifying power of Qin Zhe holding sticks in both hands, as if he was about to open up the world, the cocoon that was gaining momentum seemed to feel an unprecedented crisis, and the shrinkage became more and more intense.

Seeing the abnormal situation, Qin Zhe didn't hesitate at all, and burst out shouting.

"One way to open the sky, break it for me!"

There was a loud "boom", and the sky-breaking stick hit the cocoon.

Whether Qin Zhe has entered the Burning Blood True Self Judgment or not, the power that supernatural powers can exert are two completely different magnitudes.

The shell of the cocoon, which was faintly harder than the vein wall, was smashed to pieces the moment it came into contact with the Skybreaker.

Pieces of space collapsed by the sky-breaking stick.

The terrifying Yukong of Kaitian style swept across the surroundings.

The space at the bottom of the channel, which was originally a little narrow, was instantly widened, and at the same time, it was dug down hundreds of meters abruptly.

This is also the result of Qin Zhe's deliberate manipulation, in order to avoid damage to the warehouse above, and then retract the force after breaking the cocoon shell.

As the shell of the cocoon shattered, Qin Zhe finally saw clearly what was inside the cocoon.

This is a strange existence with a similar human shape, but with scales all over its body and a lizard head.

At this time, the "lizard man" hiding in the cocoon is awake.

The aura of the "lizardman" is very powerful, at least at You Lian's level, maybe even stronger!

But just as Qin Zhe expected, his state was half dead.

Qin Zhe already has the power of nature as a wandering spirit, and is extremely sensitive to vitality.

Although the lizardman's aura is extremely powerful, the vitality in his aura is like a candle in the wind, which may be completely extinguished at any time.

To put it bluntly, the lizardman is currently strong in the outside world, and hangs on his breath.

If it weren't for his own extremely high realm and strong cultivation base, he would not be alive.

He glanced at the "lizard man" calmly, Qin Zhe could see anger in his eyes when his eyes met, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

What Qin Zhe cared about was the cocoon-like shell that was broken and revealed in front of his eyes as a transparent, incomparably pure liquid object.

The power of the source!

The power of the source is pure to the extreme!

This quality...

Nothing to say!

Taking Qin Zhe alone as an example, the original power he possessed as a seventh-rank warrior is just a cloudy liquid under internal vision.

The power of origin is the foundation of practitioners.

No matter what system one chooses for practice, the original power will be derived from the body.

The purer the original power, the stronger the practitioner.

It is so clear, like a natural and pollution-free mountain spring, it is hard to imagine how powerful an existence is left behind after it has passed away.

However, after seeing the original power with his own eyes, Qin Zhe was basically sure that the original power did not belong to the lizardman in the cocoon.

The aura of the lizardman exudes an aura that is incompatible with the power of the source, and there is no similarity at all.

With relevant judgments in mind, Qin Zhe looked at the lizard man indifferently, raised his sky-breaking stick and stabbed him in the chest without saying a word.

Just now when he broke the cocoon with a stick, the lizardman's momentum was not released.

At this moment, the lizard man was lying in the power of the source with an angry face, but he didn't have the slightest intention of getting up and desperately. He was obviously still secretly gaining momentum.

Adhering to the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Qin Zhe stabbed very hard.

After all, the other party may have surpassed You Lian's existence.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

In the half-dead state of the lizardman, it must not be able to exert much power.

But if you give him enough time to gather momentum, maybe there will be a "surprise".

Qin Zhe doesn't like surprises.

On the other side, facing someone's unhesitating killer, the lizard man raised his hand to resist, and at the same time let out a sharp roar.

"Witch! I have no grievances or enmities with you. You ruined my way to resurrection. Could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, the Potian stick was already in contact with his palm, and it was easily smashed into blood mist with a "poof".

Qin Zhe himself can't figure out how heavy the current Potian stick is.

He only knows that in the state of burning blood and true self-judgment, the supernatural power and his own pure physical strength rise in a straight line.

Just poking it out with a stick will have at least a hundred tons of force.

Seeing that the lizard man's palm was smashed into a blood mist, Qin Zhe stopped the sky-breaking stick in his hand and swallowed back the words with a muffled grunt.

After one blow, he found that the lizardman's body only looked intact, but in fact it was not as strong as a normal seventh-level practitioner.

In this way, it is very simple for him to kill the lizardman.

But what really made Qin Zhe stop at the right time was not because the lizard man was weak, but because of his words just now.

Qin Zhe was not surprised that his race was seen through.

Lizardmen are obviously a species from a distant era.

He is covered with magic patterns at the moment, as long as the ancient existence who knows the witch clan can recognize it when he sees it.

To Qin Zhe's surprise, the Lizard Man's voice was almost identical to the language of the Youling Clan.

The obscure syllables fell into his ears, and he could understand them miraculously.

Qin Zhe asked as his eyes fell on the distorted face of the lizard man clutching his severed wrist because of the shattered palm.

"Do you know the Wandering Spirits?"

"Wandering spirit?"