I am the ruthless king

Although the other party possesses such earth-shattering means, the ruthless person is not afraid of the other party. Different cultivation systems bring different abilities of course. Among all living beings, although everyone follows the masses and generations, they move towards the same It flows in one direction, but everyone is special and unique, no matter how against the sky your practice system is, in the end.After reaching the ultimate path, the most powerful thing is often your own law, the practice system you created.

Creating one's own practice system is tantamount to creating an era, but it is not easy to create another practice system, and it is not easy to break out of the original system.

"Beheaded... Listen to your tone... He has already produced his own spiritual consciousness... After all, it has been too long..."

The old man who was suppressed by the eight dragons sighed, he didn't fight the ruthless man just because the ruthless man beheaded his so-called "flesh body".

"Aren't you going to fight for his body?" The ruthless man said, his fairy eyes were flat.

"Hey... I'm old after all...I'm imprisoned here now...I'm exhausted if I want to turn over...then I still have the strength to fight..." said the old man, just as he finished speaking, The sound of the eight dragon chants sounded, and the dragon chant hit the sky like a raging wave.

"Hoo ho ho--"

The reason for this scene was that the old man seemed to want to stand up.

The eight black dragons seemed to be coming back to life. Their huge dragon eyes opened up, and the light in their eyes shone like stars, shining brightly.

The dragon's tendons on the black dragon's claws collapsed tightly, that kind of power can crush the stars, and the dragon's claws are like five heavenly knives, extremely sharp, breaking everything and invincible.

However, it was such a dragon claw that couldn't suppress the old man. The dragon claw that had pierced into the old man's body was ejected.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The old man's seemingly fragile and wrinkled skin was actually harder than Shen Jinbao Iron at this time.When the dragon claw wanted to stab the old man's skin, there were sparks and loud explosions.

"Roar--"

The eight dragons roared, and then a spectacular scene appeared. The bodies of the eight black dragons circled like winding and mysterious mountains. The eight dragons circled together, and the old man in the middle was the old man. The eight dragons seemed to want to strangle the old man.

The ruthless man just watched from the sidelines, not showing the slightest intention to rescue him, what?You ask why you don't go to rescue, maybe you can get an amazing opportunity.

Hey, hey, hey..., ruthless people don't have the aura of the protagonist, so there are so many opportunities, and saving people without knowing the details of the other party is often not kind, but stupid. Taking a step back, what can an "old ghost" have? Good things, even if you have them, can you have more of yourself?

The dragon's body was hovering, and the eight black dragons were getting tighter and tighter, but it didn't seem to be of any use to the old man.

"Ow—"

Hearing the sound of the dragon, the old man directly pulled out a thin slit from the dragon's body that was constantly circling and entangled, and appeared directly through it. The dragon's body was broken, but there was no dragon blood scattered, and there was only endless black dead air. Like the fountain of the earth's veins, it gushes to the sky.dissipated between heaven and earth.

"You little bugs...give me a moment..."

"bump--"

War Soul let out a low snort, spun around sharply, and punched out without any mana flow, just a simple punch broke the void, and the chaotic mist poured out.

The eight black dragons all let out a mournful cry, and then softly landed on the altar, and the eight huge bodies smashed on the altar.There was a rumbling sound, like a mountain moving like a mountain.

Then the eight black dragons turned into eight dragon marks, which were imprinted on the body of the battle spirit, like tattoos.

The mist dissipated, and the old man was simply standing there, like a pillar supporting the sky, so powerful that it was chilling.

In the distance, a black-haired woman in white clothes stood there. What was different about her was that the rays of light were dancing around her, and the avenue runes were intertwined, like a person who had become an immortal.

The sharp contrast between the ruthless man and the old man is not only a comparison of their realms, but also a collision of two cultivation systems.

"It's not that simple to be able to break free. I clearly saw nine black dragons before, but the biggest black dragon hasn't appeared yet." The ruthless man thought to himself, just watching quietly, facing the threat in front of him, She doesn't care.

"Taoism? This aura is not quite right... The old man actually saw another cultivation system."

When the old man spoke, he couldn't help revealing that he was eager to try. After all, he was a fighting spirit, and the inner fighting spirit was the root of his existence.

Although the white-haired old man was a little eager to try, he still stood there motionless, and there was a flicker of light in his turbid yellow eyes, exuding a threatening aura.

"You are not my opponent, so don't waste your fighting spirit, or you won't be able to survive the next years." The ruthless man's tone was flat, but it gave off a kind of domineering arrogance, even if the opponent was an endless time ago. the strong.

"Hahaha, of course the old man knows that the true nature of a man is that he died in battle and was born for war, so what if he consumes his fighting spirit, even if I throw a punch, it will disappear because of the exhausting fighting spirit, I will not hesitate. "

The old man laughed and said that he was not angry because the ruthless man said such "crazy words".Snow-white and lifeless white hair danced wildly.

But in the next second, his aura suddenly sank, and ripples formed around him, spreading out in the void.I saw him move his hind feet back slightly, put his body into the bow, his palms were like knives, and he was in a sprinting posture, like a cheetah about to prey.

"Such a meaningless battle is meaningless." The ruthless man shook his head lightly, his voice was like the sound of heaven.

"...Have a few tricks with me, and you win...I'll tell you what you want to know." The voice was a little intermittent, but at this time the voice was like the sound of a bell, clanging.

"can."

The ruthless man nodded, and the words of the masters are different, and they can be understood without unnecessary explanation.

"buzz"

The old man moved, and when he stepped out, there was a humming sound in the void, and then it shattered, even the altar tilted slightly.

The old man was like a streamer, without the slightest extra movement, he punched directly, the wind of the fist was mighty, and the wind brought up directly cut through the space, and cracks in the void appeared one after another.

The ruthless man's eyes froze. Although it was true that she said that the other party was not her opponent, it did not mean that she could directly suppress the other party. The other party was a martial artist from countless years ago. The ruthless man can feel that the whole world is helping him, and every move carries the power of the world, even if he has a physical body.

Since the opponent is best at close combat, of course Ruthless will not be as tough as him.

With a step on the jade foot, a lotus flower was born in the void, and the ruthless figure disappeared...