I have a room in Huangquan

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All the creatures on the ancient tree screamed.

It was hard for them to believe that someone as powerful as King Xi would die here in the end.

Only a dim light flickered in Candle Dragon's hall, and it seemed that he was not surprised by this ending.

Even when he handed the gourd to Ke Zhao.

The two had already reached an agreement tacitly, living to their level of years, often a transaction would not be seen by others at all.

It only takes an inconspicuous movement, and the other party can understand each other's meaning.

After seeing that King Xi was completely torn into pieces by cause and effect, Zhulong fell back to sleep with complete peace of mind.

In these years, King Xi's strength has not increased much, but a group headed by him has vaguely formed.

Although Zhulong didn't say anything, he already felt something bad in his heart.

He can tolerate these ants parasitic on Jianmu, because usually when he is sleeping, he still needs to rely on these ants to maintain the growth of Jianmu.

But he absolutely cannot tolerate these ants starting to huddle together to keep warm, because this will threaten the safety of Jianmu Sacred Tree.

Just imagine that if these guys got the stele, they would have an extra retreat, an extra choice.

Don't underestimate this choice. If one day, they use the Jianmu Sacred Tree as a threat, although I can kill them all, but everyone will die and hurt Jianmu, then the guardianship for so many years is just a bamboo basket. .

Even if this possibility is very small, even if this is just an idea in Zhulong's mind.

But even if it is a one-in-a-thousand possibility, he will completely erase this possibility.

It's just that he didn't want to do it himself, as it would chill the hearts of these ants, that's why he reached an unspoken deal with Zhao Ke.

Of course, he believed that even if Zhao Ke didn't use the fang he left in the gourd, he could still kill King Xi.

But doing so will definitely cause him a great loss of vitality, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as his helping Zhao Ke in disguise, hoping that he can successfully overcome this natural moat.

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly saw a jade box falling from King Xi's shattered body, and stretched out his hand to grab the stone box in his hand.

Open it and see that there are four bright green Jianmu leaves inside.

According to the time a leaf can last for three breaths, these four leaves are enough to protect him for twelve breaths.

For Zhao Ke, who was already in a hard fight, it was like sending charcoal in the snow.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to wipe the leaves, and the four leaves instantly turned into dead leaves, and the power of building wood inside was forcibly drawn out with his hand.

The power of building wood that was shining with blue light was directly swallowed by Zhao Ke, and after absorbing the power in it, a little bit of mysterious chaotic light appeared all over his body.

The light of chaos was so dim that even cause and effect could not shine in, but the light was very weak and was fading rapidly.

Of course Zhao Ke would not waste time, taking advantage of this precious time, he started to give it a go, took out many extremely precious medicinal herbs, and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

At the same time, he kept grabbing the corpses floating around with his source hand.

A large number of corpse fragments were pulled over by him. Amidst everyone's doubts, Zhao Kejian piled up these corpses.

Then, in an unbelievable way, he quickly split one after another from his body and buried them in these corpses.

I saw that as soon as these meat balls touched the corpses, they immediately produced fleshy roots, and began to quickly bind the corpses tightly into a ball.

"What is this guy doing??"

Everyone couldn't understand Zhao Ke's mysterious operation.

Shouldn't he take advantage of the strength of Jianmu to protect himself and rush forward as soon as possible? ?

It's not just that they don't understand, even Song Xingxue and Ding Xiaoyi don't understand.

But both of them knew very well that Zhao Ke would never act recklessly. He had already pushed himself into a dead end and was ready to die. For him, the time Jianmu Shenye won was more important than anything else. valuable.

In such a precious time, Zhao Ke will definitely do his best to create a favorable environment for himself.

But no matter how clear they were, they couldn't help but sweat for him at this moment.

It seemed that he had sensed the tension between the two of them, and he saw Zhao Ke turned around and grinned at the two of them while he was busy: "Don't panic, it's all basic operations."

His face was covered with blood, and even a deep bone scar was torn from his forehead to the corner of his lips, making him look particularly hideous.

But when he laughed, it made people feel extremely at ease.

At this moment, even the ancient creatures on the ancient tree who wished Zhao Ke would die immediately were shocked.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. This kind of tolerance not only affects himself, but also affects the people around him.

Even if Zhao Ke is regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, at this time, he will secretly admire him from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, the creature who was originally hostile to Zhao Ke had an idea in his heart, perhaps this man could really succeed.

This idea is very small, but it is undeniable that it is silently taking root in everyone's heart and gradually expanding.

After all, even a devil sinking in the abyss occasionally looks forward to a faint ray of light, bringing a moment of warmth.

Chapter 6 Seventy: The Last Hug

"Kick Kick"

Soon, the light of chaos on Zhao Ke's body became smaller and smaller.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke lowered his head and glanced at the corpses that had been connected together under his feet, and raised his brows slightly: "It's still a bit slower, but luckily it won't affect it!"

While he was speaking, many figures rushed up in front of him.

These figures may not have a strong cause and effect, but there are too many of them.

The scalp of the people watching was numb, every time Zhao Ke broke one, there would be an extra bloody wound on his body.

With such a large number, even one knife per person is enough to chop a person into bones.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled as they watched, thinking that they must pay more attention to it in the future, cause and effect is bullshit when it is not settled.

But when it comes to liquidation, I'm afraid nine lives won't be enough.

He has even made up his mind that if he goes back this time, he will only use Huang Quan to kill people in the future.

But Song Xingxue began to think that he must separate himself from the Tong family. Otherwise, if the Tong family's unreasonable things were on his own head, he would not be able to bear it if it was settled one day.

Of course, the two people's ideas are obviously a bit superfluous, after all, they don't know whose own karma is in their hands.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Ke. It was an old lady with a gloomy expression, completely different from the ordinary cause and effect.

Just like Qi Liang before, his hands glowed with scarlet blood, turning into two big knives and slashing down on his head.

Zhao Ke was startled when he saw this, and after a second, he smashed the blade with a backhand punch, and muttered, "I can barely call you Mistress, but what karma do I owe you?"

After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure dodged in front of the old lady like a furtive one, raising his hand and punching the head of the mistress he was talking about was blown off.

But at the same time, one of his arms was also blown to pieces.

The severe pain made the muscles on Zhao Ke's face twitch unconsciously.

"Hate!!"

Before he could stand still, a face that looked exactly like Zhao Ke quietly appeared, and it flew into Ding Xiaoyi's arms, with one hand stabbing hard into his lower abdomen.

"puff!!"

I saw that the intestines that had been stuffed back by Zhao Ke were pulled out by this guy.

"Hey hey hey hey" Looking at the bloody intestines, this guy had a morbid laugh on his face.

Zhao Ke frowned: "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you!"

As he spoke, he kicked a middle-aged man beside him into the air, and at the same time quickly wrapped his intestines around his neck with one hand, and pulled his figure back with one hand.

Until the neck of this guy who looked exactly like him was strangled.

At the same time, there was a crackling sound from the soles of his feet, his body tilted, and he staggered backwards.

The tragic picture is simply unbearable.

"Oops!"

Seeing Zhao Ke's falling figure, everyone's hearts hung in their throats.

However, Zhao Ke rolled on the spot, and his body rolled onto those corpses. What was strange was that arms stretched out quickly from these corpses.

Zhao Ke grabbed his arm and twisted it, and saw that the arm broke off very crisply, and then he quickly connected the arm to his own broken arm.

A strange thing happened, I saw that the severed arm merged with him quickly, perfectly complementing his arm.

After recovering his arm, Zhao Ke raised his hand and smashed the pounced figure into pieces with a punch. At the same time, he took out a knife and chopped off his crippled sole of the foot.

The situation just like before happened again, and a foot protruded from the corpse to help him complete the remaining body.

"Can it still be like this??"

Such a miraculous picture is undoubtedly like a stimulant, which surprised everyone and cheered everyone up.

"It turns out that he is using the corpses of those strong men as soil and flesh as seeds, and he is planting many graftable flesh bodies for himself!"

Some people probably understood Zhao Ke's approach and couldn't help but be amazed.

In this way, no matter how strong the injury is, he can still recover quickly, but the process is a bit miserable.

Yes, this process is comparable to being smashed to pieces, and it is not an exaggeration to cut into pieces.

Faced with such pain, I believe that most people will choose to give up, or even pray that they will die immediately.

But Zhao Ke was different, his steps were still firm and powerful.

In the soil where the corpses piled up behind him, more and more ones that were exactly the same as Zhao Ke gradually emerged, but these had no thinking and no soul.

They are like Zhao Ke's spare parts, faster and discarded at any time.

As time passed, the three of them got closer and closer to the floating island.

At this moment, all the mysterious creatures around Tianchi cheered secretly for Zhao Ke.

As if he was a beacon, a hope.

At least to prove to these creatures who are still silently persisting that this karma of cause and effect is not insurmountable.

"It's close, it's close!!"

Song Xingxue screamed excitedly, he could already see the fragments of time shining strangely on the island in front of him.

However, at this moment, Zhao Ke's forward steps suddenly stopped.

Looking at the figure in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue immediately followed his gaze, only to see an old man standing there at the end of Hongqiao.

Although he is an old man, his figure is enough to make many young people feel ashamed.

Seeing the muscles, lines like marble, standing there, just looking at it makes people feel like a mountain.

"This person will not be his ultimate enemy?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the old man's figure and couldn't help guessing.

Song Xingxue on the side nodded heavily, his expression became tense: "It must be, look at Lao Zhao pushing all the way, who can make him stop for a step, only this old man, I hope he can hold on."

Zhao Ke turned his back to the two of them, and no one could see how complicated his expression was when facing this kind-faced old man.

In the end, Zhao Ke still stepped forward, but his steps were extraordinarily heavy, and he came to the old man step by step.

When everyone thought that this would be a big battle, and it was destined to cause Zhao Ke to be severely injured.

Zhao Ke slowly opened his arms.

"What is he going to do??"

Seeing his actions, everyone was stunned.

I saw Zhao Ke opened his hand, but he didn't make an attacking gesture. He walked towards the old man step by step, and finally put his arm on the old man's shoulder slowly.

"He's crazy??"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Zhao Ke, who pushed all the way up, met gods and killed gods, and ran amok, actually put down all his guard in front of this old man.

But some people came to understand and guessed that this old man might not be an enemy, but probably Zhao Ke's close relative.

But even if they guessed the result, so what, in their eyes, Zhao Ke was looking for death, and the chance to reach the top was at hand.

At this time, even the flesh and blood of the closest relatives must be killed accordingly.