Commanding Wind and Cloud

At this moment, the enthusiasm completely understood that the absolute zero of all the highest realms is basically a fighter who becomes holy when he practices that set of fighting skills to the peak, and will form a special soul domain.

"If I practice it to the limit now..." Mo Jin looked at the empty groove on his hammer fighting spirit: "Could it be possible to form a new soul domain? The person who created the ice flame fighting spirit is really a genius! If you practice a set of fighting skills to the peak, you can create a soul domain!"

"It's still close..." Mo Jin looked at the absolute zero soul domain that had not yet been condensed and nodded again and again: "If this soul domain is formed, then it will have a stronger side in actual combat."

"Comrade comrades, you'd better do what you have now." Duanfeng Buer said with a weak face: "When you cast your soul domain, don't you get tired?"

With a bitter smile, he twitched the corners of his lips twice. Could it be explained by fatigue? It's so tiring! Be it soul domain or fighting skills! In the past, it only consumed a certain amount of mental fatigue to use the prototype of the soul domain. Now, after the soul domain is fully formed, it is known that every time the soul domain is activated, it also requires a lot of battle energy.

The more powerful the fighting skill is, the more fighting energy is needed, and the more powerful the soul domain is, the more energy is consumed.

After Qian Jin felt that his fighting skills were too strong for the first time, the consumption of fighting energy really couldn't keep up. It may take less than two minutes for the outbreak of this state now, and the fighting energy will be completely consumed.

"After becoming a true sage, what you fight is not only skill, not just strength, but also the length of fighting spirit." Qi Jin has to admit that in terms of the degree of compensation for fighting spirit, he is much inferior to those veteran fighters.

Even facing a true saint of the level of the patriarch of the blood of the explosive bear! Jin Jin is confident that he can completely beat the opponent to death when the seal is released, but if he enters the state of a protracted war, he can only lose.

Enthusiastic and confident, the combined fighting energy of ten of them may not be as sufficient as the fighting energy of the Explosive Bear Bloodline Power Family.

Although the saintly powerhouse can mobilize the vitality of the earth and stars and inhale the vitality of the body to replenish it...but...the speed of replenishment in such a life-and-death battle is far slower than the speed of consumption.

Domineering! He clenched his fists vigorously. Since his debut, he has won every victory by virtue of his high-explosive, high-damage fighting methods. When his strength reaches the peak of the strongest group today, although high explosiveness still has a great advantage, but when he meets the top-level strongman, his shortcoming of fighting spirit will be revealed.

"In the past, I have been improving my explosive ability, but now I really need to accumulate a long level of fighting energy." Mo Jin sighed knowing that this thing is not something that can be obtained in a hurry. The training of sealing is not only a higher explosive force, but also a good exercise for absorbing fighting energy.

Nowadays, because of the seal, it is ten times or even dozens of times more difficult to absorb the vitality of the surroundings and transform it into fighting energy in the body, so what can be done is to desperately absorb the vitality of the surroundings and transform it. After a long time, when the body fully adapts, the speed of releasing the seal and swallowing the vitality of the surrounding body is much stronger than that of a normal true saint level powerhouse!

perhaps! At that time, during the battle, you can really replenish your fighting spirit while fighting!

The real life-and-death battle in the future may not be a one-on-one battle! Momentum knows very well that even if he goes to the Gan family to fight again, he will face the entire Gan family at that time, and it is very necessary to have sufficient fighting spirit.

"It's a pity... a true saint-level powerhouse was beaten to death like this." Mu Nazhence shook his folding fan and sighed as he looked at the ugly faces of the dwarf elders: "I hope that the dwarves will not only have such a true saint-level powerhouse. Otherwise, the strength of the dwarves will really drop!"

Latu held back a mouthful of blood that didn't come out, and stared at Mu Na Zhence angrily, and even shouted so loudly after winning the battle. If it wasn't for the person in hand, who didn't have too much fighting power, no matter who you are, the prince of the Zhence Dynasty, you can still fight!

"Mr. Latu, since it is a voluntary bet, if you lose..." Mu Nazhence shrugged his shoulders: "You should admit it, right? From this moment on, the dwarves will enshrine Keli as your patriarch, the real leader."

Latu's reddened and purple complexion was extremely ugly, his beard kept shaking, and his body trembled along with the beard.

"Our bet in advance is to defeat! Not to kill! You killed our Lafite! We will protest this matter like His Majesty the Emperor of your country! Let you pay full compensation! Otherwise, we will force the barbarians to go to war against your country!"

"That's right! Back then, the bet was to defeat, not to kill! You beat our Lafite to death! It's different from the way of betting!"

"Lafite is the number one combat force of our tribe, you killed our number one combat force! Seriously damaged the combat power and glory of our dwarves! You must pay compensation! Motivation must be a slave to our dwarves!"

Latu looked at the motivation quietly, no matter how valuable your motivation is, if I bet the entire future of the dwarves, I would tell the emperor of the Zhence Dynasty that our dwarves support the demons, and the emperor of the Zhence Dynasty must also consider the position of our dwarves.

That's right! Roar and roar! The hatred on the corner of Latu's lips turned into a trace of pride. The value of motivation is indeed very, very great, but we are a tribe! A tribe with a long history! Vigorousness only has a lifespan of a few hundred years, that is the limit! But if the Zhence Dynasty wants to survive for ten thousand years, it must cooperate with our dwarf tribe!

Latour believed that any politician with a real sane mind would know which side to preserve was the right one! After all, there is only one person with energy, and he keeps forging, how many fighters can he forge? And our dwarves bet everything and forged fighting soldiers together to provide them to the demons. Then the first to be armed must be the demons, not your Zhence dynasty!

Latu had extreme self-confidence. Although Lafite died, he died well! If Lafite just lost, he would have to find other excuses to gamble, but he couldn't take advantage of Lafite's death to fight back like he is doing now.

"That's right! He is required to hand over all his forging skills! Kill people! He is lucky not to let him pay for his life!"

"Not just forging skills, but also! His fighting skills must all be..."

"Are you looking for death?" Chekfleet said in a quiet voice, which directly covered up the excited group of elders of the dwarf tribe.

That low-pitched voice was full of icy coldness, as if it could completely freeze a person at any time.

At this moment, the elders of the dwarf clan realized that there was such a handsome human being standing not far behind Qian Jin, and they had never noticed it!

The moment you find out! I also discovered that this handsome young man gave off a cold aura.

"What did you say?" Latu pulled his face down. Even the current emperor of the Zhence Dynasty would not dare to say such words to the dwarves. If the dwarves joined the demons, it would be a huge blow to the Zhence Dynasty.

"I said..." Chekfleet walked gracefully, his long black hair fluttering gently behind his head, and the slender long sword flashed from the scabbard, biting towards Latu's throat like lightning!

quick! A swift sword that is not inferior to lightning!

ruthless! Without the slightest greeting, a swift sword was suddenly thrust out!

allow! Latu's fighting spirit had just ascended and left his body, and Chekfleet had already put away his long sword and turned away, leaving only Latu who had just bloomed his fighting spirit, his Adam's apple was completely shattered, and the blood seemed to be pierced into a small hole like a water bag filled with water, squeezed by pressure, and glaring blood spurted out.

cluck... cluck...

Latu's rising fighting spirit seemed to be pressed back into his body by an invisible big hand. He wanted to open his mouth to let out a furious roar, but found that his vocal cords had already been pierced by the cold sword that suddenly appeared.

Not just vocal cord piercings! The back of Latu's neck was also spurting blood!

Chekfleet pierced Latu's throat with a sword, but the speed was so fast that many people didn't realize how this swift sword happened.

die! Latu felt that his life was being quickly drawn from his body by invisible palms.

Latu stared blankly at Chekfleet's handsome back with his eyes wide open, it was so handsome! The beauty of blooming gorgeous death flowers!

Whether it was Latu or the dwarves of the other dwarf elders, they couldn't believe what they saw. A human warrior dared to directly attack and kill the head of the dwarf elders!

Crazy! This is really crazy! The dwarves stared angrily at Muna Zhence, the sixth prince of the Zhence Dynasty, who had received a good education, knew what political exchange was, knew how to govern a country, and was a prince who could sacrifice any interests for the development of the country.

The entire dwarf elders didn't care about the dead Latu who fell on the ground, but stared at Mu Nazhence angrily. If they don't give an explanation to the dwarves today, don't kill this young man, and don't give up their energy...

I don't know what it means to be afraid! The elders of the dwarves did not feel the slightest fear when two of them died. Instead, they realized more clearly that this was the best opportunity to force the Zhence Dynasty.

"What are you looking at me for? You are looking for death." Mu Na Zhence shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Che Shuai has already said, are you looking for death? Latu still asks, so Qie Shuai thinks that you dwarves don't know the pronunciation of our Zhence Dynasty's words very well, and told you these dwarves who are currently, temporarily, alive, are you looking for death!"

Mu Nazhence spoke calmly, and suddenly it turned into an angry roar, which shocked the angry dwarf at the same time. Is this really what a wise and discerning prince should say? The greatest dwarf he had ever known, what a dreadful thing?

ps: Chapter 11 is updated today! Not surprisingly! There will be another chapter later! I want a monthly pass!