C1504 End Song with a Flick of His Finger
chapter 1504. - Finger Strike to Extinguish Song Zhong
"Sigh! There's only one dragon left here. Black Treasure and the others have all stayed in Holy Dragon Continent. I wonder when we will be able to meet again!"
Zhang Xing could not help feeling a little melancholy when he thought of this.
"I think... as long as Boss can quickly recover the cultivation level and become a god, he should be able to find his way back."
The Jinbao comforted him.
"Hopefully..."
"My current body is a little strange."
"The cultivation level is low, my physical body is strong, and my mental energy realm is low. It seems like I can't feel the realm after the second step."
"I still need to cultivate again in the near future!"
Zhang Xing shook his head. However, it was also good to cultivate again. Perhaps he could gain a deeper understanding.
He looked at the rows of ninety-nine dark blue dragon egg waiting to be hatched in the castle.
He then looked at the lottery system.
He didn't know why, but the experience points stored inside had been cleared.
The other situations in the System did not change.
The next step of the mission was to nurture this dark blue dragon egg.
There was no notification from the system. It was unknown what kind of dragon it was.
But now was not the time. He had to send that Black Door elder away first.
This period of time didn't seem to be short, but it was only a matter of a moment.
He looked at Song Zhong.
Song Zhong immediately became nervous. This kid must be pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
A person who was able to survive after being slapped by an Early Purification Fighter with all his strength must be in the Reflection State!
It had to be in the Reflection State!
Apart from this realm, even the late-stage Purification Fighter could not block that palm.
Apart from fear, there was only sorrow in his heart.
He started from the Postnatal Qi Practitioners and had to put in a lot of effort to cultivate to the Xiantian realm.
This process took nearly twenty years.
After that, he spent another twenty years to advance from the early Xiantian realm, middle Xiantian realm, and late Xiantian realm to the early Purification realm.
But now, this young man in front of him was missing a right arm. No matter how one looked at it, the right leg that was still limping did not seem to be over 20 years old.
He was actually in the f * cking Illumination Realm!
The heavens were unfair!
Under the eyes of the Situated Illumination Realm, no matter how much he struggled, he would die. He was already disheartened.0
But suddenly, he remembered that there was still a hostage beside him.
His only arm immediately grabbed white-clothed woman to block in front of him.
"Let me go, or else I will kill her. No one will know treasure's secret!"
Song Zhong said with a stern expression.
"Hehe..."
Zhang Xing smiled.
"Do you believe that I can kill you before you attack?"
"I don't believe it!"
Song Zhong held white-clothed woman's throat tightly. "If you dare to move, she will die!"
white-clothed woman's injuries had not healed yet. At this moment, her face was even paler.
She bit her lips hard, and a trace of expectation flashed across her eyes as she looked at Zhang Xing.
"Sigh!"
Zhang Xing shook his head. "It's the same whether you believe it or not. If I tell you to die, you will die!"
He flicked his finger lightly.
The hope in white-clothed woman's eyes instantly disappeared and turned into helplessness and despair!
She did not expect Zhang Xing to be so heartless and not care about her life and death.
Song Zhong was also shocked. This brat was too ruthless. Sure enough, the higher the cultivation level, the more ruthless it would be.
Since you don't care about her life and death, then I'll throw caution to the wind. It's worth it to have a beauty as a companion to die.
In a flash, the fingers that were grabbing white-clothed woman exerted force and wanted to snap her throat.
But at this moment, there was suddenly a poof sound in his ear.
Song Zhong felt all the strength in his body disappear in an instant.
He felt a pain on his back, as if his heart had been pierced through. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
Sure enough, a thumb-sized hole appeared in his eyes.
"You..."
Song Zhong's finger fell from white-clothed woman's throat powerlessly, and his body fell to the ground, dead.
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