‘Thorn’

The sharp sword cuts the soft armor on the abdomen.

After death, the firmness of the soft armor on the abdomen was greatly reduced, and it was also a key position. Xiong Qi's transformation of the Gang Qi could be broken.

After a while, the ice-blue inner elixir was exposed as the size of a fist. Xiong Qigang Qi turned into a hand shape and grabbed the inner elixir from the body of Xiaoyue's back centipede.

"It's pretty pretty!"

Looking at the crystal ice blue inner pill, Xiong Qi murmured to himself, then put the inner pill into the backpack on his shoulder.

At the same time, a small bronze gourd was taken out from the backpack.

'boom'

Purple flames rose all over the sky, quickly burning the breath of this area.

“Huh?”

Hungrying ten feet in the air, Xiong Qi looked at the centipede corpse on the ground in surprise. The ghost fire purple flames burned everything, and even the soil and rocks could be burned into slurry, but the corpse was not damaged at all.

"It's a good material for making protective treasures!"

Xiong Qi thought to himself.

However, thinking about the moon-back centipede in the depths of the western wasteland, he quickly gave up this idea.

Just kidding, if you really want to use this thing to make a body-protecting treasure, I am afraid that the next moment, the Yuanshen Demon King will come to you.

'boom'

The Gangqi turned into a hammer and burst out a large pit hundreds of feet long and dozens of feet deep on the ground. Xiong Qi threw the corpse of Xiaoyue's back centipede in and then filled the pit.

After doing all this, Xiong Qi turned around and flew towards the east quickly.

...

Deep in the western wasteland, more than 500,000 miles away from Xiongqi.

Among the vast mountains and ridges, a huge mountain that is thousands of feet high and reaches the sky. A huge black palace is built on the top of the mountain.

Deep in the palace, a thin Taoist with a sinister face and a moon-white pattern between his eyebrows was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Just as the Xiaoyue-backed centipede died, the thin Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on?"

The thin Taoist looked surprised.

"Why is the blood boiling, as if something big happened? Bloodline? Could it be that something happened to the little guy?"

The thin Taoist frowned, and his divine thoughts poked out the storage ring, took out something, and then his face changed drastically.

What he took out was a jade token, which was already broken into pieces at this moment!

"The soul card of the birth of the soul is broken? Is the little guy dead?"

The thin Taoist trembled with his hand holding the jade token, and quickly took out a bronze mirror. He raised his fingers and then an inexplicable mysterious fluctuation appeared in the air.

"Bloodline tracking method, now!"
Chapter completed!