The ruthless killing of blood and fire in the sword light and shadow!

The undefeated will of my own in heaven and earth!

...

At this moment, Wang Le understood what it means to look at this middle-aged man with a glance?!

Wang Le did not hide and looked directly at the middle-aged man wearing a black dragon robe and bearded face, saying slowly word by word: "The First Emperor Ying Zheng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic, low and thick voice suddenly exploded in Wang Le's mind and said, "Do you know me?"

"Uh, it's him!" Wang Le was shocked and then looked into the middle-aged man sitting opposite him in the main seat, and said to himself: "I'll just turn it over. It's not an illusion, but a real body, but he's obviously dead! Why did he speak suddenly?"

Just as I thought of this, a low and thick voice sounded again: "Don't doubt, I have been dead for a long time, and now it's just a soul talking to you."

"Soul?" Wang Le couldn't help but be stunned, then was shocked again, blurting out: "How do you know what I am thinking?"

"Hahaha." Ying Zheng let out a low laugh and replied faintly: "Because I have the supernatural power of reading the mind."

After a pause, Ying Zheng said again: "Your eyes on breaking false Dharma and my mind-reading knowledge are both unique to the real dragon."

"Only those who are like you and me who are provoking the blood of the true dragon in the inner world will have the opportunity to obtain such true dragon power."

"Spiritual powers? Excited the true dragon bloodline in the body?" Wang Le felt a little confused when he heard Ying Zheng say this.

What followed was the terror of thinking, because what one thoughts could not conceal Ying Zheng, who had the supernatural power of reading the mind.

Just when Wang Le was extremely alert, Ying Zheng sighed and said in a complicated tone: "Although the Chinese people living in this abandoned land are all descendants of the ancient real dragon, I didn't expect that there would be someone who could inspire the only trace of true dragon bloodline in the ***."

"I was surprised and surprised by your appearance!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and asked, "Since you mean, aren't you from our abandoned land?"

Ying Zheng smiled softly and said, "You are very smart. Of course I am not from this abandoned land, but we all have the same bloodline and the descendants of the dragon."

A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: "Since ancient times, we have been said by word of mouth that we are all descendants of dragons. It's true, not just groundless things to play with fake things!"

Given that Ying Zheng has the so-called True Dragon Divine Power, Wang Le certainly did not dare to think deeply, so as not to be known to the other party.

Then Wang Le was alert. While searching for where Ying Zheng’s soul was hidden through the Defiance-Breaking Dharma Eye, he asked: “What kind of existence is the soul? What else is the so-called True Dragon supernatural power besides the Defiance-Breaking Dharma Eye and the Mind Reading Power?”

Ying Zheng's soul was silent for a few seconds and replied: "Everyone and every demon clan have their own soul, but only after cultivation can one change its invisible soul into a tangible real existence."

After a pause, Ying Zheng continued: "The first step to transform the soul into a tangible existence is to condense one's own spiritual consciousness. As the cultivation level continues to improve, the condensed spiritual consciousness naturally transforms and is called the Nascent Soul."

"Ninyingchi?" Wang Le couldn't help but think of the Jindan Yuanying realm in Taoism in the secular world. It turned out that these were not baseless fabrications. They were all true and did not fool people.

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking about it, Ying Zheng sneered and said contemptuously: "Even my soul cannot transform into a Nascent Soul, don't think about it."

Before Wang Le could respond, Ying Zheng suddenly changed his tone and said in a striking tone: "I didn't expect that you could inspire the bloodline of the true dragon in **, and also gain the delusion-breaking eye in the real dragon's magical power. Even a genius outside the abandoned land would not have such luck."

Wang Le smiled and took the initiative to change the topic without answering, "After saying so much, you should also know why the younger generation came here for?"

At this time, Ying Zheng's soul was silent for a while again, and then said in a deep voice: "You can think of the spiritual skills I have practiced, but you have to agree to one of my requests!"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not agree immediately, but replied without any objection: "What are the requirements for seniors? It can be said that if it is within the scope of the juniors' ability, they will definitely do their best."

At this time, the palace fell into silent silence again. Wang Le's perspective supernatural ability of the Dharma Eye of Breaking the False Eye failed for the first time, and he looked through every corner of the palace, but he did not find Ying Zheng's soul.

However, Wang Le did not feel any surprise, because since Ying Zheng had seen through his magical power of breaking false Dharma, it was reasonable to have a way to deal with it.

"It's true that there are people outside of people, there's God beyond heaven!" Wang Le sighed silently in his heart with emotion.

At this moment, when Wang Le was deeply afraid of Ying Zheng's supernatural power of reading the mind, he did not dare to have any other ideas except to sigh without any solution. He could only take one step at a time and adapt to the situation.

Just after Wang Le waited patiently for a few minutes, the voice of Ying Zheng's soul sounded again in Wang Le's mind, and he slowly said: "My request for you is to help me find the whole human skin with fresh blood flowing on it."

"Human skin?" Wang Le was shocked and then reacted instantly, forcing himself not to think too much, for fear that Ying Zheng would learn about the experiences he had had.

Then Wang Le asked calmly: "The whole human skin flowing with fresh blood? Are you conscious of finding someone casually and then peeling off the skin on his body? Is this too cruel, right?"

Ying Zheng's soul can certainly feel the fluctuations in Wang Le's heart through the mind reading, but there is no doubt that there is it. After all, he suddenly heard that he wanted to be alone, so of course he couldn't calm down.

It would be strange if Wang Le looked calm and calm as usual.

At this time, Ying Zheng replied: "No, all the fresh human skins I want are buried in the tomb."

"Oh? He was actually buried in the tomb. What do you say?" Wang Le asked with interest.

Ying Zheng's soul replied in a deep voice: "The owners of the tombs, like me, are just passers-by in this abandoned land. Sooner or later, they will leave here and return to their hometown."

At this moment, a huge wave broke out in Wang Le's heart, and he used his greatest perseverance to force himself not to think too much!

He didn't want Ying Zheng to know the biggest secret deep in his heart!
Chapter completed!