Zuo Han let out a low laugh as he walked out of the hole in the wall.

Seeing Zuo Han's appearance, everyone couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see that the flesh and blood of his hands had been completely crushed, and his arms were also twisted and blurred, but the flesh and blood were lost, revealing not white bones, but a pair of dark golden metal claws, although there was blood on them, they could still identify dense lines, which were all traces of the etching of the magic circle.

"How can this be!" Kacha exclaimed, looking at Zuo Han's hands incredulously.

Ye Wentian said coldly: "Not only did he train his own daughter to be a monster, but he also trained himself into a monster!

Zuo Han showed his hands in front of everyone, revealing a smug look: "What do you know, this is the most perfect state, now I am a living humanoid weapon, and I can continue to evolve, and eventually become a humanoid emperor, and become the only one in the world forever! You stupid human beings, you can't appreciate my great creation at all, what is there to be nostalgic for my flesh and blood? Like me, sooner or later I can become a god!"

Then, under the shocked gaze of everyone, the muscles on Zuo Han's shoulder suddenly bulged like a tumor, and then squirmed forward along his arm like a living thing, wrapping his entire arm in between breaths.

"I am immortal, I can recover from any injury in an instant!Is there a more perfect life form than this?" The minced flesh fell off and withered, and the new flesh soon formed new hands.

Kacha only felt sick to his stomach for a while, and almost vomited: "It's such a disgusting monster, there is really no psychological barrier at all to kill you now!"

Zuo Han laughed: "Kill me, it's up to the two of you, hahahahaha!" The rolling sound shook the real hall and trembled, and the strong spiritual power gushed out, condensing into a sixty-five-inch spiritual flame above his head, and the huge coercion and anger spread to the surroundings, smashing all the vases and porcelain in the hall.

Level sixty-five, Six-Ring Spirit King!

Ye Wentian frowned and shouted, "You are not the Spirit Emperor!" He clearly remembered that after the Alchemy Competition, Zuo Han obviously fell from the sky! Flying in the air, except for flying martial spirits, only the Spirit Emperor could do it.

"Yes and no!" Zuo Han spread out his hands, and his feet gradually floated off the ground, "I used to be the Spirit Emperor, but in order to become a humanoid weapon, I had to give up all my cultivation and spirit ring, but now, I have more potential, and I have endless lives, and it is easy to re-cultivate to the Spirit Emperor!"

As Zuo Han rose, the majestic spiritual power rose into the sky, directly blowing the roof to pieces, and fragments of broken wood fell like rain.

Ye Wentian and Kacha glanced at each other, nodded tacitly: "Up!" and then rushed towards Zuo Han.

"Get Miss Ben down!" Kacha held the war knife in one hand, and threw out a long whip in the other hand to wrap around Zuo Han's ankle, and the dark red spiritual flame rose thirty-three inches, spreading along the long whip.

Taking advantage of Zuo Han's failure to fly high, Ye Wentian stepped on the side wall with his strength, and volleyed his body and punched Zuo Han's lower abdomen.

"Ninefold Spiral Kill!" Ye Wentian was in the air, his muscles were like taut steel bars, this punch seemed to be slow and fast, giving people a strange feeling of wanting to vomit blood, only to see a heavy white ripple spread out from the fist, a total of nine! The nine white ripples were stacked on top of each other, just like a rain of Borurama flowers, beautiful and full of danger.

The surging fist roared out like a furious dragon out of the sea, and the piercing sonic boom directly stunned the alchemist on the ground.

The Nine-Fold Spiral Kill and the Drill Fist Nine-Fold Explosion seem similar, but the power is actually ten times greater, and while the huge attack power brought by breaking through the sound barrier, the load on itself is also extremely terrifying.

"Hahaha, what a strong punch, but do you think you can hurt me a second time?" Zuo Han laughed and pushed out with a palm, and a point of light in the palm of his palm quickly enlarged, turning into a rotating six-pointed star array, and the brilliant colorful light radiated out, which was even more dazzling than the scorching sun in the sky.

The Ninefold Spiral Kill finally collided head-on with the six-pointed star array, and with a deafening roar, a circle of colorful shockwaves spread from the center of the collision like water waves, and the aftermath swept over an unlucky alchemist, silently slashing through his knees, blood shooting out, and his legs were instantly broken in two.

"Ah, my legs, my legs!" the young alchemist covered his wound and screamed, and the other three alchemists who fell to the ground were suddenly frightened and desperately crawled out.

When the last circle of ripples dispersed, Ye Wentian's face was gloomy, the Ninefold Spiral Kill actually didn't break through the Six-Pointed Star Array! This was just Zuo Han's casual palm! He had secretly calculated that with the attack power of the Ninefold Spiral Kill, even if the Sixtie Spirit King could block it, it would not be so easy.

With a bang, three slimy tentacles suddenly stretched out from the center of the six-pointed star array, quickly wrapping around Ye Wentian's arm like an octopus's, and with Ye Wentian's reaction speed, he didn't have time to dodge.

"It's my turn now!" Zuo Han completely ignored the dark red spiritual flame that had begun to burn on his ankle, and his tentacles suddenly tightened, rolling Ye Wentian and shaking it up.

Boom Boom Boom ...... The ground shook violently, and the tentacles waved wildly, smashing Ye Wentian on the ground and on the wall frequently, the wall collapsed and shattered, leaving a large human-shaped pit on the ground, and dust billowing everywhere.

It's not that Ye Wentian doesn't want to get out, but he can't pull out the eighth-level virtual character trick, bullet word trick, and royal character trick in a row, and the slimy liquid on his tentacles is like glue, sticking his arm firmly.

"Dead guy!" Cacca exclaimed, pulling his whip violently, holding the knife in both hands, and the demon knife broke red and slashed off without hesitation.

Facing the frontal blow of the third-order weapon, Zuo Han finally didn't dare to make a hard connection, and moved sideways in the air.

The red blade turned, and the red blade slashed through the tentacles.

With a pop, the disgusting viscous white liquor flew out, and the tentacles were cut in two like tofu.

"Are you alright?" Caccia shouted into the dust.

"It's okay! Made, it's disgusting!" Ye Wentian got out of the collapsed rubble of the wall, grabbed the tentacles stuck to his arm and pulled it down, but he couldn't help but get angry, and a hot black and red flame rolled out, wrapping his entire arm in it.

With a crackling pop, a fishy, burnt smell permeated the room.

The tentacles finally turned into black ash in the flames, and Ye Wentian said hesitantly: "It seems that I have to be a little more serious!

The golden spiritual flame rolled out angrily, rising a full thirty-three inches, enveloping Ye Wentian in it, like a god wearing golden armor.

The left hand stretched out, and gradually turned into a golden cast, and three spirit rings rose from under his feet.

When he saw the color of the spirit ring, Kacha covered his mouth again in disbelief, and even Zuo Han shouted, "Impossible!" The baron's face changed even more, and he quickly escaped under the protection of the Blood Blade.

The colors of the three spirit rings are: blue, blue, and black!

That's right, it's black! Black as ink! It represents a black spirit ring with a spiritual power value greater than 10,000!

Ring of All Souls!