Chapter 1,71 Soft Face Iron

The Dwarf Dark Elf King was embedded in the strange wall. The Dwarf Dark Elf King's spiritual power cultivation has reached the divine realm, but even so, he still can't escape.

A Zhuang wanted to help, but the Dwarf Dark Elf King told him not to do anything.

A Zhuang stood aside, anxious, but there was no way. He knew that with his own strength, he would definitely not be able to save the dwarf Dark Elf King.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King looked at A Zhuang and suddenly smiled: "Do you know what this wall is made of?"

A Zhuang shook his head blankly: "I don't know." A Zhuang really didn't know. The wall that was horizontal in front of him was very soft when touched by his hands, but it shone with a metallic light.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King suddenly sighed: "If I read it right, this wall is a whole piece of soft-faced god iron!"

A Zhuang looked at the black wall in front of him with a look of surprise and said, "Soft face...Shen Iron?"

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sighed: "I heard that the soft-faced god iron is a treasure in the divine world. A little bit of the soft-faced god iron is a priceless treasure."

A Zhuang was even more surprised: "A little soft-faced magic iron...is a priceless treasure?"

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sighed, "Not bad."

A Zhuang widened his eyes, looking at the wall up and down, left and right, back and forth. Who would have thought that this wall was actually a treasure from the divine world. A soft-faced divine iron! To be honest, this wall feels like touching a person's face.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King suddenly said, "Since there are treasures from the God Realm here, there must be people from the God Realm."

A Zhuang immediately became nervous: "I heard that people in the divine realm, those with the lowest spiritual power cultivation have reached the divine realm. There are many people in the divine realm."

The Dwarf Dark Elf King smiled bitterly and said, "Now it seems that my cultivation level in the divine realm is in vain."

A Zhuang's eyes flashed and said, "The treasures in the God Realm are here, and there are not necessarily great gods in the God Realm. It's like the colorful crown of the treasures of the prehistoric world. It has been in the dark world for many years, but no one has ever come to the dark world in the prehistoric world."

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sneered, "Can you be sure?"

A Zhuang was stunned: "I guessed it, I guess it's... like this."

The dwarf dark elf king said lightly: "The masters from the prehistoric world come to the dark world. Don't say it's you, or I, you may not be able to discover it."

A Zhuang looked at the Dwarf Dark Elf King with a wry smile, and didn't know what to say.

In the Demon Continent, spiritual power cultivation can reach the divine realm, which is the peak existence, but if you reach the divine realm and the prehistoric realm, it will be too small to mention.

A Zhuang looked at the dwarf Dark Elf King embedded in the soft-faced god iron, and he couldn't help but reach out.

A Zhuang released his spiritual power, concentrated it on his palms and five fingers, and then grabbed it on the soft-faced divine iron.

A Zhuang's spiritual power cultivation has reached the spiritual realm, and he is also considered a strong man in the Demon Continent. If a strong man in the Spirit Realm concentrates all his spiritual power on his palms and five fingers, not to mention ordinary walls, even walls made of steel will be scratched and cracked. But now, when A Zhuang's full force is used to grab the soft-faced god iron, the soft-faced god iron has not changed at all, but A Zhuang's five fingers are broken in one stroke.

Who would have thought that this soft-faced magic iron that feels like a human face has such a hard texture.

This soft-faced magic iron not only has a hard texture, but also has a terrifying rebound power. It is the terrifying rebound power that broke A Zhuang's five fingers. The five fingers of A Zhuang's right hand were hanging down like noodles.

A Zhuang couldn't feel the pain, and his huge fear had already flooded him like a flood.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King groaned and a mouthful of blood spurted out. This huge rebound force not only cut off A Zhuang's five fingers, but also hit the back of the Dwarf Dark Elf King.

A Zhuang retreated, his face turned pale.

He never dreamed that his recklessness would cause such a big disaster, not only hurt himself, but also the Dwarf Dark Elf King.

The dwarf Dark Elf King sprayed blood on the ground. His eyes, which were originally bright and dimmed, gradually became dim.

A Zhuang hurriedly ran over. He wanted to pull the Dwarf Dark Elf King, but he didn't dare.

"I just want to... save... save you... but..."

A Zhuang hesitated and looked at the Dwarf Dark Elf King with a guilty look on his face.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King looked at A Zhuang with his big dull eyes and said with a wry smile: "I don't blame you...I know you want to save me...your hand..."

The face of the Dwarf Dark Elf suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Your finger..."

A Zhuang shook the five broken fingers and said in a crying voice: "My hand... is already disabled..."

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sighed, "Not only is your hand ruined, but also..."

A Zhuang's face changed drastically and he said in a trembling voice: "And...what?" He looked at the Dwarf's Dark Elf King, and his face showed a look of horror.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sighed, "And... you're poisoned!"

A Zhuang exclaimed: "Are you poisoned? When... I... poisoned?"

The Dwarf Dark Elf King's Word: "When your hand hits the soft-faced god iron."

A Zhuang exclaimed: "Why...I didn't feel it..."

The Dwarf Dark Elf King looked at A Zhuang, and there was already a look of sympathy in his eyes: "You didn't feel it, but I already saw it."

A Zhuang said in a trembling voice: "What have you... seen?"

The Dwarf Dark Elf King said: "I saw your face."

A Zhuang said in surprise: "My face? My face...what's wrong?"

The Dwarf Dark Elf King sighed, "You can see it yourself."

A Zhuang said puzzledly: "There is no mirror here...what do I think about it myself?"

The King of the Dwarf Dark Elf said: "You can see your face when you look at the soft-faced god iron."

A Zhuang quickly put his face close to the soft-faced magic iron. The soft-faced magic iron really reflected A Zhuang's face. It was reflected very clearly.

A Zhuang's eyes suddenly widened. He then realized that at some point his face had turned black. The color of his face was the same as the soft-faced god iron in front of him.

Who can imagine that this soft-faced magic iron is still poisonous!
Chapter completed!