Chapter 580: Grandpa spares his life
? "Look for death!"
The Young Tiger Man Saint Monarch was furious: "A dead monkey with only a soul left, even if you use secret methods to improve your strength to become a Saint Monarch, how can you be the opponent of this monarch?
"Let your motherfucker stink! I don't know what to do, I'll kill you!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from the diffuse dark red 'color' soul power, and a sharp white light swept the ground to cover the young tiger man saint monarch, but it was the nine eyes hidden in the shadows, and he shot out angrily.
"What? What kind of means is this, and a person?"
The young Tiger Man Saint Monarch was taken aback, in the War Soul 'Mystery' realm, the dark red 'color' soul power greatly limited his perception, and the Sky Split, Nine Eyes and the others were originally Jun Mo's war souls, and in the War Soul 'Mystery' realm, they were like a fish in water, and they suddenly made a move, making the Tiger Man Saint Monarch immediately hit.
Ninety-nine days eyes open!
This white light was the light emitted by the vertical eyes of the Nine-Eyed Saint Monarch's eyebrows.
At this time, the white light had no attack power, only restraint and imprisonment, firmly fixing the young tiger man saint monarch in the center of the 'maze' realm of the battle soul.
"Wrong! There are two more!"
The voice of the Nine-Headed Saint Monarch sounded suddenly, and a snake tail formed by the condensation of dark red 'color' soul power appeared silently behind the Young Tiger Man Saint Monarch, and with a bang, it 'pumped' heavily on the body of the Young Tiger Man Saint Monarch.
"What? Three Saint Monarch-level battle souls, how is this possible, even if the strength is improved with secret methods, it is impossible!"
The Young Tiger Man Saint Monarch roared violently, vomiting blood and flying upside down, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that in this human boy Battle Soul 'Mystery' realm, he actually met three Battle Spirit Saint Monarchs who had been promoted by secret methods and were almost the same as his strength!
Damn it, it's the Holy Monarch!
It's not a little saint and a big sage who grabbed a handful, when did the Saint Monarch become so worthless? In the strange battle soul secret realm of a mere three-star little soul control venerable, there were three.
"What's impossible? Grandson, how can Lao Tzu's methods be understood by a little kid like you?"
"Yes, first 'make' him half dead, and then skin his soul alive, this kind of fresh soul, as a snack, is the most delicious!"
"It makes sense, the young master seems to have planted a very remarkable tree recently, we stripped his soul and drank it, this looks like a good 'flesh' body, just split it to make 'flowers' and 'fat', presumably it is the best!"
"Haha! Very good, just do it! Do it, '' him!"
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Splitting the sky, the Nine Eyes and the Nine Heads of the Three Demon Clan Saints, smiling fiercely, appeared in the 'Mystery' realm of the Battle Soul, and surrounded the shocked young Tiger Saint Monarch.
"Ah! you ...... You ......"
The young Tiger Man Saint Monarch's eyes widened suddenly, and he roared in disbelief: "I know you, I know who you are! You are all the most powerful Saint Monarch of my demon clan at the end of ancient times, the Heaven Splitting Saint Monarch, the Nine-Eyed Saint Monarch, and the Nine-Headed Saint Monarch! However, haven't you been suppressed by the human race with supreme immortal weapons? How could you be here? But you have become the war spirit of this human boy!"
"Uh, I didn't expect you to know us!"
Splitting the sky, the nine eyes and the nine-headed three holy monarchs were slightly stunned at the same time, and the splitting sky followed with a grin: "Very good, for the sake of this, I will give you two choices, kneel down immediately, surrender to the young master, be the slave of the young master, and never betray forever, second, that is, death, the 'flesh' body will become 'flower' and 'fat', and the soul will also be taken down and cultivated into a self-conscious war spirit!"
"Yes, for the sake of you recognizing our identity, life and death, or do you want to be an ignorant war spirit puppet and an independent war spirit?"
"Yes, surrender or die, choose immediately, we don't have time to talk to you!"
The Nine-Eyed and Nine-Headed Saint Monarch also said on the side.
"Hahahaha!"
The young Tiger Man Saint Monarch suddenly burst out laughing, his expression was as hideous as he was, he spat it violently, and roared:
"Surrender or die! How can you say that the three of you are the most powerful saint monarch of my demon clan at the end of antiquity, but I didn't expect that now I have been reduced to being a lackey under the command of a humble and weak human being, being a war spirit, surviving for the rest of your life, where are your arrogance, backbone and glory gone? Fight with me, today I will die, and I will not give in, and I can't afford to lose this face with you!"
The Young Tiger Man Saint Monarch roared, and under the suppression of the three great Saint Monarchs of the Splitting Heaven, the Nine Eyes, and the Nine Heads, he actually rose like a rainbow and completely burst out.
"Presumptuous! The young master's respect and nobility are beyond the comprehension of a humble existence like yours!"
"Looking for death! A low-level saint monarch, in Lao Tzu's year, is just worthy of being a dog who watches the 'door'! It is also worthy of talking about the glory of the demon clan!"
"I'll fuck you uncle! damn it, your face, you have a fucking face, I'll kick your face!"
Splitting the sky, the nine eyes and the nine heads burst out almost at the same time, exuding a suffocating aura, and the overwhelming soul power surged from all directions, suppressing the young Tiger Man Saint Monarch again, unable to move at all, with a fist and kick, a landslide and tsunami, falling on the body of the Tiger Man Saint Monarch.
Splitting the sky, nine eyes and nine heads, in ancient times, were all famous demon clan saints, and now they are being ridiculed by a rising star, a low-level demon clan saint, what kind of demon clan's face, damn it, a junior junior, also deserves to know the face of the demon clan?
It is said that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the younger generations had the courage to ridicule them in the secret realm of the young master on their home field, and the three guys were really angry.
Bang bang bang!
In less than ten breaths, the young tiger man Shengjun was beaten into a puddle of mud by a violent fist and kick, and there was not even a single intact bone or intact muscle 'flesh' on his body.
"Get out of here, get on your knees!"
Splitting the sky roared angrily, and the big hand that was as black as ink probed, directly grabbed the body of the young tigerman saint monarch like thin mud, and pulled it hard, and the soul of the tiger man who was as high as a zhang Xu and was dying was grabbed by the neck of the splitting sky.
The Heaven Splitting Saint Monarch is the most 'refined' soul Saint Monarch of the demon clan at the end of antiquity, even if he has been 'lost' for so many years, but his means of dealing with the soul have not been forgotten in the slightest, but in tens of thousands of years of sealing, he has figured out more powerful means, so he easily grabbed the soul of the Tiger Man Saint Monarch, stripped it from the 'flesh' body with the supreme law, sealed the strength, and threw it to the ground like a dead pig.
The soul of the Tiger Man Saint Monarch trembled violently, trembling, he pounced, knelt down in the 'maze' realm, kowtowed to the Splitting Sky and the others again and again, begging for mercy, where can you still see half a point of majesty just now!
"Spare my life! Grandpa spare my life! I know it's wrong, I beg grandpa to spare my life!"
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