Chapter 987: Broken Soul
"That's enough."
Suddenly, everything around them froze, whether it was the explosion of qi waves, the flames of the Hundred Miles Blood Charm, or the ice and snow of the Hundred Miles Snow Hime, they all stopped with the words of the Immortal Palace Lord, as if time had stopped.
But I didn't feel a little pressure, except for the pain in my head and I couldn't move the nest, I didn't feel a trace of other damage, but looking at the Baili Xueji Baili Blood Charm who fixed the body, as well as Xiong Yanbi and the zombie men not far away, I knew that they must have experienced a very powerful secret technique.
Call.
The gathered qi waves and violent energy were dispersed by the Wusheng Palace Lord's sleeves, and the entire hall regained its clarity again, but at this moment, the Wusheng Palace Lord looked extremely embarrassed, the cyan robe had been stained with black and gray smoke stains, and there were many sesame-sized holes, which looked very shabby, and there was no longer the appearance of the fairy bone Dao Feng just now.
The hair was messy, scattered and split on the shoulders, and the most important thing was that I saw that a small piece of his mask had been blown apart, although it was only the size of a thumb nail, but it made me see the shriveled skin, like the withered bark of a 10,000-year-old tree, which looked extraordinarily vicissitudes.
There was only a ten-centimeter position in front of the Wusheng Palace Lord, and Jun Wan's fist stopped there, if the Wusheng Palace Lord used the secret method in a late breath, then this punch would definitely hit him in the face, completely shattering his mask and revealing his true face.
"Repression."
The master of the Wusheng Palace pressed his hands lightly, and all the people who were fixed fell to the ground, although his eyes were full of unwillingness, but at this moment, he had no way, and he couldn't even say a word.
At this time, I found out that it was not how powerful the secret technique of the Wusheng Palace Master was, but that the Wusheng Palace took the initiative to use the formation of the Wusheng Palace, which was extremely strong, and it was able to solidify the starry sky, and it was precisely because of the existence of this formation that the Wusheng Palace Master escaped the siege of everyone, but it could also be seen that the Wusheng Palace Master did not have no way to deal with it, but he did not want to pay too much strength.
It can be seen that this lifeless palace master is a pragmatist, he likes to use the least power to get the maximum harvest, and he is never willing to do it himself if he can use other forces.
"It's stupid to attack me in my lifeless palace." The Immortal Palace Lord snorted coldly, the cyan robe on his body was constantly repairing, and the mask on his face was also constantly repairing, covering the bare skin.
The Lord of the Immortal Palace seemed to like the cyan robe on his body very much, and danced gently to see if it had been repaired perfectly, and only calmed down when he was sure that there was nothing left.
Looking at the appearance of the Wusheng Palace Lord wearing a gun-colored robe, it reminded me of the man in green shirt walking among the peony flowers, could it be that the man in green shirt is the Wusheng Palace Master?
I'm a little unsure, although the two people look very similar, but there is a big difference in temperament, the man in the green shirt is free and natural, and although the master of the Wusheng Palace is trying his best to imitate, he still doesn't have that temperament, it's like a cat imitating a tiger, not just a king is a tiger, that kind of essential thing can't be imitated.
The Wusheng Palace Lord stood quietly in the main hall, Baili Xueji and they were all crawling around, but the Wusheng Palace Lord was not interested in paying attention to it at all, but said in a cold voice: "Since you have already made the consciousness of death by doing it to me, then go and die." ”
"Stop, if you're going to kill them, I'm going to kill myself right now, so you don't get anything." I was already in pain and was about to fall to the ground, but now I stood up suddenly, I must not let Baili Yukihime and them die.
"You don't have the ability to threaten me at all, and in this lifeless palace, you can't kill yourself if you want to." The Wusheng Palace Lord snorted coldly, and glanced at the people around him: "If you commit the following crimes, you should be punished." ”
"If you dare to try it, I'll definitely die to show you," I held the Compoto wooden sword against my eyebrows, "You should know that the current Compoto wooden sword is not a Dao Sect holy artifact, it is a demon soldier, it can devour the Lord, and once it starts, even you can't stop it." ”
The eyes of the Immortal Palace Lord became colder and colder, "You dare to threaten me," there was a trace of contradiction and struggle in the murderous eyes, but in the end he still compromised, because he knew that the Compoto Wooden Sword was originally a combination of the Daomen Holy Relic and the Demon Soldier, as the top Daomen Holy Relic, the Demon Soldier attribute was also the top talent match, for such a Demon Soldier, the Wusheng Palace Master was not sure to control it, once I succeeded in committing suicide with the Compoto Wooden Sword, all his plans failed.
Hmph, the Wusheng Palace Lord snorted coldly, and pressed down with one hand, Baili Xueji and the others spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and even Junxiu's body made a clicking sound, and it turned out that the bones were crushed.
As the thousand-year-old zombie king, Jun Wan's body is definitely hard and abnormal, but now it has been easily crushed to the bone, which shows how powerful the formation of this Immortal Palace is.
"I can let them go, but you have to cooperate with my next move, or they will all die."
The Lord of the Immortal Palace said coldly, and in the blink of an eye, he used Baili Xueji and them as bargaining chips to blackmail me.
I can only nod and agree, there is no more important life in my heart, not to mention that I have no choice at all now, even if I don't agree, what can I do, it is not that my soul will be melted.
"You went to great lengths to get me born, and you worked hard to get me to get the Composto Wooden Sword, and now you want to melt my soul, what are you going to do?" I gritted my teeth, endured the heart-rending pain of my soul, and questioned the Lord of the Immortal Palace loudly.
The Immortal Palace Lord looked at me coldly, "Dissolve your soul just to make my soul whole." ”
"Your soul is complete, has your soul been wounded?" I know that I will die, and now I also have a kind of relief of resignation, so I simply ask before I die, to see why I died.
The Immortal Palace Lord is so powerful, it is definitely not easy for someone who can hurt his soul, and this kind of secret cannot hide my curiosity even in my current situation.
Unexpectedly, the Immortal Palace Lord shook his head heavily: "No, no one can hurt my soul." ”
"Could it be that you have cultivated a special secret method that makes your soul missing?" I asked again, the lack of soul may also be due to the cultivation of secret methods, for example, Baili Blood Charm made the soul lose its hearing because it became the demon heart of the demon array, although the metaphor is inappropriate, it can also show that the soul may be missing because of some secret methods.
"No, my soul is born crippled."