Chapter 682: Demon Soul Dao Monarch
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Nie Feng smiled, stepped out, and was about to leave, he just felt curious, the man in the room obviously had a strong demonic aura on his body, which was incompatible with the kind of holy aura of Tianxuan Holy Land.
Holy Maiden Xuanlan, is it messed up with the demon head of the demon clan?
Nie Feng shook his head slightly, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and walked over quickly.
"Lan'er, I need some souls recently, I heard that you have a lot of servants, can you give me some?"
In the room, a voice suddenly came, it was the mysterious demon man, the Demon Soul Daojun!
"Well, I've got a list here, you can pick some of them, but give you a hundred servants at most, or I won't have enough people around me!"
Xuan Lan seemed to have a very good relationship with the Demon Soul Dao Monarch, and even promised to give the Demon Soul Dao Monarch a hundred servants.
Nie Feng stopped, keeping an eye on him, the last time he communicated with Jing'er, he remembered that Jing'er's owner seemed to be Xuanlan!
I don't know how many servants Xuanlan has under his hands, if Jing'er is among them, then Nie Feng can't say it, he wants to rescue Jing'er.
Nie Feng has a good impression of Jing'er, this little girl is simple-hearted and very pitiful.
There was no sound in the room, and I didn't know which servants the Demon Soul Dao Monarch had chosen. After a short time, Xuanlan sent an order to ask a hundred servants to come over.
Nie Feng hid in the distance, hiding his aura, and after the points, a group of servants came over, and among them was Jing'er.
Nie Feng's eyes flickered with coldness, and he made up his mind that even if he took the risk, he would rescue Jing'er, he knew what it meant to be alive, if he wanted to get a soul, he had to let the living human beings suffer endless suffering, and after the pain reached the limit, he would increase his resentment, so that he could extract the soul.
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch extracted the living soul, presumably in order to enhance his cultivation, but such a method was too vicious, and most of the exercises cultivated by the people in the Demon Clan were so evil.
Jing'er walked over, her face calm, of course she didn't know what her master had summoned her, and she didn't realize the danger coming.
Nie Feng turned his heart sideways, even if he completely offended the Tianxuan Holy Land, he couldn't care too much, he couldn't watch Jing'er jump into the fire pit.
"Buzz!"
Outside the room, a powerful aura permeated out, it was the Dao Weapon Small Tower!
Nie Feng sacrificed the small tower in order to attract the attention of the Demon Soul Dao Monarch and Xuan Lan, and sure enough, after the small tower appeared, a powerful aura unique to the Dao weapon permeated the air, and Xuan Lan and the Demon Soul Dao Monarch in the room were all overjoyed in their hearts and quickly rushed out.
Dao artifacts are precious, and there are not many in the Tianxuan Holy Land, and now, the aura of Dao artifacts has appeared on the large Netherworld Ship, how can they miss it.
In the past, when Nie Feng was on the large Netherworld Ship, he deliberately suppressed the aura of the small tower and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, so that the two Dao weapons were hidden and not noticed.
Now, the small tower released his breath, and the Demon Soul Dao Monarch was the first to rush over, and he found the small tower that was spinning rapidly in the void, and his eyes suddenly flashed.
"Sure enough, it's a Dao weapon, it seems to be an ownerless Dao weapon!
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch was overjoyed, and at a glance he could see that the small tower did not recognize the master, but was an independent existence with self-awareness.
Artifacts and the like, reaching the level of Dao weapons, are already considered to be a special existence, Xiao Ta's heart is arrogant, and with Nie Feng's strength, he can't make him recognize the master.
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch rushed quickly, desperate, and rushed towards the small tower in the sky, his eyes were full of greed, if he could subdue the Dao weapon, his combat power would skyrocket in an instant!
Xuan Lan stood behind the Demon Soul Dao Monarch and did not make a move, her charming eyes stared at the Demon Soul Dao Monarch, as if she had a trace of love.
Come to think of it, Xuanlan is infatuated with the Demon Soul Dao Monarch and will not compete with the Demon Soul Dao Monarch for Dao weapons.
Moreover, as the Holy Maiden of the Tianxuan Holy Land, Xuan Lan already had a Dao weapon, and her desire for the Dao weapon was not as strong as that of the Demon Soul Dao Monarch.
The small tower bloomed with a pitch-black luster, dazzling people's eyes and ears, and just as the Demon Soul Dao Monarch rushed towards the small tower, Nie Feng's body moved, turned into a light and shadow, and instantly came to Jing'er's side and took her away.
Jing'er exclaimed, I don't know what's going on, as if there was a pair of big hands invisibly, taking her away, and in a blink of an eye, she walked out of a thousand meters away and came to a cabin of a large nether ship.
After stopping, Jing'er found Nie Feng beside her and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, however, there was a look of confusion in her eyes, she didn't know why Nie Feng took herself away, of course, she was not wary of Nie Feng, and knew that Nie Feng was not a bad person.
"Jing'er, your master plans to sacrifice you to the Demon Soul Dao Monarch, that guy, wants to extract your soul!"
As soon as Nie Feng's words fell, Jing'er was shocked, and then her face turned pale, she was also a monk, she understood what it meant to be a living soul, and the master Xuanlan wanted to send her out and treat her as a living soul, which was too sad.
Jing'er has lived in the Tianxuan Holy Land since she was a child, and has served Xuanlan for a long time, in the end, she didn't expect it to end like this, if it weren't for Nie Feng's appearance, Jing'er must really fall into the clutches of the Demon Soul Dao Monarch.
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch asked for a hundred servants, Nie Feng had no choice but to take Jing'er away, the scene at that time, if he wanted to take all the people, it would inevitably alarm Xuanlan.
In fact, when Nie Feng made a move, Xuan Lan's attention was on the Demon Soul Dao Monarch and the small tower, and she didn't pay attention to those servants at all.
Nie Feng took Jing'er away at an extreme speed, and at that moment, Xuanlan didn't notice it at all, but she would definitely know afterwards.
Nie Feng kidnapped Jing'er, and now he was about to leave the large Netherworld, otherwise, he would be found by the powerhouse of the Tianxuan Holy Land, it would not be a joke.
On the large Netherworld Ship, almost all of them were powerhouses of the Tianxuan Holy Land, and the so-called two fists were invincible to the four hands, and Nie Feng was not so arrogant that he thought that he could compete with the Tianxuan Holy Land.
On the other side, the small tower shone brightly, filled with the powerful aura of the Dao weapon, enveloping the entire large Netherworld!
On the large nether ship, there are only a handful of monks with Taoist weapons, and now the small tower is blooming, which suddenly caused a huge commotion, and many monks gathered to snatch the small tower.
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch was the first to rush towards the small tower, but he didn't catch the small tower, his face showed a trace of hideousness, and he planned to suppress the small tower with his strong strength and forcibly take it away!
The Demon Soul Dao Monarch is a three-turn Dao Monarch, and his strength is strong, so he doesn't believe it, and he can't subdue the small tower with his strong strength.
"Buzz!"
A big hand reached over, it was a pitch-black devil's claw, the strength of the Demon Soul Dao Monarch was all over the sky, and he actually wanted to control the small tower by force, in his mind, it didn't matter if he couldn't refine the small tower now, anyway, there would be opportunities in the future.
The small tower was suspended in the air, dripping and spinning, and suddenly rushed towards the Demon Soul Dao Monarch, the small tower was arrogant, it was a special existence between heaven and earth, and it had cultivated its own spiritual wisdom, how could it be afraid of a mere three-turn Dao Jun!
"Damn, it's just a three-turn Daojun, and he still wants to forcibly subdue me, if I hadn't been injured, I would have killed you in one fell swoop!"