A ghost hand grabbed Chu Wangxian's chest at an incredible angle, carrying a blow that was enough to shake the Heavenly Emperor.

Click!

Feng Zhuzhao, the master of the Xuquan Prison, heard the breaking sound, he smiled coldly, and his arm had already been deeply grasped into Chu Wangxian's chest.

"This, how is it possible, not resisted?"

The Demon Emperor Tai Python looked at it incredulously, his whole body was cold, and he couldn't believe it at all, Chu Wangxian, as the ancestor of the Feng Sui people, did not resist this blow.

"Giggles, boy, beg me to spare you. ”

Feng Zhuzhao, the master of the Xuquan Prison, grabbed Chu Wangxian's soul, as long as he used a little force, Chu Wangxian scattered his soul, but Chu Wangxian still had an indifferent expression, completely ignoring it.

Now the wind and candles are in a hurry.

"Boy, who are you? If you don't say it, I'll pull out your three souls and seven spirits one by one. ”

The ghost hand of the Sen Sen Ghost Illuminated by the Wind Candle of the Xuquan Prison Lord was withdrawn little by little, and with a bang, a black mist was pulled out of Chu Wangxian's body.

"This is your three souls and seven souls, I don't say it, I'll feed your soul to the dog. ”

"Wind and candlelight, you have a good little life, but where is your dog. Chu Wangxian looked left and right, and was still in the mood to joke, he patted his chest, and gently flicked away the ghost fog and dust, as if nothing happened.

Feng Candle, the master of the Xuquan Prison, was completely stunned.

The three souls and seven spirits of a person, once one soul is gone, it will inevitably be physically painful and confused, but Chu Wangxian is completely useless.

"Tut-tut!" the Prison Master of the Springs roared.

Immediately, there was a strange "pomegranate" sound.

There was really a dog shit that ran out, this dog was like a wolf, with a white head and a black body, looking very weak, and grinning at Chu Wangxian for a while.

With a miserable scream, Feng Candle scolded and kicked the black dog in the stomach.

"Where did you run, you don't touch the ground all day long. ”

The black dog drooped his head, and the sound of a grenade still came out of his mouth, which he couldn't understand.

The Demon Emperor Python stared at this black dog, because he felt a great threat, this was by no means an ordinary dog.

After an instant, the black dog's body swelled a hundredfold, carrying the wind, stepping on the ground, and where it passed, there seemed to be a starlight falling overhead, swallowed by the black dog, and then overlooking everyone.

"Muren, you have a good appetite. ”

Chu Wangxian looked at the black dog, teased, and shouted the dog's name.

The Demon Emperor Python next to him couldn't help but scream at this moment.

"It turned out to be the tengu of the tengu eating day. ”

Feng Candle Zhao once competed with Emperor Jun for the position of the sun god, and after defeating, the tengu around him naturally had a hatred of swallowing the sun, and he wanted to swallow the sun god Emperor Jun.

Zhang Qiudao also watched cautiously, opening his eyes.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas|The Classic of the West Mountains": "Yin Mountain, there are beasts, its shape is like a raccoon dog and a white head, the name is Tiangu, its sound is like a durian, it can resist evil." ”

This is the Sun-Eclipse Tengu recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, no wonder it can devour starlight.

"You knew it was Tengu Meren, what, tsk, I'm afraid. The wind candle shone and shook the light soul of Chu Wangxian in his hand.

"You are free, why don't we gamble, how about it, the wind and candles. Chu Wangxian was still extremely cold, and there was a sarcastic chuckle in his eyes.

"Bet?" said in a dragging voice.

"Yes, if Tengu can't swallow my soul, count me as a winner, you take me to the other eight prison masters, and do something for me by the way. Chu Wangxian blinked.

"What's the matter?"

"It's boring to say it, it's just a trivial matter, do you dare to bet?" Chu Wangxian shrugged his shoulders, and his words were as easy as teasing.

Between the words, there seems to be a taste of agitation.

"Okay, it's fun to bet. ”

Feng Zhuzhao, the master of the Xuquan Prison, seemed to have figured it out, he thought that he could not lose, a person would never be safe without a soul, even if the Emperor of Heaven was missing a soul, his strength would be greatly reduced, and it would be impossible to be fine. Besides, Tengu has the ability to swallow the sun, not to mention the soul, this bet is sure to win.

"If I win!"

Feng Candle, the master of the Spring Prison, spoke confidently.

"You can't win!" Chu Wangxian looked at it and gave the answer first. "If you win, I'll be here for 10,000 years to help you solve the ancient alchemy on the wall. ”

"Good, good!" said the Prison Master of the Spring, dancing happily.

He has been here for 10,000 years, just to study the Western art on this wall, if he gets Chu Wangxian, it will be a soaring sky, and the master of Xuquan Prison Feng Candle Zhao didn't think about it, and directly made up his mind.

With a squeeze of his right hand, he engraved his sealing power on the light soul of Chu Wangxian Fetus in his hand.

"Come, eat it. ”

In an instant, regardless of whether the black dog was willing or not, Feng Candle Zhao directly slammed his right hand, broke the dog's mouth, and fed Chu Wangxian's fetal light soul into the black dog's mouth.

The action is rude, only breathtaking, this Xuquan Prison Master Wind Candle Lighting gives people a bit of a crazy feeling.

After the tengu swallowed the spirit, he screamed excitedly at first.

But after a few breaths, he suddenly stiffened, and then the wind and candle shone on his heart, and he saw the tengu wailing and falling to the ground, howling wildly.

Another roar.

Wrong!

The tengu rushed directly into the sky, and his body suddenly increased a hundredfold, like a real sun-swallowing dog, with black hair and shiny hair, and it was hideous.

Boom Boom!

With three loud bangs in a row, the tengu's belly seemed to be shining out as if sunlight was shining out, illuminating the heavens and the earth transparently.

This sunlight is like a real sun, mighty and mighty, dispelling ghostly energy, dazzling.

"What's going on?"

Hebo Feng Bingyi was completely stunned, the strength of the tengu must not be underestimated because it was a beast, and he couldn't even swallow Chu Wangxian's soul.

"The more you can't do it, the more you scream, the wind candle is defeated by the hands of Emperor Jun, the black dog beside him, passed around, and there is a story of the tengu eating the sun, which only shows one thing, that is, the sun is the natural enemy of the tengu. ”

Chu Wangxian explained it clearly in one sentence.

The reason why the tengu eats the sun is because the sun is its natural enemy.

In the wail, the tengu couldn't bear it anymore, and spit out Chu Wangxian's fetal light soul in one mouthful, but saw that there was really a sun, radiating a great light, lying above his head.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Rao is the wind candle of the prison master of Xuquan, and he is also in pain, he is a ghost, and he is most afraid of the sun, but at this moment he looked up and trembled to tell the origin of this sun.

"You, you, you're Fusang Mu, what do you have to do with Dijun?"

Before Emperor Jun became the Demon Emperor, he was the god of the sun, and his son was renamed Ten Days and incarnated as a three-legged golden crow. The Dijun family dominates the Fusang wood.

Chu Wangxian took a big mouth, swallowed the fetal light soul, patted his stomach, and said with a smile:

"Ask so much what to do, the wind is shining, you lose, lead the way. ”

......

Just when Chu Wangxian and the Xuquan Prison Lord Feng Candle were gambling against each other.

The ten commanders of the Ghost Emperor's Ten Armies walked in the abyss of ghost mist to chase Chu Wangxian, and they had already approached the Yellow Spring of the Nine Prisons.

But suddenly, they felt someone behind them.

"It's you, Ziqiu, you're not by the side of the Nuwa Ghost Emperor, what are you doing here!"

A man walked in the mist, and the ten commanders looked at this man, frowning, and a look of displeasure flashed in their eyes.

"Ten commanders, stop, Nuwa has an order!"

The man dressed in Confucian clothes, named Ziqiu, known as Confucius by later generations, shook the token in his hand.