Zong Shoude. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Qingshan had really heard of the few Soul Emperors revealed on the surface in the Holy Capital City, and the one with the least courage was an emperor-level powerhouse.

Because he is timid, he is afraid of things, and because he is afraid of things, he is a good hand at shirking responsibility.

Usually, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zong Shoude has always lived in seclusion and rarely shows up. Unexpectedly, today, this cowardly soul emperor who has always seen the beginning and the end of the dragon will appear in front of Wang Qingshan, and he shamelessly wants to shift all the responsibility to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan looked at the woman who was forced into his arms, and wanted to cry without tears.

The qi is like a gossamer, his expression is pale and bloodless, and more importantly, the soul power fluctuations at the soul palace are chaotic and intermittent.

"The martial soul has been hit hard, and the soul has also been counterattacked, and the viscera has been displaced and bleeding in many places, and it is still not dead, it can be regarded as a deep foundation and great luck. ”

Hearing Wang Qingshan's judgment, Zong Shoude's eyes lit up, and he praised loudly: "The little doll really has two brushes, the martial soul embodied by this dead woman was shattered, and it was affected by some sound wave attacks, the soul was injured, and the five internal organs were displaced, if it wasn't for the foundation of the sixth level of the soul emperor, it would have died a long time ago!"

Wang Qingshan suddenly said: "It turned out to be an emperor-level powerhouse, so it's no wonder." ”

"Frankly, I can't heal her injuries. I can still think of some ways to displace the five internal organs, but my soul is severely damaged, and I can't do anything about it. ”

"Since she is an elder of the Flying Immortal Sect, why don't the seniors just send her back to the Flying Immortal Sect? I heard that there is a healer in the Flying Immortal Sect who specializes in healing divine souls, maybe there will be a way. ”

Wang Qingshan threw the burden to Zong Shoude again, this woman is now a hot potato, and Wang Qingshan doesn't want to take over.

What's more, nine times out of ten, this woman was injured by Uncle Long, and they can't even hide now, so how can they leave this trouble here?

"What nonsense, let you cure you! If the soul can't do it, then heal the internal organs first, as long as the person doesn't die!"

Zong Shoude began to mess around, "The old man still has to chase down the assassins, how can he have the kung fu to go to the Flying Immortal Sect, in short, I will leave it to you, and you will be responsible for the accident!"

Zong Shoude flashed directly, almost running away.

How could he go to the Flying Immortal Sect now and go to find death by himself?

Others don't know what's going on, Zong Shoude himself is like a mirror in his heart. Cheng Feixue's soul trauma may not have anything to do with him, but the injury to her internal organs was definitely caused by Zong Shoude's last lion roar.

Without the protection of the soul bell, Cheng Feixue suddenly fell into a coma again, even if Zong Shoude's lion roar soul technique was not facing her head-on, just the aftermath also made Cheng Feixue more injured.

As for that stupid bird, he only has the strength of the fifth level of the Soul Sect, maybe he didn't need the gray-robed man to do it, and he was already shocked by the lion roar of his sect's Shoude, and there was no chance of surviving.

After such a big disaster, how could Zong Shoude still have the courage to go to the Flying Immortal Sect? If it weren't for the gray-robed man who took the stupid bird away in time, Cheng Feixue was unconscious in advance and didn't know it, Zong Shoude would have wanted to kill people and kill people.

What the hell is going on?

Who would have thought that the soul technique released by the gray-robed man at that time was not aimed at Zong Shoude and Cheng Feixue, but went towards Cheng Feixue's soul bell alone?

The soul clock was shattered in advance, and Cheng Feixue fell into a coma after being counterattacked. When Zong Shoude noticed it, his soul technique, the Wild Lion Heaven-Shaking Roar, was already in the midst of a powerful burst attack, and he couldn't stop at all.

Therefore, it is not very clear whether the assassin was injured by the roar of the heaven-shattering Zong Shoude, but Cheng Feixue and Feiyu next to him were indeed seriously injured by his roar.

What bad luck!

That assassin was absolutely deliberate, insidious!

"I'm XXXX, it's not a thing!"

Seeing that Zong Shoude actually threw his hands and left directly, Wang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and directly scolded, is there such a thing to do? Does this matter have anything to do with him, why do you have to rely on him?

"Okay, he's obviously going to trap you, what can you do with him?" Li Shengdai drank a little wine and looked at the joke, and said leisurely: "Remind you, the internal organs of the woman in your arms have been bleeding, if you don't treat her quickly, even if she is the Soul Emperor, she will also die." ”

Wang Qingshan closed his mouth angrily, put Cheng Feixue on the chair he was sitting on just now, and poked out his soul power to carefully examine her injuries. No matter how much she curses in her heart, now that trouble has come to her door, this woman from the Flying Immortal Sect really can't die here with him.

No sect can generously ignore the life and death of an emperor-level powerhouse.

If Cheng Feixue really died in Wang Qingshan's mansion, the Flying Immortal Sect would definitely not give up, and would definitely send a large number of masters to investigate in detail.

The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and the power of the Flying Immortal Sect in the local area should not be underestimated, and it cannot be provoked!

Wang Qingshan withdrew his soul power, and at the same time raised his hand and pressed lightly on Cheng Feixue's already obviously bulging belly, which was as soft as an air bag filled with water.

The previous judgment was not wrong, Cheng Feixue's five organs were damaged, the most serious of which was the spleen, the bleeding was serious, and the entire chest and abdomen were about to be filled with blood flowing out.

Li Shengdai said it well, according to this trend, if he doesn't hurry up and treat her, even if this woman is a king-level powerhouse, it will be more than lucky.

"Trouble!"

In great reluctance, Wang Qingshan still summoned his martial spirit.

A small three-leaf clover grass with an emerald green color but a layer of purple light on the outside gently appeared above Wang Qingshan's head.

"It turned out to be a purple martial spirit!"

Li Shengdai felt a little amazed, from birth to now, he had never seen a purple martial spirit, but he didn't expect that today would be an eye-opener.

Didn't you say that there was not one in a million purple-level martial souls?

Legend has it that any soul cultivator who can cultivate a purple martial soul will have the lowest cultivation talent above the ground level.

Li Shengdai didn't expect that this rebel he received casually turned out to be a genius!

As a white first-level martial spirit, and a waste of low-level cultivation talent, he has been practicing hard for fifteen years but is still only an apprentice second-level, Li Shengdai hates geniuses. Envy, jealousy, hatred, and extreme imbalance in my heart.

Hearing Li Shengdai's exclamation, Wang Qingshan held the martial soul in the palm of his right hand and said proudly: "The purple ninth-level martial soul clover holy grass made the master smile." ”

"It's still top-notch?!

Li Shengdai was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, they are all people, they are all martial spirits, and the one who is Mao is the ninth level of purple, but his is the first level of white?

Wang Qingshan said modestly: "The master has won the award, but in fact, it is not a talent, this three-leaf clover holy grass was only green when it was first born. ”

"I'm ashamed to say that it was my father who spent a lot of resources in the clan, and it took nearly thirty years to barely promote this three-leaf clover holy grass to the ninth level of purple, which is not a little worse than those martial souls who were born with purple ninth level. ”

Li Shengdai was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Why, this martial soul can still be promoted?"

"Of course!" Wang Qingshan looked at Li Shengdai even more unexpectedly, "This is common sense!

"Although the type of martial soul is innate, but the grade level can be cultivated and promoted the day after tomorrow, theoretically speaking, as long as there are enough soul crystals, even if it is the lowest white first-level martial soul, there is a chance to be promoted to a purple top-level martial soul!"

Li Sundai looked confused.

Who came to tell me, where is this common sense? For Mao, I have lived in Tianque City for fifteen years, but I have never heard anyone mention this matter?