Two beams of five-colored divine thunder flew out of the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace.

Peng Zhou and Xiao Tong were too close, so Li Zhi didn't dare to be careless at all, and carefully manipulated the colorful divine thunder, for fear that one would accidentally bombard Peng Zhou.

Wisps of black gas appeared on the Ten Thousand Souls Knife, swirling around the two of them, even the temperature dropped a lot, and a thin layer of frost formed on the ground, and a hideous face flashed on the knife body, as if there was a bottomless vortex in the air, and that face was sucked out of the air, and it was still wailing with its mouth wide open in mid-air, and the translucent upper body exposed was completely condensed by black mist, and it looked like it would shatter when touched.

This is a resentful soul of the Tian Yuan Realm.

Peng Zhou could clearly see that Xiao Tong's eyes with black spider web lines were full of greed, Xiao Tong licked the corners of his mouth, and suddenly opened his mouth, and the unlucky resentful spirit was immediately gasped in.

He swallowed the whole ghost.

A trace of satisfaction flashed on Xiao Tong's face, he burped slightly, his eyes were full of joy, since the day he had spiritual wisdom, he had never experienced the feeling of fullness, although he hunted everywhere in the Cloud Palace, but he only dared to attack those little monks with low strength, how could he have devoured a soul of the Tianyuan Realm?

The souls of those friars were nothing more than snacks to him.

Although it was only a resentful soul that had just been discharged, there was a big gap between a truly complete and fresh soul, but the satisfaction from the source could not be faked, and the soul power of the resentful soul was repairing his broken soul that was as broken as a sieve, bringing indescribable pleasure.

Devour more and make yourself more whole.

No one had taught him this, but he began to have the idea instinctively.

He lowered his head, the big knife in his hand was two as tall as him, the person holding the knife was full of white hair, his body was strong, and he was trying his best to extract the Ten Thousand Souls Sword from his hand, that powerful aura made him a little afraid, but he was no stranger to this kind of monk with the aura of the Great Dao, he and the incarnation of the Cloud Emperor had fought for control of the Cloud Palace for hundreds of years, so he quickly overcame his fear.

A second resentful soul appeared on the Ten Thousand Souls Knife.

The moment he saw the knife, he already felt that he had an innate restraint against it, and the knife seemed to him like a lunch box full of food, tempting him to reach out, grab it, and devour it.

He can also easily pull the resentful spirit out of the knife.

But before the boy could open his mouth and swallow the second delicious food, there was a palpitating breath from the sky.

It's like a natural predator.

He had already seen it once in the dark just now, it was a multicolored divine thunder that could easily kill resentful souls, and it also had a lethal effect on a cold creature like him.

He didn't dare to stay, even though he was very eager to swallow the resentful spirit suspended in the air, but the instinct to save his life made him quickly withdraw his hand, turn into a blurred shadow, and quickly flee towards the ruins and broken tiles not far away.

Li Zhi kept an eye on the child.

The moment he fled, the multicolored divine thunder also changed direction abruptly, and a moment later, it hit the ruins fiercely.

Thunder and lightning intertwine into a flood of light.

The railings of the buildings were shattered, and a terrible scream was heard through the ruins, but when the thunder cleared, there was nothing but dust on the ground.

"Is that little bastard dead?" Peng Zhou put away the Ten Thousand Souls Knife and replaced it with another slender matching knife, he didn't want the Ten Thousand Souls Knife to become someone else's food.

"Nope. Li Zhi shook his head, the Colorful Divine Thunder did not directly hit the little boy, with the power of the Dao Pupil, the little monster could completely escape, "But he may be injured." ”

The thirteen Dao pupils slowly gathered, and then neatly hid in the open space between Peng Zhou and Li Zhi.

Chang Su glanced at Wan Dao, who was looking down indifferently in the sky, and whispered, "There are people in the Holy Domain who haven't left yet. ”

Peng Zhou glanced up and smiled, "Wan Dao....... He had taken a fancy to the power of these Dao pupils, right? For him, this Dao Pupil was an opportunity to become an emperor. ”

The opportunity to become an emperor is something that every half-emperor is looking for, it can be a magic weapon, it can also be some kind of rare spirit grass, or even a corpse, for some people with special exercises, the opportunity to become an emperor may even be a near-death battle.

But this kind of opportunity is often fleeting, so every half-emperor will desperately seize it when he meets it.

Wandao is no exception.

"What now?" Li Zhi turned her head and asked Chang Su, "The hunting plan has failed, we'd better get out of here quickly, if it drags on for a long time, we won't be able to get support from the Holy Domain." ”

Chang Su hesitated a little, she glanced at Emperor Yun's bedroom, and secretly said, "There is still a young man in the dormitory. ”

Li Zhi raised her eyebrows, "The heir of Emperor Yun?"

"Well," Chang Su nodded, "I promised Emperor Yun to take him away, and there are many monks locked up in the Shaoxu Mirror." ”

"Can you control the cloud disk?" Li Zhi said as she searched around, and the little boy seemed to have disappeared, leaving no trace or breath.

"There was no problem taking it away. ”

"Let's hold on for a while, then. Li Zhi lifted her skirt with one hand, and walked to the side of Dao Tong, she gently blew the bone flute, and the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals suddenly floated down, suspended above her head.

At this time, this immortal palace is no longer gushing thunder, after all, they are all transformed by Li Zhi's aura, and this huge consumption is unbearable even for the Half Emperor.

The Cloud Palace began to fall into an eerie silence.

Peng Zhou and Wan Dao were wary of each other, and no one wanted to take the lead, while Li Zhi was guarding against the little boy.

The dormitory shook suddenly.

It was slight, but in the eyes of the monk, it was as obvious as an earthquake.

Chang Su's body shook suddenly, and she felt an evil and gloomy force suddenly invade the cloud disk, and began to compete with her for control of the cloud disk.

"Damn, he's trying to control the cloud disk!" Chang Su let out a low sigh, his hands tightly gripping his toothed knife, and the intense consumption of her divine sense made her body a little unstable.

Li Zhi pressed it on her shoulder, and the strong aura poured into Chang Su's spiritual sea.

"Steady! Now the cloud disk is your home turf! And this is an imperial weapon, that little monster can't easily take it!"

Li Zhi said it simply.

That little boy has a great relationship with Emperor Yun, although his body is very dead, but after all, he contains the breath of Emperor Yun from the inside out, and he is born close to the treasures of Yunpan and Cloud Palace, otherwise he would not have the ability to compete with Emperor Yun for the control of the Cloud Palace for hundreds of years.

Wan Dao narrowed his eyes.

Of course, he noticed the movement in the dormitory, and guessed that it had something to do with the boy.

And Li Zhi's hand on Chang Su's shoulder made him realize that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Banishment. ”

Wan Dao murmured softly.