I saw Wang Duobao with a horizontal sword on his neck, and with a strong stroke, blood shot out, and there was no fraud at all.

Princess Wenhua was in a mess when she saw this, she didn't expect Wang Duobao to be so decisive.

"Stop!"

She hurriedly shouted, and Wang Duobao also stopped.

Although he didn't cheat, Wang Duobao still left some strength, and he didn't cut too deeply, but his appearance was still tragic, blood was splashed all over his body, and a large amount of blood loss made him dizzy and weak.

At this time, Wang Duobao smiled miserably, looked at Princess Wenhua opposite, and said slowly:

"Ben Lao Zu has died so many times, and he has never been afraid of death, and death is just a new life for me. And you and your loved ones will never be reborn......"

Princess Wenhua gritted her teeth when she heard this, her fists clenched, and her face showed a hideous and patient look.

Wang Duobao lay down on the ground, desperately letting the blood on his neck flow out, and he didn't use his true qi to heal his wounds.

There was no way to do it, and what he wanted to create was such a sense of urgency that there was not much time left.

Princess Wenhua is gambling, and he is also betting.

If the blood is allowed to flow like this, with only a few breaths, Wang Duobao can be reborn again.

He didn't give Princess Wenhua any time to think about it at all.

Princess Mandarin had only two options in front of her.

It was his own regret that he had no hope of seeing his beloved again in this life, in exchange for Wang Duobao losing Wei Jue's identity.

Or stoop down and compromise, become someone else's slave, in exchange for the resurrection of his beloved and cultivate to break through a happy life.

She had no choice at all, so she closed her eyes and said weakly:

"I do!"

Wang Duobao is right, his death is only the beginning of a new life, and she and her Taoist companion are dead, that is really dead.

Wang Duobao, who was drowsy and almost on the verge of dying, suddenly perked up after hearing the word "willing", urging half of the blood of the eternal divine body in Wei Jue's body to heal his injuries.

At the same time, he used his last strength to take out a large number of excellent healing pills from the storage magic vessel, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one to make up for the symptoms of a large loss of qi and blood.

He won!

Soon, the injury on Wang Duobao's neck had healed, and his face of defeat was gradually filled with blood under the nourishment of the elixir.

He stood up, regained his vitality, and took out the Mountain Alliance Gu and the rocks of Sun Moon Peak that he had exchanged for from Tianshenglou, and wanted to completely subdue Princess Wenhua like he had subdued Li Baocai.

But when it came to the end, Princess Wenhua suddenly said:

"It doesn't matter if you are your subordinate or slave, but I want you to swear and swear that you will resurrect my beloved!"

What kind of person is Wang Duobao, although Princess Wenhua has not been in contact with it before, she has read a lot from the classics, and knows that this is an absolutely self-interested, capricious, unbounded and unscrupulous person.

She didn't dare to guarantee that after she used the Mountain Alliance Gu, Wang Duobao would resurrect her beloved as agreed.

"No problem!"

Wang Duobao smiled and agreed without saying a word.

Tianxin swears this kind of thing, and he has hundreds of ways to crack it.

Moreover, if Princess Wenhua can be of great use in the future, it will not be a big deal for him to resurrect the Taoist couple.

After seeing Wang Duobao make a great oath of heaven, Princess Wenhua also used the Mountain Alliance Gu like Li Baocai, and was completely subdued by Wang Duobao.

After the deed was completed, Princess Wenhua asked:

"What do we do now? Continue to the depths of the treasure trove? ”

Wang Duobao sneered and shook his head.

"Nope! The scene of you backstabbing and chasing me was seen by David's group, if you and I are safe and sound, even if I can shirk it, you can't shirk it, so what I have to do now is turn around and kill it! ”

Princess Wenhua is an important chess piece carefully prepared by Wang Duobao, but she doesn't want to be claustrophobic for a hundred years and thousands of years as soon as she goes back.

Wei Hua also nodded, and there was no objection to this.

Ever since Wei Shi killed her beloved despite her pleas, she has become hateful and indifferent to the whole of David.

Just as the two were about to leave, they heard a woman's shrill and frightened cry from the depths of the cave.

"Ahh

The screams echoed in the cave layer by layer, spreading throughout the mountain, Wang Duobao and Wei Hua looked back when they heard the sound, and all they saw were the Yin soldiers in front of them and the bottomless cave.

There are people in the depths of the cave!

The ones who make such screams are definitely not monks, most of them are refugees and savages who have fled to live on this island!

Wang Duobao was shocked, and the thing he didn't want to see happened in his heart.

How many of those refugees and savages have slipped into the secret realm of the treasure house? Could it be that they touched the seal of the ruined king's robe in the depths of the treasure house, causing the seal to loosen?

If so, will this treasure have already been transferred by them?

Wang Duobao couldn't be sure, he had to find this person and ask for clarification!

"Let's go!"

Wang Duobao greeted him, and then rushed towards the Yin soldier with Princess Wenhua.

When the two rushed to the place in front of the Yin Soldier, the Yin Soldier moved.

They had already entered the warning range of the Yin soldiers, and the Yin soldiers waved the weapons in their hands and killed the two of them.

Princess Wenhua was about to swing her sword to kill the Yin soldiers on the spot, but was stopped by Wang Duobao.

"This kind of evil qi is transformed into a thing, the physical attack will do very little damage to it, even if it is killed, it will be recondensed, at least it needs to be wiped out with true qi supernatural powers, look at me!"

I saw Wang Duobao pointing at the depths of the Yin soldier, and a pinch of orange-yellow flames emitting a warm light danced in his fingertips.

A breath of supreme yang and warmth burst out from Wang Duobao's fingertips, and all the yin and evil qi he came into contact with melted like snow.

A finger is like a candle that illuminates all darkness.

After a finger on the Yin Soldier, making a stabbing sound like frying oil, the entire Yin Soldier disappeared, all dissolved in this tiny firelight.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Princess Wenhua asked.

"There is still the smell of all Buddhist exercises."

Wang Duobao nodded, blowing out the flames on his fingertips.

"It's the Buddha's divine power that lights the lamp, and this kind of true qi that is most sunny and warm is the most powerful way to restrain these yin things."

Burning the lamp is also called a finger of light, and it is still a supernatural power exercise in the demigod realm, which is not only a Taoist method but also can be simplified into supernatural powers.

Monks in temples large and small practice this magical power, wrapping their fingers in oilcloth as candles and burning their fingers to worship the Buddha and chanting sutras to practice this magical power.

However, there are very few people who can cultivate.

But for Wang Duobao, who is a demigod powerhouse, it is easy to use this magical power, and he doesn't even need to practice at all.

After clearing the Yin soldiers who stood in their way, the two continued to dive deeper into the cavern, searching the place where the sound came from.

The gloomy aura of this place was shrouded, and even the soul perception of Princess Wenhua of the Ascension Realm could not expand too much, but fortunately, the screams were always there, showing the way for Wang Duobao and the others.

As Wang Duobao expected, more and more Yin soldiers and monsters gradually appeared in the way, although the trouble was a little delayed to solve it, but fortunately, Wang Duobao had the means to restrain him, and the road was smooth.

When the source of the sound was found, I saw a woman in her teens, wearing a straw skirt and a darker complexion, hiding in the corner with a little boy who had fainted in her arms.

In front of the two of them, a Yin soldier was approaching with sluggish steps.

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