Then his master can save the soul, although it is unintentional, but it is also done.

This means that it is possible to preserve the soul, and it is inevitable that there will be no other god-level professional who can do this.

If someone is really good at this aspect, it is not impossible to keep the soul and attach it to the puppet that is built.

Especially like the tomb owner of this god-level professional cemetery, he is very good at the construction of magic arrays and puppets, and he has a high chance of surviving.

"Now the Zhanzun Hesling, they may have to fold inside. Art's face suddenly became ugly, and he was not in a very good mood.

It's not because of how the battle venerable Hesling isling, but because there is also a ninth-order dead soldier planted by Starling in the queue, and it would be a pity if he died like this.

Unlike them, Art did not doubt the identity of the man in the slightest, because now that the man had the upper hand and trapped all the professionals present, what reason did he have to lie?

But at the same time, Art also understands in his heart that even if this man is the tomb owner of this cemetery, a god-level professional, it is impossible for him to exert all his previous strength, and his strength may be less than one in a hundred, otherwise, with the pride of a god-level professional, someone will break into his own cemetery, and he will quickly kill the intruder?

And now, instead of activating the prohibition in this space to besiege, this also shows that in fact, this man's current strength is not sure to defeat all the professionals present, so he can only besiege in this way.

While Art was thinking, the Battle Venerable Hesling on the other side of the crystal also came back to his senses. There was a lot less shock on his face.

Even Arte can figure out the joint, and it is even more impossible for a professional with experience like Zhanzun Hesling not to understand, just because it happened too suddenly. I didn't react for a while.

"Even if you are the tomb master, even if you are still alive, you don't know that after thousands of years, your combat power must not be at its peak, right?"

Zhanzun Hesling stood up and looked at the purple-robed man, not afraid!

Zhan Venerable Heslin's original cultivation had already reached the peak of the Holy Rank, and with the Holy Weapon, even if he was facing a professional in the early stage of the God Rank. It was enough to fight, and he naturally wouldn't be afraid of that man.

In his opinion, even though that man had previously possessed more power than the early stage of the god rank. Even with the power of the pinnacle of the god rank, thousands of years have passed now, even if he has any way to survive, his combat power must be much worse than before. At most, it's about the same as his combat power now.

Hear the words of the Warlord Hesling. There was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of all the people present, Zhanzun Hesling was right, they still had hope.

Not only Zhanzun Heslin, but all the Saint-level professionals have now made great strides in combat effectiveness, and everyone has obtained the sub-holy weapons assigned by Zhanzun Heslin, and with the assistance of these sub-holy weapons, each of them can help Zhanzun Hesling in battle.

"Oh?" Hearing Zhanzun Hesling's words, the purple-robed man was stunned for a moment. Then a sneer leaked out of his face.

"Do you think that your humble strength, plus one holy weapon and dozens of sub-holy weapons, is enough to compete with me?"

The purple-robed man exuded a strong power. Unconsciously, the temperature of the entire space dropped by more than ten degrees.

This is the effect of murderous aura, but this man has obviously condensed the murderous aura to the peak realm, without any warning, and no one perceives that this is murderous aura.

Everyone only felt a feeling of extreme coolness, and everyone's indirectly covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

The water vapor in the air condenses rapidly, and the temperature continues to decrease until it reaches freezing point.

Everyone felt that under this cold, the spiritual power operation in the body began to be blocked, and it began to be unsmooth.

Everyone's faces suddenly changed greatly, this power is not very strong, but it is pure and terrifying, under this terrifying power, it is enough to greatly affect the combat effectiveness of professionals.

"A group of naïve professionals, do you really think that you can defeat me with some treasures? ”

"I'm a god-level professional, and I have countless treasures in my hands, and I also have more than a dozen holy weapons. ”

When the purple-robed man sneered, he waved his hand into the air, and immediately took out an extra long sword, pointing at everyone, and the sword exuded a cold light.

"Instantly!" The man poured out a word in his mouth, and the figure disappeared abruptly, like the world evaporating without warning, and the speed was extremely fast.

Zhanzun Hesling's heart froze, and then he felt a cool breeze rise behind him, and the cold hairs on his body immediately exploded, and the whole person turned his head violently.

After all, the purple-robed man was a god-level professional, and his speed was extremely fast, far faster than the speed of Zhanzun Heslin's turning.

Before Zhanzun Hesling could turn his head, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and faintly saw a little cold light.

I don't know when, the purple-robed man has already appeared behind Zhanzun Hesling, and the long knife in his hand passed directly through the back of the purple-robed man's heart, piercing his heart.

Zhanzun Hesling looked at the tip of the knife that came out of his heart with some confusion, and before he could calm down, the pupils in his eyes immediately dilated, and his breath was cut off.

Even if it is a saint-level professional, it is directly penetrated through the heart, and there is absolutely no reason to survive.

Only by stepping into the god level, the professional will have a strong self-healing ability, even if the heart is shattered, he can quickly recover, but obviously Zhanzun Hesling does not have such an ability.

The moment the Battle Venerable Hesling arrived, everyone was stunned, and then a look of disbelief flashed on everyone's face.

"Dead, the number one master of the Exiled Lands is dead!" Immediately afterward, someone shouted like crazy, and everyone's face was terrified, and a chill emanated from their backs.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were completely desperate, the most powerful professional on their side, even if they held the holy weapon in their hands, they were still killed by the other party in seconds, what chance would the rest of them have?

"Just dead?" The purple-robed man frowned slightly, pulled out the knife in his hand, and shook the blood beads on the knife slightly.

He originally thought that there must be two brushes for a peak professional of the Holy Rank to dare to speak wildly, but he didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

Then there was a look of disdain on the man's face, he was already dead, but he had used a secret method to preserve his soul and attach it to the puppet he had built. (To be continued.) )