The shattered gallbladder emitted a faint bitter smell that gradually spread through the room. Youya knew at a glance that this gallbladder was the gallbladder of the peacock that Pojun caught. Although he knew that this gallbladder was as poisonous as that tail feather, but taking this out at this time, was it because he wanted to poison the Transfiguration Gu to death?

Po Jun ignored her question, he quickly turned the peacock gall in his hand into a liquid state, and then threw it into the body of the transforming Gu. At the same time, the Soul Bead was quickly dispatched, and those souls that had been absorbed by the Transformation Gu were thrown into this magic weapon specially designed for souls.

The colorless body of the Transformation Gu instantly turned blue and black, and then gradually condensed into a strangely shaped solid. With a single pinch, he crumpled the solid into pieces. Of course, this does not mean that everything is fine, the vitality of this Gu worm has always been extremely strong, and only by making it completely disappear can it really not leave any troubles.

Wu Yin took the powder without saying a word, and with a slight slack of her hand, the blue-black remnants disappeared completely. Her gaze glanced lightly at Sister Xia, who was cowering to the side, and then returned to the small world of the broken army without hesitation. For her, it would be more interesting to go back to the small world and train the tired Iron Guards who never knew what it was to stay here.

Sister Xia didn't know why a person would disappear out of thin air, but she understood that it was all related to the mysterious Star Source God. Those inexplicable raging flames, as well as the earthly woman beside her, all appeared so suddenly. At this moment, Sister Xia's heart was full of curiosity.

It's just that after getting rid of the Transformation Gu, she has completely changed into a completely different person from the original. The aggressive momentum and high-spirited self-confidence disappeared, and when she really found that her body had become a fleshy image, she almost collapsed.

Po Jun frowned and looked at the man who was hiding and sobbing on the side, a look of disdain on his face. Compared with now, he prefers Sister Xia's confident personality before. He knew that the side effects of the Transformation Gu were only temporary. But Sister Xia's character can't go back to before.

He focused all his attention on the flames in the room, and never looked at Sister Xia again. The Red Lotus Karma Fire that was mixed with Nanming's separation from the fire and the Nine Nether Flames faintly had a precursor of mutation, and the broken army was not sure that the three of them would be separated. He had never seen this kind of legendary divine fire before, but that didn't stop him from giving it a try.

Yuya's body suddenly became smaller, and she could already feel the change in Sister Xia's land, believing in everything that happened today. Even if she wanted to say it, she couldn't muster the courage at all. Those flames that were contrary to nature made her very uncomfortable, and it was not much use for her to stay here, so it was better to go back to the small world to cultivate.

The dementor bead quickly returned to the primordial spirit, and was replaced by the mighty yin and yang chakra. The red lotus karmic fire that was entangled in it quickly flew back to the Yin Yang Wheel, and a faint golden light faintly appeared on the original red wheel body, as if the light emitted by the reincarnation bead used by the King of Jizo at the beginning.

Other than that, there are no other changes in the yin-yang chakra. Pojun didn't feel any discomfort either. However, the Nine Nether Flames that stayed in place burned even more violently, and the ones that were gradually stained with the golden Earth Flames emitted a mesmerizing mysterious light, and although they knew that behind this light was deadly danger, they still couldn't help but be attracted.

Po Jun knew that his Nine Nether Flames were about to be upgraded, but he didn't know exactly what kind of flames they were escalating to. At the beginning, the Taichu Zhenren only recorded the four top-level flames. And the flames he possessed were basically beyond the realm of top-level flames. Maybe this time he'll be able to get a different kind of flame than he'd ever had before, a new kind of flame, a flame similar to the one of the Discord Flames.

Thinking like this, the black flame runes in the corners of his eyes pulsed slightly, as if they were manipulating something invisible. He felt that something was faintly changing in this space, invisibly, it seemed that someone was manipulating all this, and this person was himself.

The two gray air currents in the Danqing Daodu slowly rotated, and the two golden Heavenly Tribulation runes on his face also began to flow endlessly. Nan Minglihuo, who was originally untamed, gradually became quiet as if he had received some instructions. The Nine Nether Flames slowly covered the golden flames. And then devour it bit by bit.

Po Jun felt an incomprehensible surge of energy into his body. He felt like he was burned. And the temperature is going to rise higher and higher. The demon pestle moved lightly, and the Nine Nether Flames instantly suppressed the Nanming Lihuo who had the upper hand. The golden light in the pitch-black flames became thicker and thicker, and the transformation was nearing its end.

He suddenly spit out a few mysterious words in his mouth, and Sister Xia, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly widened her eyes. If she heard correctly, what Po Jun said should have been the ancient gods. But even the Ziwei Star Lord couldn't speak such a language, why did this person who claimed to be the god of the star source speak such a language, could it be that he was really a god from ancient times?

Po Jun didn't bother to pay attention to what she was thinking, and with the appearance of those syllables, the Nine Nether Fire, which was originally just quietly devouring Nanming's fire, suddenly paused for a moment, and then the molecules arranged in the flame immediately changed strangely, of course, this change was only known to him, and others just saw the flame beating gently with the syllables.

The flame danced, and the golden light in it faded away, but it wasn't as dark as it had been. At this time, although the Nine Nether Flames did not have that kind of dazzling color, they became more moving, and people did not dare to stare at it with their eyes. It's as if just one look at it will suck the whole soul in.

The Demon Suppression Pestle in the Broken Army Yuan God quickly flew out, and more and more Nine Nether Flames appeared, and then the same change occurred. He had no idea how time had passed, and by the time the flames had all been transformed, it would be three days later. Looking at Sister Xia lying in the corner and dying, he suddenly felt some guilt in his heart.

At that time, he patronized the Transformation Flame. But completely forgot that there is an ordinary person here. Sister Xia was trapped in Youya's shield, even if she wanted to go out by herself, she couldn't do it, and she didn't seem to have any intention of going out, just sitting quietly in the corner, like a lifeless statue.

Po Jun didn't know why she was like this, but he had already removed the Transfiguration Gu from Sister Xia's body as agreed, and the rest had nothing to do with him. Even if Sister Xia can't think of starving herself, she really can't blame others. But Sister Xia doesn't look like she's determined to die. At least when she saw Pojun looking at her, there was still a glint of joy in her eyes.

When the two of them appeared side by side in the hall, Estami, who had been waiting anxiously, was finally relieved. He looked at Sister Xia, who had lost a lot, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. At this time, although Sister Xia is still like a meatball, she is much thinner than before, no matter what, the most important thing is to be effective.

Sister Xia seems to know her fate in the future. So she wasn't happy about the change she had made. After Pojun just said goodbye lightly, he walked to his hotel without looking back. Estami was very grateful to him at this time, how could he care about these red tapes, seeing that the broken army went back to rest, he hurriedly ordered the servants to take care of him, and he did not dare to slack off at all.

But Po Jun was in a hurry to go back and didn't rest as he thought, most of those souls were already broken and incomplete in the transformation Gu body, and there was no way to make them reincarnate if they were not completed. He wanted to see if there was a way to mend these souls. Even if it's a little troublesome, there's no way to do it.

As for the assassin, he didn't mean to kill the Jedi. If it weren't for his timely appearance today, then the person who was possessed by the Transformation Gu would have been replaced by a broken army. Just for that, he won't wipe them out. Although the assassin was not intentional, it was not a significant matter.

Po Jun thought of the thrilling situation at the beginning. I couldn't help but shudder. Who would have thought that the Transformation Gu in the Fog Concealment Interception would actually split into two pieces and attack from both sides at an extremely fast speed, his hands and feet were sore at that time, and he couldn't resist the invasion of the Transformation Gu at all. And the assassin appeared at this critical moment, although it was said that being stabbed would seriously hurt him for a while, but it was much better than being devoured by the Transformation Gu.

Fog Hide didn't expect such a thing to happen, but he was also sincerely glad that he didn't eliminate the assassin in the first place. This is probably the innate intuition of the guardian beast, the aura emitted by the transformation Gu after mutation is completely different from that of the alien beast and other creatures, and it is this difference that makes her feel murderous.

If this threat is not removed at the moment of initial germination, it will certainly be themselves who will suffer the catastrophe by then. Wu Yin has no intention of saving the world. For her. Protecting the people around her is much more important than saving the world, which can be seen from her attitude towards Zhu Huanghuang.

At this time, the broken army is having a headache about what to do with those souls. And Miro, the holy warrior of the Scorpio Palace, was in great trouble. He didn't expect that the assassins he sent in the past would lose one after another, and now that the stars of Scorpio have dimmed with two stars, I wonder if the assassin Lott this time is also like Kaye, and he can't even return his soul.

But then again, he is absolutely responsible for such a thing to happen, and the loss of two star lords in a row like this will be a huge blow to the zodiac. It is believed that the Purple Microstar Lord will soon find out about this matter, and then the zodiac signs will inevitably suffer severe rebuke.

As soon as Miro thought of the star lord's moody personality, the always lazy smile on his face suddenly disappeared. In any case, he couldn't let this matter be left to rest as it should, Lott was the best assassin in the Scorpio Palace, but not the toughest. Miró decided to send a few more people this time, and if he couldn't do it, he would come by himself, it would be better than worrying here.

I don't know why, after making up his mind, Miro suddenly remembered the news delivered in the Pisces Secret Palace last time. At this time, he wanted to ask for help from the Pisces Celestial Maiden again, but the Celestial Maiden had declared a retreat since the last incident, obviously because she didn't want others to disturb her, and no matter who she was, she was helpless against her attitude.

The identity of the Pisces Celestial Maiden is very unique, she is not just a person from the Pisces Mystery Palace. And it has a very close relationship with the main land of Ziweixing. It seems that the Purple Microstar Lord will ask her about anything, and in this way, the others have invisibly formed a tacit understanding, that is, no one can provoke the Pisces Heavenly Maiden.

Although the army was worried, this distress did not last long. He quickly figured everything out, and the expression on his face became calm again. The so-called life and death are fate, since he has already saved the souls of these people. Then whether they can be restored to completeness depends on their creation.

When he examined the Soul Orb, he found that the Soul Orb also seemed to have the effect of repairing the soul. This is the earthly soul energy. Definitely the best tinker for these broken souls. And the soul of the assassin did not suffer much damage, and after just a few days of hard work, it had recovered as before, and it was even stronger than before.

Pojun didn't think much about it and let him go, anyway, this was something that had already been decided. He believed that a soul could not cause him any trouble at all.

The moment Lott returned to his planet, the people of the Scorpio Doom Palace had already discovered that the planet that belonged to him lit up instantly. It's even three points brighter than in the past.

Although they were very surprised, they were also sincerely relieved, you know, the death of ** is far more terrible than the death of the soul, how many people lost their souls in the original war, and now the star lords on these planets are almost all slowly produced later. And as long as the soul exists, there is not much time to reforge the body. This is the unique way of survival of the Star Lords.

Miro saw the star shining near the scorpion, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger. He would never allow anyone to rob him of his demeanor, and Scorpio's personality would not allow that to happen. This mysterious god of the Star Source must die, and no matter what happens, it can't stop him.

Po Jun suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness in his heart, as if something was about to happen again. After the soul beads roughly repaired those souls, he sent them to the reincarnation with the yin and yang chakra. And after this toss. He found that the power of those rules did have something to do with the Tribulation rune on his face, and he believed that once he figured this out, things would be much easier.

Looking at his confident appearance, Wu Yin really couldn't bear to pour cold water. Although the broken army has now come into initial contact with the rules, it is still far from the true meaning of the rules. She wasn't in a hurry, though, they had a long time to do all of this anyway.

The Emperor is finally showing signs of awakening, and the planet's evil aura seems to have filled the void it has had for years, giving it a beautiful feast. Po Jun originally thought that Huang Huang could also transform into a human appearance, but when he heard Wu Yin's explanation. Only then did he know the final state of the Imperial Land. It's the form of that Zhu Yan.

Originally, it was just a strange beast formed by the mother gathering the evil qi of heaven and earth, but because of its cute appearance. So I was raised by my mother. After all these years, the relationship between them is very deep. And some beings who think they are righteous can't stand the beasts, so they do a lot of things. Mom fell into a deep sleep, which was probably the most unbearable thing in Huanghuang's heart.

Po Jun doesn't have much feeling about these things, this world is the world of survival of the fittest, and it is weakness that gives others a reason to hurt themselves. Only by becoming very strong, so strong that all the people are helpless against you, can you have a foothold in this place where the strong survive.

The ensuing assassins finally confirmed the mood of the broken army, and he looked at these extremely powerful warriors who used assassination, and a piercing chill appeared in his eyes. Almost everyone was infected by that crazy killing intent, and although they were helpless, there was no way not to obey the dispatch of the holy warrior.

Moreover, Scorpio has always been the most belligerent of the zodiac, and they themselves are quite looking forward to this assassination. This time, the Scorpio Palace almost poured out, some in the light, some in the dark, and the leader was the holy warrior of the Scorpio Palace-Miro.

Po Jun said with a mocking smile: "Your Excellency is Miro, the zodiac really looks up to me, and even dispatched the entire people of the Doom Palace to deal with one person." Say, are you going to get on the wheels together, or the wheels? ”

The other members of the palace were almost ashamed when they heard his words, but Miro, who was the leader, was not moved in the slightest. He looked at Po Jun coldly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead man: "Say it, just say it, I'm afraid this is the last time you speak." ”

I don't know when the fog floated around, and an ethereal voice came, with a faint disdain: "What a big breath, the holy warriors of the Palace of Doom are really not as good as the generation." Let's take a look at what you have to do other than besiege with a group of men. ”

Miro's face changed almost invisibly, and he noticed that the fog that drifted here was obviously related to the person who spoke, but now he couldn't detect where the person who spoke was, as if as long as there was fog, he existed. And listening to the tone of that person's voice, it seemed that he was very familiar with the holy warriors of the past generations of the Doom Palace, which really made him jealous.

The assassins, who had been rejoicing at the sudden mist, suddenly felt their bodies gradually stiffen, and they immediately understood that the mist contained toxins that even their scorpions could not resist. The assassins could no longer hide their figures, and they fell in front of everyone like mollusks on the verge of death.

Miro immediately understood that something was wrong, but at this moment he also felt that his hands and feet were not obeying, and even his throat seemed to be frozen at this moment. Watching his subordinates fall one by one, he couldn't help but look like ashes...