Wang Yue was indeed caught seven inches.

The thousand-year-old depression was hidden in his heart, and he struck Zhu Soul a hundred times, although he was relieved, Qiqi was dead after all.

All the outrage is not equal to this fact.

Zhu Soul's 10,000 lives are less than those of Qiqi.

Revenge is the only thing that sustains him.

After killing Zhu Soul, he didn't know what to do.

He didn't even want to go out, he didn't dare to face Qiqi's corpse.

Although there was a conspiracy of Zhu Soul, Qiqi still died at his hands after all.

If he hadn't been so light, it would have been a different outcome.

For thousands of years, it was not only Zhu Soul who was tormented, he was also suffering.

Now that he heard that Qiqi could be resurrected, how could he not be excited.

Not to mention letting go of Zhu Soul, even if he exchanged his life, he would never hesitate.

It was only then that Wang Yue knew his heart.

In the end, it's still Qiqi, that's someone who can be guarded with his life!

You can eat a trench and grow a wisdom.

With Qiqi's death, he didn't answer immediately, his eyes were staring at Zhu Soul, but his brain was running wildly.

Wrong.

Zhu Soul is not a fool.

Tortured for hundreds of years, Zhu Soul's spirit was already on the verge of collapse, and several of them even cried and shouted for mercy.

Why did he say that?

Castle?

Wang Yue didn't believe that those times were fakes.

Zhu Soul's confidence has long been ravaged by him, but if there is even the slightest possibility, he will not wait until now.

There is a high probability that Zhu Soul is lying!

"Are you lying to me?"

Wang Yue's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Just kidding Qiqi, I still have a lot of useless means, definitely more evil than you think!"

Zhu Soul's calmness didn't last for a second, and he knelt down in an instant.

He believed Wang Yue's words.

Dozens of lifetimes ago, he felt that the resurrection was a torture.

Wang Yue was a hundred times more evil than him, the evil god.

Hundreds of deaths, there is no duplicate.

always when he is the most proud, the most relaxed, very bizarre appearance, and then a fluttering sentence.

"I'm here, I've seen you a long time ago, I'm just kidding you..."

The damage value is not insignificant.

As Wang Yue thought, he had no faith at all.

However, he didn't want to die even more.

Snot and tears flowed out instantly, and Zhu Soul knelt down and begged.

"Wang Yue, what I said is true, you have to believe me.

The soul decomposition essence is all operated by me, and after Qiqi dies, I don't have time to maintain the evil god world at all..."

Wang Yue's brows furrowed.

It stands to reason that this is the case.

There must be something wrong, otherwise Zhu Soul would have done this a long time ago.

"Okay, tell me where Qiqi's soul is? Just make sure she's still around, and I'll let you go! ”

If you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle, and you get to the heart of the problem.

Zhu Soul's tone of begging for mercy froze.

Immediately, he pointed to the dagger in Wang Yue's hand.

"Wang Yue, the body of the Evil God World is the Soul Devouring Dagger, the souls are all there, I have to go in before I can bring all the souls out!"

Wang Yue's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

The Soul Eater Dagger is not only the body of the world, but also the home of the Zhu Soul, a machine spirit.

If he lets Zhu Soul go back, he will be able to recover his strength immediately, and he can also control the destruction of the world.

Isn't this hundred generations of chasing and killing in vain?

There must be something greasy.

Wang Yue made up his mind and would never let Zhu Soul go back.

Then he began to ponder, is Qiqi's soul still alive, can it really be resurrected?

The Soul Devouring Dagger is just a dead thing, the soul devours and decomposes, and the world guards, all of which must be operated by the origin of the Zhu Soul.

And Zhu Soul has been hunted down, so Qiqi's soul must still be there.

The first half of Zhu Soul's words were right.

You can use your ass to know that the Soul Devouring Dagger must have something else to do.

In other words, the second half is lying, and Qiqi's soul is not in the Soul Devouring Dagger at all.

So where did the soul go?

For thousands of years, he has not been without action, he has tried all kinds of methods of conjuring spirits, but there is no response.

That's why he's desperate.

Zhu Soul's body was shaking, and Wang Yue's gaze was also focused on Zhu Soul.

The evil god Zhu Soul, the origin of the world, devours the souls of the outside world...

Wait a minute!

Wang Yue finally figured it out.

His expression instantly became extremely fierce.

"Zhu Soul, Qiqi is in your body!"

seemed to be asking, but Wang Yue was extremely determined.

The reason why the Zhu Soul is powerful is precisely because of the soul devouring.

Then Qiqi died here, and the soul must have gone to Zhu Soul, so as to explain the reason why the soul could not be found.

"You're right, because you didn't have time to decompose the soul essence, Qiqi is still intact."

"In other words, you haven't had time to digest it yet!"

Zhu Soul's face was extremely pale, and he trembled even more.

Wang Yue was still talking.

"And I'm sure you dog thing will only swallow, not release the soul, you will only decompose the soul."

Hearing this, Zhu Soul hurriedly defended.

"Wang Yue, you, you are wrong, I can, it only takes time, as long as I have mana, I can restore Qiqi in an instant..."

Wang Yue sneered.

"Still quibbling, you are just a devouring python, if you want to take out things, you can only cramp and peel them!"

Zhu Soul instantly collapsed to the ground.

He didn't expect Wang Yue to guess them all.

The soul has become a part of his body, and he is like a god who has been piled up with souls, and wants to take the soul unless he dies.

Wang Yue's eyes were full of hatred, and he gave Zhu Soul the final blow.

"Don't quibble, instead of waiting for you to release someone, it's better for me to take it myself!"

In a word, Wang Yue did not give Zhu Soul a chance to refute.

He was full of gray qi and rushed towards Zhu Soul.

Gray qi and body, Zhu Soul's body was eroded inch by inch, and in an instant, he was no longer human.

"Wang, Wang Yue, yes, you forced me..."

The voice gradually became hoarse, Zhu Soul's flesh had dissolved, and Sen Sen's skull and mandibles opened and closed up and down.

"I want you, and I'll never find you... Seventy-seven. ”

As the last two words were spoken, the white bones were completely dissolved.

A cloud of gray light suddenly appeared.

It is the origin of the world, and it is also the soul of the instrument, and it is the soul of countless souls!

Yes~

The earth-shattering roar came, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and Wangshen Mountain cracked inch by inch.

Yes~

Zhu Soul's soul roared angrily in the sky, and his voice rose higher and higher.

Thundered~

The rubble on Wangshen Mountain flew, and with a loud click, the entire mountain began to collapse.

The sound shook thousands of miles, and the anger rushed into the sky.

Wang Yue's hair fluttered in the sound waves, but he stared at Zhu Soul's soul without blinking.

Countless souls with only heads floated out of the ashes.

Their expressions were hideous, and their mouths were wide open, as if they were roaring, more like liberation after countless years of enslavement.

This is the spirit.

It is not only the embodiment of human wisdom, but also the tonic of Zhu Soul's godhood.

Of course, there are also some complete souls floating out.

Wang Yue saw a man in overalls, and the logo of the king's car dealership was still on the clothes.

Seeing this, Wang Yue knew that he had guessed correctly.

The soul of the king car dealer is still intact, so Qiqi must be fine.

With hope, Wang Yue's eyes widened.

He had to find out Seven-Seven.

But at this moment, the gray light rose sharply, and the air became distorted.

In an instant, the light increased several times, and a huge power struck.

It's energy, it's evil, it comes from the soul.

Zhu Soul didn't say anything cruel, he wanted to blow himself up!

Rumble!

It was like a nuclear bomb exploding, and the gray light filled the entire Wangshen Mountain.

The shockwave of energy lifted the boulder and threw it into the distance.

The boulder flew dozens of kilometers and went directly into Wangshen City.

Wang Yue didn't move.

With his super-god-level abilities here, he has no fear of these at all.

But his eyes were split.

Because a black hole appeared in the center of the light, countless souls were swallowed by it.

Including a familiar figure.

Seventy-seven!