A brilliant glow fills the world.

By the time the crisis had subsided, the whole outside world had come back to life.

The wind is clear, the valley is green, and the sun is abundant.

Everything that happened just now makes people feel that Nan Ke is dreaming is so unreal.

"How so."

When everything that happened in the distance had dissipated, the soul with long silver hair spoke.

His eyes were dull, his eye sockets were sunken, and his flesh was dried up here.

It's hard to imagine that he would end up like this.

He escaped from the primeval lands, full of confidence and spirit. The invincible opponent in all directions should have run rampant in the world and restore the grand occasion of the heavenly court back then.

But now just one palm of his hand has made him so embarrassed that he has died in this mysterious area.

"No, I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled to this!"

Beside this silver-haired soul, the pangolin roared, it was almost completely crazy, and the soul breath on his body was constantly crumbling, and now under the previous successive heavy blows, he had already lost much life breath, let alone much strength.

Angry, he was terrified, but in the end he had no strength to support him, and his voice was extremely weak, weak, not much louder than the sound of mosquitoes.

As for the strong man with bones all over his body, there were not many left, and in the previous battle, the losses were the most serious, and he almost fell on the spot.

Now, when everything had calmed down, the originally boiling golden light on his body had long since dissipated, and his current soul power was only one-third left.

The skull, which was originally dazzling like a golden crystal, was not much left, and the remaining soul light still in this place was still struggling tenaciously and still disillusioned.

But all this is obviously useless, and now, even if they have the means to go to heaven, they will not be able to restore the previous situation, and the weak soul fire seems to be extinguished at any time.

“.”

In the golden skull, the soul fire slowly beats, revealing an extremely resentful emotion, he is the most seriously injured, and he can't even speak.

At this time, the grief and indignation were indignant

As immortals, as the most elite group of the primeval era, they have experienced all kinds of calamities, suffered all kinds of tribulations, and experienced countless lives and deaths in the past years, but they didn't expect that the end of their lives would be like this, miserable.

It's better to die in that big battle with a bang.

This golden skull-like immortal soul sighed like this.

In just a few seconds, the souls of the three immortals experienced all kinds of struggles, anger, panic, despair, but in this there was more regret.

"I'm really unwilling, I'm really sorry"

Looking at the weasel coming from afar, the pangolin's eyes showed a look of resentment.

It's just a small golden pill mirror, if they did their best at the beginning and didn't give him any chance to escape, then this situation is not destined to be like this now.

I didn't expect that the momentary laughter and playfulness actually put my life into it, and it ended so sadly.

The weasel that should have died was now stepping on their heads and crawling at each other's feet.

This kind of scene, this sad feeling, is difficult for them to accept and cannot be described in words.

And the weasel on the other side was still a little down, thinking that it was just luck to survive this time, and this feeling of involuntary self-help was really bad.

But soon he looked at the current situation, and immediately laughed, completely getting rid of the complicated emotions from before.

After all, he is still alive now, he has not been traumatized, at most he can only be regarded as a little frightened, and the souls of the three immortals are different, swaggering in, lying on the ground with a dirty face.

How arrogant he was when he came in, and how embarrassed he was when he was lying there now.

Hehe, the weasel smiled brightly, especially when he opened his mouth, and his white teeth were particularly shiny in the sun.

He strode forward, as if he didn't see the three immortal souls, and as he walked, he suddenly stepped on the head of the pangolin, and then lowered his head in surprise, carefully discerned, and then let out an exaggerated cry!

"Aren't these the previous immortals? How did it end up in such a mess? ”

Seeing the weasel's contrived and arrogant appearance, the three immortal souls almost spewed out a mouthful of soul essence and fell on the spot.

"Be careful, be careful, you don't have much soul fluctuation now, but you must not log in again, in case you are directly, it will be funny."

The weasel smiled and spoke, looking at the three immortal souls staring at him, and his mood was extremely happy.

"Tut-tut, it's really embarrassing, I can't stand it anymore, how did you end up in this situation, did you do too many bad things, so you suffered this kind of retribution?"

Another immortal with long hair came to him, and the weasel next to him kicked him in the head, kicking his head like a leather ball on the ground several times, and then in his angry eyes, he stopped him with a kick.

"What about your previous self-confidence and confidence, didn't you claim that you could kill me here at will?"

The weasel spat twice and smiled and spoke.

"Come, I'll just stand here, whether it's me the three of you, or the three of you who beat me."

The weasel's words were extremely arrogant, looking at the three immortal souls, each of them was extremely angry.

But he doesn't have any energy to resist at all now, let alone make a move, even if he says a word, it will consume a great amount of soul breath, making their already disordered life fluctuations more and more dangerous.

Calm down, you must calm down, you must not be impulsive, it has reached the current situation, and there may be a glimmer of life.

However, when they looked at the weasel slowly walking towards them, with that kind of playful and mocking smile on their faces, they suddenly became angry!

"You damn brute."

They roared, they roared, causing the already almost collapsed body to become more and more disordered.

"Do you think you are so strong, descending in the world of my human race, all kinds of arrogance and arrogance, treating life as ants, but what is the result? In the end, it's not just a dead end. ”

The weasel completely ignored their growling and swearing, and spoke calmly and condescendingly.

"Now you're just worms in my eyes, and if you still insult a bug like this according to your previous thoughts, what will happen to them?"

The weasel's calm opening of his mouth made the three originally cursed souls calm down.

"Don't be impulsive yet, after all, we are gods who survived from the primeval era, and there are many things that you don't know."

The immortal soul with long silver hair had not given up, and wanted to persuade the weasel here to enlighten him and help him recover, but in the face of all this, the weasel's gaze gradually became cold.

"It's been like this now, and you still want to live?"

For these three immortal souls, he didn't have any mercy at all, when they came, the whole heaven and earth were devastated, and it was just a suck in when they opened their big mouths, and countless creatures died and countless beings died on that endless vast land.

And all this is just to allow them to recover their bodies in advance, and it is obvious that the aura around them, they can also recover.

But it was for that little time to recover quickly that they slaughtered everything around them with impunity.

This kind of sin is too numerous to mention.

Even if they were completely killed, their souls would not be enough to make up for the sins they had committed.

The weasel stretched out a hand, and the Nuwa Niangniang scroll behind it rattled, trying to explore their soul here, but it was already shattered. , not much life information remains.

But even so, he gained a lot of things and learned some extremely important information.

"What are you doing, do you know what you're doing? Can you peep into the souls of immortals? ”

The pangolin seemed to have understood that it was in danger today, so he simply cursed wildly here.

The weasel was not too careless, stepped forward very cautiously, waved the picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang, condensed a large streamer, and completely killed the three souls here on the spot.

The souls of the three immortals let out a last unwilling roar, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everything is silent, everything is over, the souls of these three immortals, under the power of Nuwa Niangniang, are completely shattered, and the souls are scattered here, and there is no chance to enter reincarnation and reincarnate again.

But the weasel is very clear and clear, although the three immortal souls are dead, in fact, all this is not over.

Here are the souls of seven immortals.

Among the souls of the seven immortals, the most powerful one was the one who was like an old man.

Once with the help of the altar, when watching the seven immortals descended, the weasel once looked at him deliberately.

The immortal aura exuded by this old man was extremely terrifying.

Now, after spying on the memories of the three broken immortal souls, he learned that the old man was even more terrifying than he imagined.

It seemed to come from the disciples of the top few existences in the Heavenly Court, and although it was only one of the apprentices, the combat power it possessed was still terrifying, just one was comparable to the souls of the other four immortals.

It's a pity that these three souls are already broken, and there is not much left to see all his mysteries.

As for the seven immortal souls, the powerhouse in second place was also exceptionally strong.

He has extremely domineering magical powers, he seems to be related to Buddhism, and it is not bad to have King Kong, and when he was alive, he had cultivated all his flesh and blood to a very high level, and this cultivation was also reflected in his soul.

As long as his soul is immortal, the condensed body can have the same strength as it was at the beginning.

His soul is also much stronger than average, and although it can't be compared to a pangolin, its overall strength is far greater than that of a wall piercing armor.

As for the remaining two immortal souls, they are not much different, and there is not much difference between them.

In addition to these seven, although the other scattered immortal souls are troublesome, they don't need to be taken to heart.

Relying on the ancient spells left behind by the First Emperor, as well as all kinds of magic weapons, they can suppress them without posing any threat to them.

Thinking about all this, the weasel seriously thought about the fighting power of each other.

Obviously, killing these three immortals together was just a fluke, and it was impossible to have such a chance next time.

After this move, this secret realm will enter a considerable cooling-off period, and it will no longer be easily provoked.

It was obviously extremely difficult to find this opportunity to kill the three immortals in one fell swoop.

So what should be done with the remaining four immortals?

If there is only one, it may be easier to deal with, relying on Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, and with the help of many Great Xia Wendao Bureau, one of them should be killed.

But if it's not easy to say against the strongest one, the second one may be able to fight, and life and death are unpredictable.

That's not a good situation.

The weasel frowned.

After entering the Jindan realm, in fact, he can already be regarded as half an immortal, but a real immortal is far beyond anyone's imagination.

This is no longer something that can be compensated for by quantity alone, but a leap in quality and non-China.

Especially in an immortal realm like this, where the power is almost intact, it is even more difficult to cause any damage.

Is there no other way?

The weasel frowned, what was in front of him at the moment was a dead end, if he didn't solve it as soon as possible, then what awaited him would be a dead end.

Faintly, the weasel's heart was heavy, and he felt an ominous premonition, could he really not deal with it this time?

Taking a deep breath, the weasel left the secret realm and flew towards the distance between heaven and earth, while constantly sorting out the information he had obtained in his mind.

In fact, in the souls of several immortals who had just passed the soul search, in addition to obtaining several magical spells, the weasel also obtained another knowledge.

That is all the places left by the first emperor of the primeval era, and the aura of heaven and earth will be extraordinarily rich, which is the most suitable for them to restore themselves.

Although it was not yet certain where the remaining immortal souls of them went, the location of the few secret realms that the First Emperor had left behind was not wrong.

It has to be subtracted as soon as possible

(End of chapter)