Chapter 215: Heroes Are Mortals, How Are They Different From You and Me?

"Immortality and immortality? You...... What do you mean? Zhao Qingsong was shocked to realize that something was wrong, and his face changed drastically.

"So far, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you, how can you bear my great magical power? I will now inject all my soul into your body, these six hundred years of supernatural power, only I can use it freely, after I take away your soul, I can naturally easily break the soul hooking technique of the ghost knife, I broke the soul hooking technique will break the underworld, go back to the human world to use your body to grab the soul snatching gun, at that time, heaven and earth, isn't it a gallop of Ren Benjun? Hehehehe, I don't just want Yan Jun of the local government, but also be the lord of the Three Realms, to be an immortal Jade Emperor who rules the Three Realms forever, hahaha~~~~"

The more Emperor Song spoke, the more excited he became, and finally his face was hideous, and he couldn't help laughing!

Zhao Qingsong had already felt that something was wrong, and he noticed that there was a problem in the plan that Emperor Song said, but he fell into the current embarrassing situation, and he didn't have any dominance at all, so he had to act according to Emperor Song's plan.

Zhao Qingsong condensed his spirit and unleashed the magic power of the Dharma Eyes that he had secretly cultivated for six days, and when the Dharma Eyes in his forehead landed, a faint seven-colored streamer also shot out, which actually slowed down the seven-color streamer shot by Emperor Song!

"Yu Yanjun, this is completely different from what you said at the beginning? You lied to me? If you take away my soul, I wonder what will happen to my consciousness? ”

Emperor Song smiled evilly: "Are you conscious, hehe...... Of course, it will dissipate immediately, and it will never be reborn! You don't have to struggle anymore, I have already done something to you a few days ago, your divine soul now belongs to me, and it is useless for you to struggle, even if I pour all the magic power into your body, with this little bit of your way, how can it be possible for the envoy to move? How could he be the enemy of that evil thing? As the saying goes, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, I'm worried that you are too young after all, too inexperienced, I'm afraid you can't find the soul snatcher, and you can't fight the old treacherous and slippery Yu Tengqi, so this matter is handled by me personally, it is very safe, you obediently sacrifice your soul, I slaughtered Yu Tengqi for you, and it can be regarded as avenging your blood hatred, now you have no choice but this road, give up resistance, Zhao Qingsong! ”

Saying this, Emperor Song played a magic trick in his hand, Zhao Qingsong was like a lightning strike, the palm that tried to block the seven-colored streamer was really obediently put down, the look on his face began to become dull, and the magic eyes in his forehead no longer resisted, and the speed of the seven-color streamer suddenly accelerated again.

And the body of Emperor Song and Emperor Song's seven-colored streamer all swarmed towards Zhao Qingsong's forehead with the seven-colored streamer!

But after only one breath, Zhao Qingsong's expression suddenly returned to normal, and his eyes in his forehead suddenly closed, blocking all the seven-colored streamers shot by Emperor Song!

Zhao Qingsong's face was twisted, and he said with great difficulty: "You...... You...... You are delusional! ”

A feeling of being teased welled up in his heart, and he had never had such a strange feeling for as long as he could remember.

He has always been intelligent, how could he have been so calculated?

When did he, a wise man who had experienced the world, suffer such a big loss?

Although Emperor Song is not really in trouble at the moment, Zhao Qingsong has already understood that since Emperor Song saw him for the first time, this big conspiracy has been launched in Emperor Song's heart!

Now the great conspiracy of the Song Emperor has come to an end!

Now that he has fallen completely into passivity, is there any good way to solve the situation in front of him?

No matter how smart Zhao Qingsong is, in the face of this situation, he can't even come up with a fart idea!

In the face of absolute strength, resourcefulness always shows so pale.

Drag! It can be delayed for a while.

Many things, often after delay, will take a turn for the better.

But does it really work now?

Zhao Qingsong didn't know either, but for the sake of today, he really couldn't think of any other good way.

But no matter what, it is impossible to let him obediently stay where he is and be arrested, even if he does a little senseless resistance, even if it is just a simple disgusting and disgusting Emperor Song, he will continue to do it.

Because Zhao Qingsong believes in one sentence, things are man-made!

Zhu Miaoying is still waiting for herself to be saved, how can she give up?

Even if you die, you must die standing and never live on your knees!

Emperor Song's magic trick changed continuously, and he said sharply: "The mantis arm blocks the car, the dragonfly shakes the pillar, and it is not self-sufficient!" ”

Zhao Qingsong's body was shocked again, and the Dharma Eyes in his forehead slowly opened again, and the seven-colored streamers that he had been impatient for a long time poured into the Dharma Eyes again.

But after just two breaths, Zhao Qingsong's eyes in his forehead closed again, and the speed of the seven-colored streamer stopped again, and the expression on his face became extremely distorted and hideous again: "It's not so tolerant...... Easy, I ...... I'm back again! Turn me off! ”

Emperor Song's whole body trembled: "You go back for me, and the law will open it for me!" ”

After another two breaths, the Dharma Eyes opened again, and the seven-colored streamers began to drill into the Dharma Eyes again.

"Off, and, get me out!" After only two breaths, Zhao Qingsong's forehead eyes closed again, and what was even more outrageous was that Zhao Qingsong was forced out of a few seven-colored streamers in his forehead!

Emperor Song was already a little angry at this time, he had laid out this for a long time, and he had bowed to ninety-nine bows, but he didn't expect to get stuck on the last trembling, and cast spells again and again, shouting angrily: "You open it for me!" ”

"Off!"

"Open!"

"Off! Get out! ”

“……”

Zhao Qingsong and Emperor Song seemed to be in a tug-of-war, making the law switch non-stop, and the seven-color streamer also went in a few points, out of half a point, the two tossed for an hour, and the seven-color streamer was still progressing slowly!

What made Zhao Qingsong feel a little desperate was that although he was trying his best to prevent the seven-colored streamer from entering, although the time for the seven-colored streamer to enter the law was greatly slow, the slow progress did not stop, and sooner or later, the seven-color streamer would all penetrate into the law after all.

At that point, his consciousness will have to dissipate completely!

Zhao Qingsong was anxious.

Emperor Song also saw this, and he was not in a hurry, so he switched on and off with Zhao Qingsong!

It's a pity that after a long time, it will change, and it is indeed an eternal truth!

Just as the two were tug-of-war, there was a loud 'boom' in the sky, and a piece of sky was torn apart, and a tattered purgatory fell out of the crack and fell crookedly on the mountain on the side, smashing the mountain for three points!

'Boom' and 'Purr', countless mountains and rocks rolled down in all directions, and the entire underworld began to shake violently!

Emperor Song's face changed greatly: "Zhao Qingsong, Yu Tengqi has split the Eighteen Purgatory Array, and he is about to get out of trouble, and when Yu Tengqi comes out, you will die without a place to be buried!" Why don't you relax and let me take it away? Open!!! ”

Zhao Qingsong sneered: "Guan!! Hehe, if I let you take it away, I will die and have a place to be buried? I see Yu Tengqi come out well, as soon as he comes out, he will definitely be the first to kill you, I can watch you die first, fortunately! ”

"You are presumptuous! Zhao Qingsong, if Benjun hadn't made a move, you would have been caught and devoured by Yu Tengqi, Benjun saved your life, and now let you return Benjun's life, is this too much? You're going to die anyway, instead of cheapening that dog thing, why can't you cheapen Ben Yanjun? Open! Emperor Song heard the roar in the air getting louder and louder, and knew that it wouldn't take a moment or a half for Yu Tengqi to appear, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Off! Excessive! It's excessive! You have bad intentions in saving me, your original intention was not to save me but to take me away, and now what are you saying that saved my life? Thou shalt go to the grave and burn hay, thou wilt fool the devils? ”

I only heard another loud bang in the sky, and the ten layers of hell flew out of the cracks in the sky, falling in all directions with a bang, and the entire Hengshan Difu began to shake wildly, as if there had been an eighth-magnitude earthquake!