Chapter Seventy-Seven: Devouring

Listening to Wu Potian's extremely unpleasant words, the Master of Xuan Ming was eager to slap this damn guy to death, but unfortunately, he was a Xuan Soul Body, and his palm power was useless against the physical body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Even if the cultivation has an effect on the physical body, the power of a Xuan Soul without a physical body is very limited, but the Master Xuan Ming is very angry now!

What does it mean that it is easier to die than to live? Is it easy for Bendi to persist in living until now with great perseverance? How can he die so easily?

He was arrogant and angry, and immediately made an extremely irrational decision:

He must make Wu Potian pay a heavy price, even if he is really dead. There are no other reasons for this:

Just because, Wu Potian is too despicable!

Moreover, this extremely despicable method is an infringement on the authority of an emperor-level master, a great disrespect, and a blasphemy and challenge to the dignity of the predecessors.

Therefore, Wu Potian must die today!

However, when the Venerable Master was angry, he made a decision in a hurry, but he ignored an extremely fundamental condition, that is:

With his current strength, can he kill that kid from Wu Potian? And he used his best Xuan Soul Attack Technique to make two moves in a row, and everyone is alive and well, if the other party attacks, can he stop it?

If you can't die, what should you do, can you still live?

However, after the dignity of the Martial Emperor level was seriously provoked, the Venerable Master Xuan Ming did not think so carefully and thought so much at all......

Because, for a long time, he has been arrogant in the emperor-level high position, treats human life like a mustard, and is accustomed to being high, he can't stand an ignorant junior who insults his dignity at all.

This is a serious insult and shameless blasphemy against a generation of emperor-level masters, how can such a person let him live in the world?

The Venerable Master Xuanming, who was carried away by anger, now hated in his heart: higher than the sky, if the sea is deep, he can't wait to pick Wu Potian's skin on the spot and pull his tendons......

And Wu Potian saw that his deliberate insults and agitation finally had the desired effect, he was in his heart, and laughed:

"Hehe, what about an emperor-level master, fart, what kind of thing, such a simple heart-attacking technique can't be broken, so many thousands of years, do they all live to the belly of a dog?"

Laughing at this, Wu Potian found that he was getting worse and worse, and sometimes, he was so difficult to figure out, what would he do next?

However, Wu Potian discovered:

This unfathomable and profound artistic conception needs to be carried forward, the more ethereal and difficult to find one's intentions, the more difficult it is to find oneself, so that the enemy cannot find the north, the heavier the blow to the enemy!

It's a shame that this kind of strength is not carried forward well!

Thinking of this, Wu Potian suddenly took the "Phantom Heaven Quenching Soul Formula" steeply, and the already extremely strange environment in the Yin Wind Cave became even more mysterious under the effect of the Soul Quenching Technique......

At this moment, the airflow in the Yin Wind Pass suddenly began to fluctuate, and the entire pass was filled with an extremely strange devouring power, which quietly spread.

He silently recited the Devouring Secret of the Illusory Heaven Quenching Soul Recipe in his heart, and the fluctuations of the air flow in the Yin Wind Pass immediately underwent a strange transformation.

This change has only one purpose, and that is:

Devour all the spirits without mercy!

As soon as he felt this extremely threatening devouring power, the Venerable Master knew that this time he was in a big way, and it was very likely that he would really die.

As the devouring power became stronger and stronger, no matter what method the Master used to lock the spirit, he could not stop the continuous loss of the spirit......

He yelled in horror, "Damn boy, what kind of ghost and demon method are you doing?"

Hey, hey, hey......

"Drama people change, and each one is subtly different. Venerable Master Xuanming, do you think this gentleman will tell you the secret?"

When he was smiling, Wu Potian suddenly shot a strange light, his divine sense was as sharp as a knife, and from the strange gaze that was neither purple nor red, blue or black, countless sharp blades suddenly flew out, covering a direction and cutting fiercely......

"Ah, damn boy, you dare to kill Bendi?!"

"Idiot!"

If I don't kill you, is this gentleman here to hide cats and cats with you and throw grass to play?

After saying the word "idiot", Wu Potian didn't bother to say a word, but secretly sped up his speed, just in case the Venerable Master Xuan Ming was dying and the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry.

However, there are some things that you can't just guard against!

What should come will still come, and there is a way: blessings and misfortunes are relied upon, and misfortunes and blessings are lurking.

Woe and blessing have always been twin sisters, accompanying each other and coming together......

Just when Wu Potian thought that the rivers and lakes were fixed, and it was difficult for the Master Xuan Ming to turn the sky, he suddenly turned into an elbow and armpit, which scared him a lot:

I saw that the air flow in the Yin Wind Cave suddenly began to contract sharply, except for the powerful weird devouring ripples, and then expanded wildly outward.

After only a few expansions and contractions, the Venerable Master Xuanming, who was originally invisible to the naked eye, appeared in the form of an extremely funny balloon.

Although it looks very funny, Wu Potian can't laugh at all:

Because, from this ball, he felt great danger.

And this kind of danger does not hurt the physical body, but only the soul, and the huge soul damage is more than a hundred times more serious than the physical injury!

Thinking of this, Wu Potian's eyes immediately lit up with golden light, and he suddenly shouted:

Give me a break, break......

With that shout, countless golden swords suddenly shot out from the golden light in his eyes, slashing towards the round ball that had just appeared.

He tried to break the face with a point, and broke it in one fell swoop.

But suddenly an eerie sneer appeared in the ball:

"Hehe, boy, if you want Bendi to die, how can it be so easy?

"Hmph, a dying geist who still wants to jump off the wall in a hurry?"

After saying this, the Xuan Soul Spear, which had been prepared a long time ago, was driven by Wu Potian's mind, and suddenly shot at a lightning speed from the spatial crack to the huge round ball.

Wu Potian Senran snorted coldly: "Die!"

"Hmph, give me a blast ......"

At this critical moment, a sharp spear with a cold blue color pierced through the ball, like a blue meteor, detonating in the ball.

Sneer...... Puff puff......

With a sharp sound, the ball burst open, and there was no explosion, leaving only an extremely unwilling curse:

"Boy, even if you devour Bendi, there will be people who will settle accounts with you in the future, so you just wait to be ridiculed and die......!"

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? But the people who troubled Benjun have all died under my iron fists, and you are no exception, and your successors will not be an exception.

Die, don't worry, I will definitely cherish life and live strongly!"

"Damn boy, Bendi cursed you not to die well!"

Hahaha......

There are many enemies who have cursed this king, but I have always been alive and well.

As soon as the laughter stopped, Wu Potian danced with his hands and shouted: "Xuan Soul Devour, swallow it for me!" (To be continued.) )