Hei Ling'er saw that Wu Yu's neck was broken with golden silk, and knew that he was in a hurry, so he directly threw the head of the Night King. In this case, within a few breaths, Wu Yu's physical body will die and can no longer be used. As for whether the Night King's divine thoughts could successfully merge with Wu Yu's primordial spirit, he couldn't care about it.

If he succeeds, he will make a great contribution to this trip, and it will not be in vain. If it fails, it means that the fate of the Wanliu Valley tribe has been written. It's really nothing to him. It was just to turn around and leave, and go to the Kunlin tribe. The sooner he defects, the more benefits he will receive.

Wu Yu was itching, leaning back, and was about to fall, when a strong voice entered his mind.

"Quickly let go of your divine sense and merge with me, but you can keep your life alive!"

At the moment when the skull collided with his, black flames poured out of the skeleton's eyes, the size of a human head.

This is a simple divine thought wrapped in a mass of essence. Originally, it was hosted by the skull left by the Night King, and with the blessing of the Blood-Devouring God Array, it was enough to sustain itself. But it was detached from this skull, and could not exist outside for even a breath. If it can't find a new host, dissipating into heaven and earth is its only end.

Fortunately, Wu Yu has no resistance now, and the desire to survive trumps everything. The black flame reached the air, passed through Wu Yu's flesh and skull without hindrance, and with a single sting, it turned into the center of his eyebrows and disappeared.

At this time, Gou Zhu was picking up the black heavy water bead that had fallen from the ground. This heavy water bead originally had Wu Yu's soul mark on it. But the moment Wu Yu's head was cut off and invaded by the Night King's divine sense, this soul mark dimmed, and it was successfully branded by him in an instant.

Gou Zhu smiled and put this thing into the fairy lotus. Only then did I look up and find that Wu Yu was not dead!

His neck was broken, and his head was almost about to slip off. But at this time, the upper half of the cut of his broken neck grew a kind of red vessel-like tentacles, which quickly connected to the incision below. The head, which was about to slide to the ground, stopped abruptly.

Wu Yu's eyes were filled with black flames, staining both of his eyes black. The whites of his eyes were gone, and he looked terrible.

In fact, in the black fire turbidity on the skeleton of the Night King, there was not only the residual divine thoughts of the Night King, but also the essence refined from the flesh and primordial spirits of hundreds of foundation building monks who had died here. These essences are enough to heal Wu Yu of ten serious injuries. It's just that if Wu Yu died, it definitely didn't have the ability to resurrect the dead.

Fortunately, although Wu Yu's body and head were separated and all the meridians and bloodlines were interrupted, he was not dead. The Night King's divine sense instantly entered Wu Yu's sea of consciousness, and he immediately used the remnants of the flesh and blood of this head, the veins of growth, to reconnect the head and body that had been disconnected.

After these veins were connected, Wu Yu's head regained control of the body. He immediately raised his hands and lifted his head, aligning the severed part of his neck. The skin on both sides of the incision is immediately and visibly bridged. The blood gushing out like a fountain stopped.

The change in the situation caught Gou Zhu a little off guard. But he immediately reacted, the Formation Master had already entered the Formation, and it was extremely dangerous! Once the Formation Master resumed his cultivation, he was afraid that none of them would be the opponent of this ancient power.

What worries him even more is the wood. Wood is there to destroy the Array Master. Now that the battle master is still there, it means that the trip of the wood is not going well. Looking at the top of the peak, he saw that the wooden figure had long since disappeared, but the highest throne had been knocked down in half, and he knew that the wood was obviously more than lucky.

The current battle lord has just entered the residence, and if he is killed in time, there is still a glimmer of hope. Gou Zhu decisively ordered the nineteenth: "Nineteenth, you go up to find wood, and I will deal with this guy." ”

The Nineteenth nodded and ran to the summit. Gou Zhu pulled out the Hellfire Sword in his hand and stabbed it straight at Wu Yu's eyebrows.

The Hellfire Sword carried a cold aura that pressed Wu Yu's mind. But he couldn't move. Although the meridians have been connected, the major wound on the neck is still being repaired, and the whole body only feels paralyzed for a while, and he can't move at all. Once the hook pierces the center of his eyebrows, even if he is resurrected by the ancient power, he will still die.

At this moment, a gust of black wind flashed, and a black-robed short and fat demon cultivator appeared, and with a wave of his palm, dozens of long black iron feathers were unfurled, like an iron fan blocking in front of Gou Zhu. Gou Zhu stabbed hard, and the Hellfire Sword pierced into the gap between the two iron feathers.

Gou Zhu did not give up, the two were already extremely close at this time, he held the sword in his right hand, and slapped the demon cultivator with a slap in his left hand. What he didn't expect was that this demon cultivator seemed to be wearing an iron scale armor under his black robe. At the same time as he slapped it, these sharp iron scales stood up one after another, and he suddenly felt a pain in his palm like a knife.

The demon cultivator smiled contemptuously and stirred the iron fan with his hand.

After all, Hei Ling'er is a Void Pill cultivator, and her strength is huge. Gou Zhu even stumbled with a sword, and was thrown to the ground. Black Ling'er showed her hand and waved, and dozens of black wing feathers struck like a storm. Fortunately, the hook was lightly fought, and he turned over and dodged. Only one black feather did not dodge, and with a pop it pierced his right shoulder.

Hei Ling'er also made a hasty move, so she couldn't kill with one blow. At this time, he planned to completely end his life, but he heard the Night King behind him say, "Don't entangle with these juniors. Give me the Dharma protector first, and when my physical injuries are healed, give me my Nine Souls Divine Pill, and then naturally no one will have anything to do with me. ”

Hei Ling'er nodded and obeyed, stopped her steps, and did not continue to look for trouble, but sat cross-legged and pinched the trick. Dozens of black ghost owl feathers suddenly appeared out of thin air in the air, flashing with a metallic luster, like dozens of cold and cold Ugin blades.

As he pinched, the blades whirled in the air, quickly forming a translucent black light shield that enveloped him and the Night King.

The Night King remained still. His neck was almost twice as thick as it was, and it was a translucent purple color due to congestion. Purple and blue bloodlines could be seen growing almost visibly. The black fire in his eyes was fading as his divine consciousness fused, slowly turning into the appearance of normal human eyes.

Wu Yu is still there. In his feelings, it was just that some more memories suddenly appeared in his mind. He remembered something that had happened in antiquity 10,000 years ago. He also remembered a lot of incomparably advanced magical spells. He didn't even need to familiarize himself with the memories as if they were his own.

On the contrary, it can be said that the Night King is no longer there. It's just that for Hei Ling'er, the current Wu Yu is the Night King.

In addition to the foreign memories that entered his body, there was also a surging essence that was constantly repairing the injuries on his body, strengthening his meridians, and expanding his sea of qi. The flesh and blood of his whole body kept dying and then being reborn, and so on and so forth, and the realm climbed again and again.

Wu Yu felt that his true qi had condensed into a void pill almost instantly under the powerful external force. As soon as the light of the Void Pill shone, the wall of absolute knowledge collapsed, and the entire sea of knowledge became clear and transparent.

But that's not the end of the story. Immediately after that, the sea of qi was turbulent, the waves were like fury, and this force continued to flood unscrupulously. The seven-colored aura of red, orange, red, green, blue, and purple condensed one color at a time.

When the last color of purple appeared, the first trace of pure mana was condensed in his sea of qi, and the purple mansion appeared! This kind of thing that he had never dared to think of before actually came true in front of his eyes.

At the same time, he also longs for this kind of essence from the outside. The entire Blood-Devouring God Holding Array could be seen clearly in his divine sense. And now he also has the ability to control the entire large array. Soon, all kinds of strange things happened everywhere in the Ghost Howling Palace.

A group of disciples from the Fire Hall and several disciples of the Five Elements Sect were desperately fighting for a large magic weapon that resembled an ancient bell. Suddenly, this magic weapon exploded by itself! The nine people present were instantly shattered.

A young monk finally snatched an elixir, and was about to put it into the immortal lotus, when this elixir burned violently, and the flames quickly enveloped him, instantly burning into a burning man.

Several female cultivators of Fengxue Nunnery were at the door of a treasure house full of pills, and they were constantly weakening the pure yang prohibition at the door with water grinding skills, and seeing that this prohibition was about to be completely worn through, the entire cave collapsed for no reason. The boulder fell, and the three female cultivators died.

Finally someone began to run outside the Ghost Howl Palace. But at this time, they discovered that the huge hollows on the mountain of the Ghost Howling Palace, which could have been entered and exited casually, were now all forbidden and sealed. These prohibitions were not imposed later, but they were already there, but they were not activated at first.

The entire Ghost Howling Palace was like a giant beast devouring flesh and blood, and began to continuously harvest the lives of everyone in this palace.

The endless flow of essence continued to gather, gathering along the red veins in the mountain to the top of the mountain, and finally converged into a blood-colored torrent floating in the air, passing through the black feather shield of Black Ling'er without hindrance, and surging towards Wu Yu's eyebrows!

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and countless glass-like fragments broke in the air, and then disappeared in an instant. A woman in a white plain dress rushed out with a water sword in her hand. Leng Lingqiu finally broke through Huang Lu's water mirror refraction array. She didn't want to fight Huang Lu to the end, but rushed up to find Wu Yu, but first saw the hook halfway through.

She was about to stab Gou Xu's throat with a sword, but the other party didn't hide at all, but said coldly: "Your Wu Yu of the Five Elements Sect has become a monster. If we don't kill him, we'll all die!"

Leng Lingqiu's heart suddenly cooled by half. What she feared finally happened.