"I've been bothering the Hidden World Shrine for a long time, and I'm really embarrassed to continue living, so I'd better say goodbye. (Tiantian Chinese)" Zhao Rui said with a smile in his mouth, and his hand took out the desolate axe and barbarian dragon shield from the Qiankun ring.

Ling Yin'er said with true affection: "Brother Zhao Rui, it's too obvious for you to say this, you are my life-saving benefactor, you can live as long as you want, what's so embarrassing?"

Zhao Rui hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I don't have the ability to be your savior, with your ability, even if I don't make a move, the Golden Mist Jupeng can't do anything about you, right?

"Looks like you know everything. The smile on Ling Yin'er's pretty face gradually faded.

"I don't know everything, but it's enough. I just didn't expect that the relationship between God Slayer and the Dead Soul Immortal Palace would be so close, and I would actually live directly in the Dead Soul Immortal Palace!"

Ling Yin'er chuckled, "If you're willing to stay a little longer, I can tell you slowly." ”

"That's it. Leave this puzzle to me to solve slowly. ”

Ling Yin'er stabbed the two red mist souls with a blow, bursting with red electric sparks, "Brother Zhao Rui, you can't go, you still have this heart." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Rui's body was like a phantom, rushing straight towards her.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to her, and the desolate axe in his hand was shining with dazzling brilliance, and he was slashed down violently!

Ling Yin'er didn't seem to expect that Zhao Rui would come so fast, and before he even had time to react, he was chopped from head to foot by the desolate axe.

Zhao Rui struck a blow, but his face changed slightly.

Because he felt that the axe was not cut in place, but in the air, as if it had been slashed on a phantom!

At this moment, a chill suddenly rose behind him, and two cold killing intents stabbed from behind him!

Zhao Rui didn't have time to turn around to resist, and in a hurry, he rushed forward to buy a little time, and took the opportunity to teleport.

"Snort" There were two soft sounds, and two dark red rays of light flashed in his previous position.

The space was like a piece of paper split in two by a paper cutter, split in half in an instant.

Zhao Rui was secretly shocked in his heart, the mist soul thorn in the hand of this Ling Yin'er could be called the best among the artifacts, and it actually contained the divine power of tearing space!

Once stabbed by these two mist souls, it is extremely difficult to recover whether it is the body or the divine soul.

"Brother Zhao Rui, you hid quite quickly. Ling Yin'er chuckled, "I just don't know if you can hide next time!"

Before the words fell, her figure quickly faded away in front of Zhao Rui and disappeared.

Zhao Rui's eyes were fixed, his eyes were looking at the six roads, his ears were listening, and his vigilance was the highest.

Zhao Rui had seen the stealth and concealment technique of divine killing once, and it was indeed very unique, and Ling Yin'er's stealth concealment technique was more wonderful than those two divine assassins, and he didn't even need to use the fog of the extremely dark abyss to hide directly in front of his eyes, if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would be planted in Ling Yin'er's hands.

After only searching for a long time, he didn't find any trace of Ling Yin'er, and even with his soul, he couldn't find any traces!

Zhao Rui was a little annoyed, it was clear that Lingyin'er was near him, but unless she took the initiative to attack, she couldn't determine her location, and she was really a little passive.

What's even more troublesome is that Ling Yin'er did not attack again, but in the Death Soul Immortal Palace, thousands of alarmed fairies and gods gradually flew closer.

Not only that, but there are also immortal goddesses who are constantly flying out of various temples and rushing towards this side.

Zhao Rui realized that the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous his situation would be.

So he injected immortal power into the Tomb Immortal Tablet, summoned the ancient stone door, distorted the space, and tried to open the exit.

At this moment, Ling Yin'er silently appeared below him, and two mist soul thorns, from the bottom to the top, stabbed sharply at his body!

Zhao Rui suddenly gave up the summoning, and instantly moved in front of Ling Yin'er's body, avoiding the two mist soul thorns, and then clasped Ling Yin'er's two arms with both hands!

Ling Yin'er was startled, twisting her body, struggling desperately, trying to break free from Zhao Rui's shackles.

However, Zhao Rui held her two arms tightly and didn't give her a chance to break free at all!

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Rui tilted his head back, and then slammed into Ling Yin'er's face!

"Bang!"

Ling Yin'er exclaimed in pain, only to feel a huge force, like a hammer, slammed into her face, hitting her eyes straight to Venus, the pain was incomparable, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

However, this is just the beginning, Zhao Rui slammed Ling Yin'er's face door with his head hammer one after another, rude and violent, without any pity for the jade, not at all like a high-level god and demon fighting, but like a gangster on the street fighting!

Ironically, this kind of undisciplined hand-to-hand combat is the most effective against Ling Yin'er!

After dozens of hammers in a row, Ling Yin'er was hit hard, her soul was shaken, and she almost lost most of her combat power!

Zhao Rui took advantage of Ling Yin'er's trance-like kung fu to snatch her misty soul thorn, clamp her under the armpit, and prepared to take her hostage and rush out of the Dead Soul Immortal Palace.

A thick black gas, like a black dragon, suddenly poured out from behind him and swallowed him in one gulp!

Zhao Rui was caught off guard and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the black gas, but it was like falling into the mud, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

When he was at a loss for what to do, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the black mist that enveloped him disappeared.

Zhao Rui fixed his eyes and found that he had been captured by the black qi into the Qiankun Temple unconsciously!

And on the high platform a hundred meters away, the Dark Yuan God King was wearing an imperial crown, exuding a heavy imperial might, and was looking at him condescendingly!

Zhao Rui's heart sank, knowing that he could not escape.

Because according to his guess, this temple was not a real temple, but a huge bone tomb that he had seen in the Immortal Palace of Dead Souls!

And the Dark Yuan God King in front of him is the weird existence in that bone tomb!

It's just that the Dark Yuan God King's divine power is too big, and the illusion is too realistic, and he can't see through it.

Since he knew that he could not escape, Zhao Rui simply turned his heart sideways, raised his head slightly, looked directly at the Dark Yuan God King, and asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Yin'er has already told you. ”

"The Dark Elemental God King?"

"That's right, that's the name I've used for thousands of years. And the Immortal Palace of Dead Souls has always been my royal palace!"

Zhao Rui pointed to Ling Yin'er standing under the high platform and asked, "What about her, shouldn't it be your daughter." ”

The Dark Yuan God King looked at Ling Yin'er, and his sharp eyes softened a little: "She is not my daughter, but my descendant, and her only bloodline." ”

Zhao Rui nodded, the topic suddenly changed, and he asked directly: "What do you want to do with me?"

The Dark Yuan God King pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "Do you want to hear a story first?"