Chapter 613 Settle 17 Holy Lords

With the shout of the palace woman, the small wooden house began to twist and transform, from a small wooden house that looked harmless to humans and animals, to a blood-mottled stone tower!

"I really didn't expect that the wooden house that was originally converted with the Purgatory Tower for convenience is now just coming in handy!"

"Although this tower doesn't have too much lethality, it can trap you inside! Ding Hao, stay in it honestly!"

The palace woman's eyes were cold, and a cold smile flowed from the corner of her mouth.

From the formation in front of her, she stretched out a big hand, pinched her slender throat, and pulled her closer to the formation.

Ding Hao looked at the woman in front of him with calm eyes.

This woman is exactly the same as the 17 Holy Lords in appearance. Even her high-minded and commanding expression is exactly the same!

However, the strength is very different.

17 The Holy Lord is a strong man in the late stage of the infant transformation, and this woman is just a powerless painting soul!

"Painting the body of the soul?" Ding Hao sneered.

Drawing souls doesn't have any attack power, it's really just a pastime. The master released a trace of his spiritual power, entered the body of the soul of the painting, and let his painting also have a soul, and he could get out of the painting and play the piano and dance.

"Just because you want to sneak attack me too?" Ding Hao entered the formation and entered the meditation, of course he would not be so careless, leaving a few corpse eaters outside the formation, as soon as this painting soul appeared, he was already clear.

The Soul Painting Body had no power to fight back, so Ding Hao pinched his neck and sneered, "Ding Hao, you have been sealed here by me, you can't escape at all! When the ten-year treasure exploration period is over, my master will come here and kill you easily!"

High in the Heavenly Blood Palace, the blood clouds are covered with capillaries, covering the sky.

Somewhere in the apse of the Heavenly Blood Palace, a palace beauty sat proudly in the deepest part of the hall, her eyes shooting a ruthless color.

"Ding Hao, you can kill my painting soul!"

"Anyway, this Purgatory Tower, you don't want to go out!"

"I didn't expect this painting soul to have a lot of effects!"

17 The Holy Lord was still worried about how to kill Ding Hao, but he didn't expect that Ding Hao would kill himself and come to the Purgatory Tower.

This Inferno Tower isn't a powerful artifact, but it can be transformed. At the beginning, the 17 Holy Lord and the Sea Palace Lord built the Love Nest, and for convenience, they used the Purgatory Tower casually, but today it happened to be used to trap Ding Hao.

"This thing is made of blood soul stones, and the lethality is insufficient, but the suppression is enough, enough to trap Ding Hao in it!

17 The Holy Lord Jade also holds a picture frame in her hand, and through guò this frame, she can communicate with her painting soul and give orders to the painting soul.

At the moment when she thought she had a plan, her face changed again, and anger appeared on her beautiful face, "Ding Hao, bastard!"

In the Tower of Purgatory.

Ding Hao pinched the neck of the painting soul with one hand, with a slight smile on his face. He was not nervous, but grabbed a light of wisdom with his other hand near his forehead, and said, "17 Holy Lord, I think you are looking at me with this painting soul at this moment, right?

With that, he flicked his fingers and flicked the light of wisdom into the body of the painted soul.

Suddenly, the information in the light of wisdom was transmitted to the painting soul, and the painting soul in turn passed this information to the 17 holy masters.

Floating in front of the eyes of the 17 holy lords is a staggering number of images. These images are all of her indifferent, making sultry poses, with silky eyes, bold postures, and even many large close-ups of some intimate parts!

"Bastard!" 17 The Holy Lord slammed the table and stood up, she directly took over the mouth of the painting soul, and said sharply, "Ding Hao!

Ding Hao heard that the voice of the soul painting was wrong, and knew that it was the 17th Holy Lord who was there. He sneered, "Of course it's your old lover Sea Palace Master, you stole the precious Transformation Cultivation Pill from the Heavenly Blood Palace, and wanted to make the Sea Palace Lord rebuild for a lifetime, but it was a coincidence that his reincarnation was killed by me, and I just happened to get these scenes......" Ding Hao said and said with a smile, "17 Holy Lord, I didn't expect you to be so old, and your body is still very well maintained." ”

17 The Holy Lord's face turned red with anger, he gritted his teeth, but laughed again, "Ding Hao, why don't you let you see it? You are already a dead man anyway! I will use the Purgatory Tower to suppress you first, and after a few years, I can kill you and avenge the Sea Palace Lord!"

"Do you really think you can trap me?" Ding Hao sneered, "You underestimate my Ding Hao's ability too much, and you also overestimate your Purgatory Tower's ability! ”

"You're shameless!"

17 The Holy Lord was so angry that he threw the photo frame to the ground, and the golden flower shoes walked back and forth on the ground for several steps, and he was not at ease, so he picked up the photo frame and said, "Ding Hao, don't go too far!"

Ding Hao said, "Who is the excesses? Ask yourself! I have no grievances with you, you first sent Zhu Yan to kill me, and now you have trapped me in the Purgatory Tower, let me ask you, who is the excess?"

17 The Holy Lord was speechless, she and Ding Hao had no hatred, and she said, "But you killed the reincarnation of the Sea Palace Lord!"

Ding Hao said coldly, "Then you regard me as an enemy? Then don't blame me for being rude!"

After speaking, he threw down the painting soul in his hand and strode out of the formation by himself.

Outside the array, the stone house has changed into a blood-colored ancient tower, and the ancient tower is full of flames, like a floating purgatory. As the 17 Holy Lord knew, the attack power of this ancient tower was very weak, but the ability to suppress it was very strong, Ding Hao stood in it, and his cultivation was born a lot.

"You want to suppress me with this thing?" Ding Hao sneered, came to the wall of the ancient tower, and punched the wall.

Bang!

On the stone wall of the ancient tower, there are many fine golden threads. These threads, embedded in the walls of the ancient tower, form an unbreakable blockade that blocks all attacks.

The painting soul behind him walked out of the formation and sneered, "It's useless, this Purgatory Tower is made of the hardest blood soul stone, and every inch of it is embedded with sophisticated formation runes, and you can't break it at all!"

"Really?" Ding Hao still sneered, pressed his hands on the wall of the stone tower, and his heart moved, "Star sucking magic trick, suck!"

Ding Hao was already looking for the Blood Soul Stone, and now he encountered a stone tower of the Blood Soul Stone, which was in his arms! Although this Purgatory Tower has the ability to suppress people and prevent them from being broken, how could the builder have thought that there is still such a magic skill in the world?

The spiritual power and spiritual power in this Blood Soul Stone suddenly poured into Ding Hao's body like a frenzy, and Ding Hao's spiritual power and cultivation continued to increase. On his Jindan, the black flowers are blooming more and more enchanting, and the Jindan is also more full!

After all, the body of the soul is the body of the soul, and he couldn't see what magic skills Ding Hao was using at all, so he saw Ding Hao pressing his hands on the stone wall, and thought that Ding Hao wanted to break the stone wall.

A chuckle tugged at the corner of her mouth......

But at this moment, there was a sudden click, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the unbreakable wall. And the walls of that area also changed from red-black to a little pale.

"This ......"

Ding Hao looked back at her, and then slammed his fist on the wall, bang!

A huge hole suddenly appeared in the wall, and you could clearly see that a white bone dragon was floating outside the hole. Seeing Ding Hao, the crow suddenly flew over, put his head outside the hole, and waited to pick up Ding Hao.

Ding Hao sneered, "Go and sue your master, I'll go and show her sultry gesture to the monks of the inner gate of the Imperial Immortal Gate to appreciate it now." ”

After Ding Hao finished speaking, he walked out of the Purgatory Tower and stood on the back of the bone dragon.

"This ......" In the Heavenly Blood Palace, the 17 Holy Lord wanted to cry without tears.

Ding Hao is right, there was no injustice between the two, and this matter did not need to be solved like this. But the 17 Holy Lord is too arrogant, thinking that he is in control, and wants to kill Ding Hao, and now it is really difficult to ride a tiger.

"Ding Hao Daoyou, you are slow, we can still talk. ”

The painting soul hurriedly chased after him, and begged, "Ding Hao Daoyou, I was wrong in this matter, I shouldn't want to kill you, what do you want, you speak!"

Ding Hao smiled, "Aren't you very good?

As he was talking, Ding Hao's waist card lit up.

Up to now, the 17 Holy Lord could only swallow his anger and send a message directly to Ding Hao.

"Ding Hao Xiaoyou, I didn't think about it before, I want to talk to you, what you need, it's easy to say. ”

Ding Hao replied to her, "Calm me down first, and then find a chance to kill me again?

17 The Holy Lord really thought so, but Ding Hao had already guessed it, and she could only say, "I can swear to the demons in my heart that I don't want to deal with you anymore! What do you want from me, you open your mouth and say it directly." ”

Ding Hao said, "It seems that you still haven't figured out the situation, I don't want anything from you, it's you who have been pestering and trying to kill me!"

"That's ......" 17 The Holy Lord sighed and sighed, "It seems that I misjudged, Ding Hao Xiaoyou, I will not deal with you again, if you have any needs, tell my painting soul, she will help you." ”

Ding Hao didn't know if the 17 Holy Lord was sincere or false, but when he announced the matter of other people's fruit photos, Ding Hao didn't really want to do it. What's more, if he really does this, I'm afraid Leng Haishan won't let him go.

However, with the help of the painting soul, Ding Hao's treasure exploration journey will be a little smoother.

"In that case, let's do it first. Ding Hao said to the painting soul, "You enter the picture frame first, and I will release you when I need it." ”

Putting the painted soul into the photo frame, Ding Hao put the photo frame into the storage ring again, and then raised his hand to take the Purgatory Tower back.

Just now, he didn't completely drain the soul power in the Purgatory Tower, and now he wants to drain the soul power in it and improve his spiritual power!R1148