The appearance of these three souls is exactly the same as that of the three corpses, it is obvious that it is the souls of the three monks, the souls are torn out, and the faces of the three souls all show a trace of horror. Watching the Emperor Shakti desperately beg for mercy.

One by one, I am afraid, you must know that in the world of cultivating immortals, there are not no spells for souls, but they are quite rare, and there is an unwritten rule in the world of cultivating immortals, in the fight, even if there is damage, the soul of the other party cannot be collected viciously, at least give the other party a chance to reincarnate.

This is also a ray of life in heaven and earth.

Generally, immortal cultivators will not violate this rule, after all, no one knows, today is someone else's death under their own hands, will they be, tomorrow they will also die at the hands of others, if there is no such rule, after death, I am afraid that I will be completely destroyed, and even my soul will not be left.

Then the real eternity cannot be exalted. What's more, even if you want to attack other people's souls, you need to have that ability.

And the monster in front of him can easily take their souls out of their bodies, which shows that they definitely have a unique ability to target souls. Just ask, how can they not panic, one by one they are frightened and begging, hoping to let them go.

"Hmph, this king is a demon, there is no need to talk to you immortal cultivators about benevolence and righteousness, you kill my tiger clan, I want your life and detain your soul. Emperor Shakti coldly spat out a cold word, and the purple light that burst out of the royal pattern instantly turned into countless filaments, tightly entangled the three souls, and quickly pulled them towards the royal pattern.

Let the three souls scream miserably, and there was no trace of emotion on their faces.

Forcibly taken into the king's pattern, thrown into the purple pool, and into the pool, there was naturally a purple mysterious power that quickly eroded into their bodies.

"Whew!!"

After taking the soul, and then opening his mouth, a powerful devouring force emanated from his mouth, rolling up the three bodies in one fell swoop, swallowing them into the abdomen, and taking them into the Demon Refining Ding, becoming one of the many bodies in the Ding.

Dementor Eater. The soul and body are not let go, this scene is simply a fierce demon in the world, and these are all in the eyes of the brocade-clothed young man. In the eyes of that young man, a deep fear inevitably emerged, and the heart was about to jump out of his throat and eyes.

Demons, definitely demons, as long as there are such fierce flames.

The brocade-clothed youth roared in his heart. There was awe and fear in his gaze at Shakti. Awe, of course, was because of his great strength, and as for fear, it was the poor boy, frightened by the sight of the dementor just now.

"Whew!!"

After the emperor finished dealing with it, he turned his eyes to look at the young man, and the coldness in his eyes immediately frightened the young man's body, but immediately, a trace of madness appeared in his eyes, and he stood up violently, ran a few steps forward, came to the front of the emperor, bent his knees, 'plopped', and knelt heavily on the ground.

Raising his head, a look of great eagerness appeared on his face, and he shouted: "Senior, please accept me as an apprentice, I will definitely serve you with my heart." The look in his eyes was full of heat.

Emperor Shakti raised his eyebrows, his face twitched a few times unconsciously, his cold gaze swept over the young man kneeling in front of him, and sneered: "I am a demon, you are a human, you actually want to worship a demon clan as a teacher." Don't you think it's ridiculous. But he didn't kill him on the spot as he did when he saw the monks.

Instead, there was a hint of meaning, thinking back to what he had gotten from the jade slip, and then thinking that when the previous monks called the person in front of them, they were talking about the prince, obviously, this person's identity in the world is definitely not ordinary.

"I want to blend in with the world to learn the art of the piano, ordinary people, as long as it doesn't provoke me, it won't be much good to kill them. On the contrary, if what is said in the jade slip is true, then, perhaps, those ordinary people in the world can also have a huge effect. Or maybe I should start with the person in front of me and go into the world. ”

The thoughts in Shakti's heart turned rapidly, and in just an instant, many thoughts turned around.

"No, what if it's a demon?" The young man in brocade was excited, and shouted loudly: "The predecessors can kill those four monks on the spot for the clansmen, it can be seen that although the seniors are demons, they are also affectionate and affectionate, far more noble than many people, for a throne, my own brother, you can ask to worship to kill my brother, why can't I worship the demon as a teacher." As he spoke, there was a deep madness in his voice.

He had thought clearly before, his younger brother could ask for an offering, obviously, there was something in his hand that made the worship exciting, but he didn't, now, if he could invite this powerful demon clan in front of him, he could not only compete with the other party, but also turn the situation around. Maybe you can get a lot of power.

When Emperor Shakti heard the young man say that he was really a prince, the light in his eyes became more and more profound, and he looked at him deeply a few times, and said, "The apprentice king will never agree, you are a human being, I am a demon, and it is impossible for me to accept a human as an apprentice." But..."Speaking of this, the voice suddenly changed, and said, "It's not impossible for me to help you. Even if it is to help you ascend to the throne of God, it will not be difficult for me. You'll have to pay the price I want, though. ”

"What price?" Almost as soon as his voice fell, the brocade-clothed young man hurriedly asked.

"You don't need to know what price you are going to pay for the time being, but when you ascend to the throne of God in the future, I will naturally say it, rest assured, at that time, what I need you to do, it will be easy for you. Shakti glanced at him. With a hint of inexplicability.

"This ......" The brocade-clothed young man's eyes flickered for half a while, and Emperor Shakti didn't bother, just quietly waited for his decision.

After a while, the young man in brocade finally gritted his teeth, nodded heavily, and said, "Okay, I agreed." As long as my seniors are willing to help me, I will promise anything. At the very least, I will never let my 'good' brother live comfortably. Thinking of this pursuit for three days and three nights, there was a deep hatred in his eyes.

The corners of Emperor Shakti's mouth pulled out a faint arc, rubbed his voice and walked past the young man, came to the colorful spirit tiger, and looked at the miserable appearance of the spirit tiger, and a thick resentment permeated its body. There was a look of unwillingness in his eyes. Looking at these, I couldn't help but feel a cold killing intent in my heart.

"Immortal cultivator, I can understand your resentment towards the monk, rest assured, this king will bring your share when he kills the monk. Perhaps, we can fight together. ”

The death and injury of the Tiger Clan gave Emperor Shakti a strong sense of empathy. Looking at the spirit tiger in front of him, he said without a trace of expression, the purple king pattern on his forehead flickered, shooting out a purple light, and fell on the spirit tiger.

"Whew!!"

Under the pull of the purple light, I saw that the soul of a spirit tiger was pulled out, and as soon as the spirit tiger that had become a soul came out, it let out a roar, and his eyes fell on Emperor Shakti, revealing a look of awe, and he knelt down with the body of a soul and said: "Wang!!" In his soul, there was still a resentment that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

The strong man in the race is the king, and the emperor is much stronger than it, and the breath of a king, it can't resist at all when it oppresses, so it naturally recognizes it as the king.

"Well, don't worry, I've already slaughtered all the people who killed you, what do you want?"

"The king has avenged his subordinates, and they are willing to follow him, follow him, and fight with him. Linghu looked at Emperor Shakti's gaze with a hint of heat, and said without the slightest hesitation.

"Hmm!!"

Emperor Shakti frowned slightly, looked at the body of the spirit tiger, and an idea suddenly appeared in his heart, stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, put it on the top of its head, the palm burst into a claw shape, and grabbed it into its head, at the same time, a stream of demon yuan quickly rushed into the cold body of the spirit tiger, instantly wrapping the spine on its back.

"Click!!"

Pumping it out hard, suddenly, I saw that a snow-white spine was pulled out of the spirit tiger's body, and in the bone, it could be seen that there was bone marrow flowing, and there was a trace of demonic power on it. Length, a full two meters long.

"Condensation!!"

Pulling out the tiger bone, Emperor Shakti stretched out his hand and gently touched the huge tiger bone, and the pure demon yuan immediately rushed into the bone, quickly refining this tiger bone roughly. The entire tiger bone turned as crystal clear as jade in the blink of an eye.

Linghu was on the side, and when he saw that his body was actually disposed of like this, his eyes were full of doubts, but he did not have the slightest resentment towards Emperor Shakti.

"This is the backbone of your body, the most spiritual surname, I have refined it a little, your soul can enter this bone, temporarily contained in the tiger bone, follow this king's side, and in the future, you will definitely be able to fight side by side with this king." During this time, I will collect the bones of my clan. At that time, we must let all beings in heaven and earth know that our Tiger Clan will not be slaughtered by anyone. Emperor Shakti looked at the spirit tiger's soul and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, King!!"

When Linghu heard this, his eyes were blazing, and without hesitation, he pounced directly on the tiger bone in Emperor Shakti's hand, fell in front of the tiger bone, and turned into a black light into the bone.

Shakti then opened the pouch and took the tiger bones and other remnants into the bag in one fell swoop.

And the young man in brocade just watched with hot eyes, and felt even more amazing about the methods of Emperor Shakti.

Without further ado, after doing this, he walked out of the forest.

On the way, the young man in brocade clothes also talked about some of his own affairs and the outside situation, it turned out that this person's name is Hua Wenwu, he is the second prince of Huaguo, and he is the heir to the throne of Huaguo. Above him, there was an older sister. There's a younger brother below.

In fact, the reason why he was hunted down and killed this time was very simple, it was all for the supreme throne position.

(To be continued)