Fan Kun was silent.
Bailu was silent.
Xi Yao was silent.
Bai Lu's two junior brothers, Bai He and Bai Ibis, looked at Wu Tie with twinkling eyes.
Wu Tie took a few steps back and bowed his hands to Fan Kun and Bai Lu: "Do you two have any advice? If not, I won't leave you a midnight snack. Haha, although the Wu Kingdom is big, I'm afraid it can't accommodate you all. .”
Fan Kun clasped his hands together and murmured in a low voice: "That's good, that's good."
Bai Lu frowned, and he looked at the bowl of sea on the ground thoughtfully: "It's strange, the rules and regulations of our White Lotus Palace are also quite strict. My disciples of the White Lotus Palace never participate in any kind of sex games. Gambling game, why would I break the precept today?"
Fan Kun also nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Bailu is saying that I also abide by the rules on weekdays, and this matter of gambling..."
The two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng looked at Fan Kun and Bai Lu in astonishment: "What are you doing? What are you doing? I'm willing to admit defeat. Even if you want to default on your debt, you can't go to me. I'm a poor man, but even I, Qinglian Temple, have the best All Taoist teachings have been exported."
Fan Kun and Bai Lu's faces twitched at the same time.
Bai Lu said softly: "What you exported are three Taoist scriptures. Although they are precious, King Wu can only practice them by himself and cannot teach them to others. How much does this rubbing of the Taoist scriptures cost to you, Qinglian Temple?" how many… "
Bailu's voice became louder and louder: "After practicing the three supreme Taoist methods of your Qinglian Temple, I naturally have an inextricable relationship with your Qinglian Temple... Wu Kingdom, King Wu, I am afraid that he can only stand in front of you. You, Qing Lian, look over here."
Bai Lu screamed a little angrily: "But us, what we lost is real gold and silver rare treasures..."
Qingfeng said hurriedly: "Pindao also lost a fragment of the holy sword, which is the supreme treasure."
Fan Kun said sternly: "What use is a fragment of the holy sword to you? Can you use it to kill the enemy? Can you use it to reforge a holy weapon? With that fragment of the holy sword, you have to be careful of being accidentally injured by its invisible sword intent at any time... This, this, this is so worthless, why would you bet on it!"
Fan Kun slapped his head hard and made a crisp sound. He stared at Qingfeng angrily and shouted sternly: "Qingfeng, where is the Xuanhuang hanging? That Xuanhuang hanging is your Qinglian Guanzhen sacred artifact. One... specializes in secretly controlling the soul, influencing the sanity of outsiders silently... Have we been plotted by you? "
Wu Tie raised his eyebrows!
Xuanhuang hanging
And such wonderful holy weapons
Can you secretly control the soul and influence people's thoughts invisibly
If you are an ordinary mortal, there are countless soul and secret techniques that can achieve such an effect. But who are Fan Kun and Bai Lu? They are all powerful beings at the 'god' level, how powerful their souls are, and how strong their wills are.
If even they were silently plotted, then this Xuanhuang Hanging was really terrifying.
The evil light in Xi Yao's eyes suddenly flickered, and an extremely powerful soul impact became visible to the naked eye, and a humanoid figure wearing armor and white bones killed Wu Tie. Xi Yao shouted sternly: "Wu Tie, my dear, how can you..."
Xi Yao wanted to regret it. How could he let the three supreme artifacts of the Dark Soul God Clan fall into Wu Tie's hands
But just as Xi Yao took action, circles of faint spiritual light spread out from the statue of the True Oath Sage placed by Qingfeng next to the bowl of the sea. The seemingly gentle spiritual light quickly swept across everyone, and everyone felt a tickling breath passing through their bodies.
Wu Tie, Fan Kun, Bai Lu and others were all fine, except Xi Yao who took action and howled miserably.
Large streams of viscous blood kept spurting out from Xi Yao's seven orifices. His body twitched and fell to the ground, beating violently like a water snake that had been clicked.
In a place where Wu Tie and others could not see, Xu Po's huge and ferocious soul was being attacked by strange forces whose origins were unknown. The pale golden aura turned into thunder that filled the sky, engulfing Xu Po's soul like a storm.
Large strands of black energy were constantly being chopped up by the thunder on Xu Po's soul, turning into wisps of pure and powerful soul power that floated around.
In Xu Po's soul, a dim spiritual light suddenly lit up.
That is Xi Yao's Yuanling, the core essence of his soul. Xi Yao's soul was devoured by Xu Po using secret techniques, and only this bit of Yuan Ling survived - it was Xu Po who kept Xi Yao's Yuan Ling, and he didn't know what he was going to do with it.
But at this moment, Xu Po was attacked by the oath backlash. Xi Yao's Yuanling seized the opportunity and immediately swallowed the soul power split from Xu Po's soul.
Xi Yao's Yuanling grew rapidly, and soon he was reunited with the divine fetus.
Not only that, Xi Yao also activated the innate secret technique in his soul. The power of his soul turned into invisible arrows, quickly shuttled through the void, and fell into a magical space in the dark.
In this space, there are more than a dozen groups of tyrannical souls that are like the scorching sun all year round.
These souls are extremely powerful, even thousands of times stronger than the current virtual souls.
The ray of soul power that Xi Yao entered into this soul space quickly condensed into a strange spiral talisman that looked like two snakes entangled together.
The dim talisman exploded, and Xi Yao shouted: "Save me!"
A dozen groups of incredibly powerful souls immediately noticed Xi Yao's weak soul. It was like a tsunami and extremely pure in quality. It was a thousand times more pure and superior in quality than Xu Po's current soul power. Thousands of times the power of the soul surged in.
Xi Yao's soul, in front of these dozens of soul powers, was like a transparent crystal piece, without any defense at all.
The memories of his short life were instantly read by these dozen souls.
Subsequently, these dozen or so terrifyingly powerful divine soul powers followed the tiny ray of divine soul arrows shot by Xi Yao, spanning an unknown distance, and descended directly on Xi Yao's body from the unpredictable divine soul space. .
It was as if a dozen large millstones weighing tens of thousands of kilograms fell heavily, and Xu Po's spirit was like a small quail egg, crushed into pieces by these dozen large millstones in an extremely rough and rough manner.
Xu Po let out a shrill howl, and a black spiritual light rushed out from the center of Xi Yao's eyebrows. With a flash, it instantly shot up to the very high sky.
Above the sky, wisps of black energy rolled down, covering the little bit of spiritual light transformed by the virtual soul Yuanling and quickly escaping.
Over the mainland, colorful thunder suddenly appeared in all directions.
Thunder surges like waves, frantically attacking the black energy rolling down.
Faintly, Wu Tie and others heard Xu Po's scream: "You wait, I will come back, I will come back... I will lead the army of the Dark Soul God Clan to swallow up all your souls. May you suffer endless pain forever."
Xi Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes spurted out several feet of spiritual light, and then he slowly stood up.
Looking at Wu Tie coldly, Xi Yao said in a deep voice: "Wu Tie, I'm not done with you... If you hadn't imprisoned me, how could I have been invaded by the evil spirit and almost doomed?"
"Wu Tie, just wait... I will come back to find you!"
An extremely powerful wave of soul enveloped Xi Yao, then rolled up Xi Yao and Wa Zhao, who was standing beside him in a daze, and teleported them out of the air.