In the dark soul world!
Two soul shadows that were advancing as fast as shooting stars shot towards the Spirit Devouring Hall in the east of the soul world.
Is it here
Yang Bo and Miao En, the Zerg brother's younger brother, stood in midair and asked in surprise, pointing their right fingers at the lake below.
"Yeah! Big brother! It's here! The Spirit Devouring Hall is a group of underground palaces built one hundred meters below the Spirit Lake."
Miao Eun replied with trembling shoulders looking at the lake with hatred in her eyes.
Yang Bo held on to the shoulders of his younger brother Miao En and said, "Go, go down and take a look!"
A trace of caution flashed in his eyes, and he did not go directly into the water with Miao En! Instead, Feisheng descended and stood in a hidden place by the lake, behind a rock with the Miaoen Cat Demon, his soul eyes opened, and his soul was released to observe the movement of the lake.
A faint soul pressure followed the waves of the lake, slapped the shore of the lake, and spread.
Looking at the quietly flowing lake in front of him, there was nothing unusual, even the Miao En beside him felt that everything seemed so normal.
However, the pressure of the soul emanating from the lake surface is even stronger.
Looking back at Miao En's little brother, Yang Bo found that his worm eyes were losing their looks, as if something had swallowed the source of soul pressure in the depths of his soul.
I was stunned, and I must avoid this dangerous place as soon as possible. However, the confusion in his younger brother's eyes told him that the source of the loss of control that affected his younger brother Miao En's soul must be found.
Yang Bo cut the palm of his right hand to dizzy Miao En, and placed him behind the rock.
'Shu' he flew up and rushed into the air, and then fell into the green water lake with a'poof' in the posture of Feiyan. After Zhao Feng entered the water, he dived into the bottom of the lake with his hands and feet together, scanning the environment at the bottom of the lake with his soul eyes. Soul Nian explored the palace group under the lake.
The underground palace complex is huge and magnificent, not inferior to the former Wandu Palace ground complex.
The ground in the underground palace was full of disciples, all sitting cross-legged ten meters apart, closing their eyes and pinching strange tactics, and muttering two words: "Cheer the spirit!"
While these disciples muttered, they exhaled a lot of soul aura, but it was different from ordinary soul cultivation in black or inky black soul aura, but pure white.
The white spirit energy gathered in many palace hall disciples chanting "Spirit Devouring" Soul Art. In the white transparent bamboo tube, it passed through the long palace corridor bamboo tube pipe and gathered to a sword in the central square of the underground palace. One hundred meters high, in the mouth of the statue of Qiyuxuanang Sword Soul Cultivator.
Nourished by this majestic white spirit, the statue is surrounded by white light and white mist, making it mysterious and noble.
The bottom of the lake is on the top of the square hall at a height of 100 meters, falling down like a milky way for nine days, and a burst of dark green spirit is poured into the top of the statue. Yang Bo is very familiar with this soul energy, it is the soul pressure source soul energy of his younger brother Miao En.
It seems that it has been discovered, and the other party is also plotting. Fortunately, there is a soul like a dantian soul palace, otherwise? Thinking of this, Yang Bo's eyes flashed fiercely and decided to take the risk of destroying this abominable statue.
According to the glance of the soul's mind and the soul's eyes, the entrance of the dark tunnel at the bottom of the lake clearly caught his eyes. A weed glowed from the rippling and swaying gap of the lake water with a special white soul light. Um! right here! Zhao Feng said with joy in his heart. Swim quickly to the underpass at a hundred meters. Observe carefully.
Formation? Or a series of seven stars? Seeing the clues, he slammed seven soul qi into the seven eyes with both palms to seal it. Soul Nian took back the soul qi gathered in his palm and returned to the soul palace soul pool. Opening the secret door, an underground staircase with a depth of one hundred meters appeared, and flew down following the underground staircase. During the fall, he kept avoiding the Soul Qi Sword and Soul Gun shot from the Underpass Rock Wall.
After half an hour, Yang Bo controlled the landing speed and stood slowly and steadily at the tunnel entrance. He didn't rush out, but there were disciples guarding the entrance of the cave below. Soul Nian elicits Soul Sword Qi. Brush! With two slight noises, he flew out of the hole and caught the two disciples who had fainted with both hands. Put it lightly and hide it among the overgrown weeds.
Turned around, flew up, and shot carefully towards the statue in the square at a low altitude.
Dangdang!
Three enemy attack alarm bells sounded in the direction of the bell tower of the Temple of Devourers!
Yang Bo didn't dare to hesitate, the soul thought of the soul body led out the soul image of the ghost image and the three souls and three souls, gathered in his palms, forming a soul balloon the size of a basin.
go!
With an aura of destruction, the soul balloon flew towards the statue a thousand meters away with ripples in space.
The ghost movement behind him was almost the same as Yang Bo's moves. Both palms aroused the dark black and terrifying soul pressure and rushed into the soul balloon. Sparks were rubbed out of the space along the way, and under the two inertial spirit powers, the soul balloon rushed away from the spirit energy intercepted along the way without any suspense, accurately focusing on the statue's head.
Boom! Boom! Several explosions spread from the inside of the statue's skull.
Wow! The head of the entire statue was blown to pieces, falling on the ground of the square and smashing deep pits.
The huge energy released from the head rushed straight to the bottom of the lake, booming! Wow! The bottom of the lake was penetrated by the lake and poured down.
Less than ten breaths, the underground temple swallows a vast ocean.
The disciple who provided soul power to the statue was interrupted before it had time to collect the power. Almost collectively, it was backlashed like a delusion. In a coma, he sank into the ruins of the palaces under the lake that were smashed by the pressure of the lake.
Yin Qi Changfeng, the chief priest of the Hall of Devouring Souls, is using the soul coercive force of the statue to practice in retreat. Everything in the outside world is controlled and managed by his proud disciple Yin Qi Lin Jun. The sudden change made him go crazy and rushed out of the lake.
Yang Bo saw the shaking bottom of the lake, and the catapult just rushed out of the lake, "crash!" Bringing out a wave of water, I saw a drenched old man, holding the floating dust in his hand and making vigorous moves towards the surface of the water.
He kept cursing: "Destroy my cave! I will kill you!"
Such a demon-like hall master made Yang Bo happy. He slowly deceived him to approach, and when he was 100 meters away, the old man looked back and cursed: "Smelly boy, die!" The dust in his hand waved, and a suffocating soul pressure swept over Yang Bo.
In a state of desperation, Soul Nian called out the Soul Image phantom dynastic aspect, controlling the dynastic aspect to counterattack the white-haired and scattered old man who sealed the demon.
The two palms of the soul shadow technique waved, and the soul gas turned into a giant dragon, opening the dragon's mouth to pounce on the attacking white soul gas.
A steady stream of white spirit energy disappeared into the dragon's mouth. After a quarter of an hour, the old man with white hair seemed to run out of spirit energy.
He planted directly on his back towards the lake surface weakly, but he firmly grasped the dust on his hands.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yang Bo flew away, taking advantage of the opportunity to catch the demon-sealed old man who fell into a coma in the air.
A beautiful somersault, the spot shot fell beside the big rock on the shore.
At this time, the little brother Miaoen woke up without any secret hands.
I saw the eldest brother holding the big enemy in his hand, the high priest of the Hall of Spirit Devouring Hall, the high priest, the wind was strange, without a word, his eyes burst out with flames and tears of hatred, all eight grasping moved together, like cutting vegetables, directly to his soul The body was cut into pieces and floated in the air. Leave the floating dust falling to the ground. A generation of palace masters finally died in the hands of Yang Bo and Miao En. Miao En, watching the enemy being cut into meat sauce by himself and his eldest brother. Kneeling down in tears and crying to the sky:
"Ooo, ooo! Father! Mother! Baby brother Yang Bo today and avenged it for you! Ha ha ha ha!"
Miao En knelt and buckled her head and cried and laughed excitedly.
Yang Bo also looked at his younger brother Miao En Yangtian with tears at this time and said to himself: "Miao En's parents, two seniors, don't worry, I will treat Miao En and protect him well. Don't worry!" Easily picked up the wet dust left by the wet Spirit Devouring Palace Master, the high priest Yin Qi Changfeng. Flying up, a palm cut into a halo like a madman, the little brother Miao En of the Zerg race. The soul flickered and landed, and the worm body that Miaoen had fainted was placed on the ground by the lake.
Cross-legged and closed his eyes to think, a burst of white soul light radiated from the floating dust handle on the ground beside him, permeating the ten-meter space where Yang Bo and Miao En were. The white spirit is getting stronger and denser. He was shocked, his soul and thoughts were mobilized, but he didn't respond, wanted to move, but couldn't move? In horror, a silver bead appeared in the space out of thin air, rushed forward and dived into Yang Bo's body and disappeared without a trace. After a lot of investigation to no avail, Yang Bo is no longer entangled. Carrying up his brother Miao En and heading back to the Zerg territory.
When a person is awake, the fear that suddenly arises from the heart, even without warning, and so fast that the poisonous soul clan can not respond to thousands of people, and even the poisonous soul clan chief priest, who takes poisoning others as his own responsibility The master, looking at Yang Bo, who stands high in the soul cloud, and the child Miao En, who is a descendant of the poisonous illusion Gu ancestor, stood side by side in the sky and looked at him and the group behind him indifferently...
The two brothers unexpectedly appeared high in the sky, causing the high priest to kneel on his knees and bring the kneeling tens of thousands of people to cry and shout: "Master Ancestor..." The high priest is now in an extremely disturbed mood. It's not enough to describe it as terrible. Looking up at the ripples of souls that hovered around in the sky, he knew that he could do nothing. But from the perspective of the soul contract, Yang Bo was not dead and at least had a lot of friendship with Lord Ancestor. For the high priest and the poisonous soul group, it was the greatest sorrow.
Miao En and Yang Bo continued to look at the sinners below indifferently with endless terrifying silence and soul coercion.
The high priest murmured comfortingly: "It's okay, Lord Ancestor and Yang Bo just met by chance. How can Lord Ancestor be brothers with a small king-level little soul monk? Lord Ancestor won't let us be a branch of the same line. The tribe is perished? Yes, it must be a chance encounter." The more certain the high priest clenched his fists, breathing quickly, and all his movements seemed to prove his lack of confidence.
When Yang Bo and Miao En calmly looked at the poisonous soul race and the high priest below, below the soul cloud, the thrones of the seven big brothers in the Purple Profound Soul Realm were phantom, the purple light was released, and the purple gas was surrounded, only I saw the vague and ethereal figures of several bigwigs. The seven thrones were lined up and suspended in the northern sky of the poisonous soul clan, with the soul pressure of the judgment will, all the people of the suppressed clan including the high priest, suffocated and bowed their heads obediently kneeling to accept the trial.
The seven big bosses ascended to Yunkong with a smile and nodded to Yang Bo, turning their heads and looking down, releasing purple light to examine the tens of thousands of Poison Soul Race members below.
After Yang Bo's fiancee Feng Ju Linshuang and his elder brother Weitong and his wife Zhang Lan settled in the northern clouds, they flew to Yang Bo and Miao En in the soul cloud. The spirit beads that Yang Bo got by accident and Feng Ju Linshuang looked angrily at the following kneeling and repenting of the tens of thousands of poisonous souls. The eldest brother Wei Tong led the beautiful fiancee Zhang Lan angrily at the Poison Soul Clan below. Yang Bo's father-in-law, the elders and old men of the clan, and two handsome maids from the special envoy mansion were staring at each other, standing above the southern soul cloud and looking at the poisonous soul tribe below.
"Yang Bo is not dead. When all his relatives, friends and relationship forces gather in the sky above the Poison Soul Race. At that moment, it seems that this kind of action that poisons Yang Bo to commit suicide gives the high priest's previous impulse and excitement. Feeling regretful, he doesn't know what will happen next? He doesn't know what actions he will take when examining the existence of himself and his people in the sky?"
This feeling made him depressed and began to collapse. He had his arrogance and raised his head and said: "In short, what I did to Yang Bo is the impulse of desire, the act of irrational, I am willing to trade my reincarnation for the survival of the people of the tribe. , Please, the supreme beings can agree to my poor old man’s last request." Even he himself felt that some incredible requests were unrealistic. He secretly said in fear.
Time has been slowly passing by the torment of the high priest and the poisonous soul clan, the high priest has no intention of calculating how long has passed, and the big scene that Yang Bo has made has been scared to death. The clansmen behind him were even more terribly frightened and fell into the sky.
The emperor of the Purple Profound Domain, Ye Linkong said indifferently: "The survival of the poisonous soul clan depends on the words of the special envoy Yang Bo."
Ghostly place with palpitations. The extremely constrained space caused the poisonous soul tribe to collapse crazily. They all screamed and begged for mercy: "My envoy, please spare your life! Oh!" The crying sound shook the world, and the soul cloud was moved away by the tragic begging for mercy, revealing the hundreds of people blown out by the soul cannon in the Poison Soul Valley below. In the lake.
despair! Crying!
The high priest finally knew how pitiful and naive he was at this time. This gamble caused him to lose everything, and it also paid the price of the poisonous soul clan extermination. All deaths are to blame! He hates it! Hate yourself! The last soul in Jue Jue's eyes read to all the people: "All blew themselves to redeem their sins!"
Yang Bo and everyone are paying close attention to the changes in the Poison Soul Race.
He just wanted to completely conquer these people in the silence of depression.
This great sacrifice who still had a general view of the situation instructed him to have a good feeling in his heart, and he glanced at him to see his decisive eyes!
Calmly said: "Listen to the Poison Soul Clan, this special envoy is willing to give you a chance to survive! But?"
The poisonous soul tribe and the high priest, who had planned to explode, stopped the spirit thoughts of gathering soul energy.
Honorable Envoy, but what? The high priest asked weakly!
"But that is, from now on, surrender the soul, and the Poison Soul Race will become my domestic slave and take care of the nursing home for my special envoy mansion, otherwise?" Yang Bo said with a solemn purpose.
The seven big guys looked at Zhao Feng in unison, staring at this cunning little guy's move. Each thought about it.
After Yang Bo's relatives and friends heard about it, Qi Qi was overjoyed and looked sideways at this cute and cunning guy. This force is no small thing. Ten million loyal hands is really a rare hole card.
The high-level Poison Soul tribe members began to collectively discuss countermeasures in the spirit of the high priest.
The atmosphere of the scene is staggered between life and death. Tension and anxiety filled the hearts of the poisonous souls.
The high priest took all the Poison Soul Clan members and bowed to worship: "From now on! My Poison Soul Clan tens of millions of people, dedicated their souls to the great eternal master Yang Bo, and use his soul to guide them to become the supreme decree of our clan! Master! Long live! Long live master!"
Long live the master! Long live the master!
Thousands of high respectful pilgrimages from the conquered soul, resounding through the sky!
Yang Bo sacrificed his soul consciousness to the sea soul valley in the palace soul pool. The soul image of the phantom is thousands of feet, and the soul thought guides the method to wave his palms. Thousands of soul threads fly into the poisonous soul race group, entwining the dark green deep in their brains. Soul core. Countless soul thoughts and memory fragments poured into the soul image phantom brain to become permanent marks and memories, only waiting for the owner Yang Bo to have time to read them slowly.
Thousands of souls make the phantom souls condensed and condensed in the wish of pious worship. Two hours later, the soul image stood proudly like Yang Bo's soul body magnified a thousand times, and the invincible eyes gleamed with purple soul light, like two small suns, illuminating the sky. After this magical mirror image appeared for five breaths, the true soul and the soul image turned into a purple light and escaped into the center of the soul pool of the soul palace in Yang Bo's Sea Soul Valley and stood silent.
"My servants, don't visit the seven big brothers yet!" Yang Bo issued a soul command.
"The Poison Soul Clan members pay homage to the seven supreme beings!"
"My slaves, don't visit my relatives and friends yet!"
"The Poison Soul Clan members pay homage to the master's relatives and friends!"
"Good job! Good guys, thank you for giving this opportunity to Yang Bo! As for the Horcruxes, you can rest assured that you will give them as many as possible. My servants also ask the big guys to open their doors!" The big guy pleased with a smile and pleaded.
"Since I have promised you before! Special envoy Yang Bo hopes you will do it yourself!" Yudi Ye Lintian entangled in the decree.
The Central Emperor Ming said with a smile and teased: "Yang Bo, you stinky boy, we old guys are all calculated by you, but this emperor likes it! Hahaha! Let's prepare for the big wedding for this cunning little guy! Hahahaha! "
Ha ha ha ha! Several big guys looked at this stinky boy with relief and laughed! However, the emperor Yu and the chairperson of the main council laughed reluctantly.
At this time, Yang Bo, all his relatives and the domestic slaves of the tens of millions of Poison Soul Race also laughed loudly!
Hahahahaha! Happy to everyone...!