"Ming Luo, if he dares to lay a finger on me, you will break that person's neck."
Saint Shura glanced at Shura who was grabbing Wang Junfeng's neck, and then said with a sweet smile.
"Don't worry, saint. If he dares to lay a finger on you, I will twist off this guy's head."
Ming Luo said in a rough voice.
"How about it? Do you decide to surrender without mercy? Or let Ming Luo twist off your friend's head?"
As she spoke, Saint Asura stepped forward, stretched out her slender index finger, and lifted my chin frivolously and playfully.
"what on earth do you want?"
I stared at her coldly.
If Wang Junfeng hadn't been in their hands, I would have slapped him with a loud mouth.
In his whole life, he has never been teased like this by a woman.
"What do I want? This is really a question. You will know when the time comes."
As she spoke, Saint Shura rubbed my chin with her thumb, and then suddenly reached out and pointed a finger at my eyebrow.
At that moment, I just felt like the world was spinning, as if my soul was flying out.
Immediately afterwards, my mind went completely blank.
When I woke up again, I found myself in an empty hall, my hands and feet were all shackled, and I was hanging on a huge stone pillar.
As for Wang Junfeng, he was also wearing handcuffs and shackles and was tied to a stone pillar not far from me.
"What is this place?"
I quickly asked Wang Junfeng subconsciously.
"I don't know either? It should be the headquarters of the Shura Sect."
Wang Junfeng looked around and said uncertainly.
The hall was empty except for the two of us whose voices were echoing around.
And I found that there were many instruments of torture hanging on the walls on both sides, glowing coldly against the firelight.
It feels like a torture chamber.
As soon as I saw this posture, my heart suddenly went crazy.
I have never seen this kind of scene on TV. No matter who you are, their skin will definitely peel off after being tortured.
I'm not afraid of death, but am I afraid of pain? Thinking about having your hands and feet cut off, or having a red-hot iron pressed on your chest, the scene is simply chilling.
Thinking of this, I quickly made a secret in my hand, and then chanted a spell, planning to use the magic of moving mountains to break free of these iron chains with brute force, and then escape.
But as soon as this spell was cast, I realized that it had no effect at all. It was as if all the previous magic power had disappeared, and no spell could be cast at all.
Now I'm completely stupid and can't cast a spell, so am I just like ordinary people? How can one escape from this situation?
"Old Wang, I seem to be unable to cast my spell."
I quickly shouted to Wang Junfeng.
"Me too? It feels like this place can seal people's magic power?"
Wang Junfeng also said with some shock.
"You are right. In this Shura Hall, no one can cast spells, because this hall can suppress all magic power in the world."
The voice of Saint Shura suddenly came from the darkness, and then she walked over from a short distance with a sweet smile.
"what on earth do you want?"
I stared at the Asura Saint with some anger.
"Actually, I don't want to do anything. It's just that you are the variable outside of heaven. Now that the catastrophe of the world is coming, our Shura Sect and even this Fengdu Ghost City must rely on you if we want to survive in the catastrophe, hahahaha. ..."
Saint Shura said and smiled sweetly again.
"You want to rely on me? Then you shouldn't treat me this way."
I said calmly.
"You're wrong again."
Saint Shura shook her head and said: "When I say dependence, I don't mean to expect you to save us, but to separate your Tao and soul for our use."
"My way?"
As soon as I heard this, I immediately twisted into pieces.
"Yes, your heaven-defying way is the key. It's a pity that you are too weak. If a powerful being inherits your way, you can compete with the sky and win a glimmer of hope in the catastrophe of world destruction. As for That powerful existence is of course not me, but..."
Saint Asura said, raising her hand and pointing into the darkness deep in the hall, "Our Great Asura."
I turned around and saw that there was a figure in the darkness.
And it seems that he has always been there, we just didn't notice it.
The figure in the darkness slowly walked out at this time.
After he came closer, I could clearly see his appearance through the firelight.
It was a rather burly figure, also wearing a Shura mask and a suit of blood-red armor.
The armor on his body looked as if it had been soaked in blood, and it was so red that it was dazzling.
"Youlan, are you sure he is the variable?"
The great Shura looked at me and asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
"It's true, I can feel the Tao emanating from him. This heaven-defying Tao can only be cultivated by one person in the world."
Saint Shura said with great certainty.
"great."
The Great Shura chuckled lightly, and then slowly walked towards me.
But just when he walked in front of me, he suddenly stopped and looked sideways at Wang Junfeng, who was tied to the side.
"Who is he?"
Great Shura asked.
"He is just an insignificant cultivator."
Saint Shura said nonchalantly.
"Then don't keep him."
"good."
Saint Asura nodded, then stepped forward and slowly took off the Asura mask on her face.
At that moment, my eyes suddenly widened because I knew that face. It was Gu Lingxi?
"why you?"
Wang Junfeng couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Gu Lingxi, what are you doing?"
I just yelled.
"Gu Lingxi? I understand, it turns out that you know the original owner of this body, but unfortunately, her soul has been eaten by me, giggle..."
Gu Lingxi said and laughed again.
When Wang Junfeng and I heard this, our expressions changed again.
Although this is a bit unbelievable, it is obvious that Gu Lingxi should have been taken away by the Shura Saint.
This also means that Gu Lingxi no longer exists.
"Now it's your turn."
As she spoke, Saint Asura stretched out her slender hand, reached out to Wang Junfeng's face, and grabbed his soul directly.
"stop."
When I saw this posture, I shouted quickly.
But Saint Shura ignored me at all. She directly grabbed Wang Junfeng's soul in front of her, and then sucked it hard, completely devouring his soul.
At that moment, Wang Junfeng completely collapsed, and his body hung limply on the pillar.
As for Saint Shura, she couldn't help but raise her head and took a few deep breaths of air, with a look of great enjoyment on her face.
