Xiao Yifeng suddenly realized: "So that's it, you are so powerful, even Luo Hu was tricked by you."
Zhao Wuji liked it most when others followed him, especially a proud man like Xiao Yifeng. He couldn't help but laugh.
"You idiots, you have so much strength, but you are all manipulated by me."
Xiao Yifeng thought of He Xuanmiao's words, smiled slightly and said, "Not necessarily, right?"
"Zhao Wuji, don't forget that besides you, there are people who have had close contact with her body."
Zhao Wuji suddenly realized something was wrong. Although he had merged into Zhao Zhihan's soul, he could not enter her sea of consciousness.
In Zhao Zhihan's consciousness, he encountered a barrier that appeared at an unknown time and could not enter at all.
"What's going on? Who set up the soul prison? Is it your fault?"
Xiao Yifeng shook his head, and then said with a smile: "If I could do anything to her soul, you would have been killed by me."
"Soul Cage? It turns out that he really knows everything. This is what He Xuanmiao did during these hundreds of years."
"He may have been deceived by you at first, but later on, he discovered Zhao Zhihan's trapped soul."
"Although he doesn't know why, he probably has been wary of you for a long time and just used his trick. Zhao Wuji, you lose."
Zhao Wuji was extremely angry and roared: "How is this possible? It's impossible. How could that idiot find out?"
But no matter how he roared, Zhao Zhihan's spirit trapped by him still woke up.
As Zhao Zhihan's soul grew, the seal he laid was broken by the increasing power of the Sky Corpse.
Zhao Zhihan's soul took the lead in settling in the sea of consciousness, took control of his body, and was nourished to grow rapidly.
She immediately discovered the soul of Zhao Wuji in her body and showed extremely angry emotions.
"Zhihan, Zhihan! I'm dad!" Zhao Wuji wanted to say something else.
But Zhao Zhihan's sea of consciousness emitted a powerful force of repulsion and kicked him out instantly.
His soul could only flee towards his old and decaying body in embarrassment, his heart filled with unwillingness.
"Damn it, damn He Xuanmiao, damn it! This is the corpse that I have worked so hard to manage!"
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but feel good when she saw that this old bastard had worked hard for many years and finally just made wedding clothes for others.
"Zhao Wuji, do you have this day too?"
Zhao Wuji returned to his own body in embarrassment and was about to control his old body to escape from the blood sacrifice formation.
"Old Ghost Zhao, suffer death!"
At this moment, a bright sword light suddenly flew over, the blade of the sword was as bright as a meteor, carrying an irresistible destructive power.
Zhao Wuji looked at the knife in horror, but he couldn't resist at all. Everything happened too fast.
The light of the sword fell, like a bolt of lightning, and with one strike, Zhao Wuji's soul and body were nailed to the ground.
The ground shook violently, and a long crack formed instantly, as if the earth was shaking under the knife.
The entire blood sacrifice formation seemed to be stagnant, and the breath of life seemed to be swallowed up by the sword light.
This sudden long knife was completely dark and heavy, as if it was made of obsidian, and its surface was covered with countless eerie lines.
The body of the sword was wrapped with rolling resentment, and the images of countless ghosts and demons appeared faintly on it, like thousands of troops surging, with ghosts crying and gods howling.
The top of the hilt is a skull. The skull is pale and empty, and the empty eye sockets seem to be able to swallow the soul.
"Shura Sword! Pojun!"
Xiao Yifeng suddenly changed color and looked back to the outside world in disbelief.
Qin Miaomiao also said in disbelief: "Why is Pojun here?"
But it was obvious that this knife was broken into by the outside world with great strength, and the broken army was still outside.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji was screaming, being bitten by countless innocent souls on this Shura sword, his screams were inhumanly cruel and shrill.
Xiao Yifeng's mind changed quickly and she thought of a possibility.
I see!
He finally understood why Po Jun appeared here, he should have thought of it a long time ago.
The protagonists from back then all appeared in the Xuanyin Mansion hundreds of years later, but their identities were completely different from before.
Without external interference, Zhao Zhihan slowly opened his eyes, which were a pair of green eyes with extremely cold eyes.
"Zhihan, save me, save me!" Zhao Wuji opened his eyes wide and screamed.
Zhao Zhihan subconsciously raised his hand, but put it down again, watching indifferently as Zhao Wuji was bitten by the evil ghost on the Shura sword.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Dad, you taught your daughter that those who achieve great things should not stick to trivial matters."
Zhao Wuji's soul and body were eaten by the evil ghost on the Shura knife, and he screamed repeatedly, and was finally swallowed up.
He treated his daughter like this back then, and now there is a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unsatisfactory. It can be regarded as a good reincarnation according to the law of heaven.
Zhao Zhihan looked up at this place that was like a hell on earth, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was full of pure malice.
There seemed to be thunderstorms gathering in the sky, but they never fell. Instead, they were brewing and getting ready to strike.
Because at this moment, Zhao Zhihan did not choose to merge with the Corpse Divine Tree, but split her power into two.
One is the Corpse Divine Tree, and the other is Zhao Zhihan. The two are one, but they are also different.
The aura on her body quickly fell back. Now it is only the Mahayana and Great Consummation, and the heavenly calamity will naturally not fall.
Zhao Zhihan's purpose is obvious. She wants to merge with the sacred tree at midnight tonight, when it is extremely dark, and then break through the catastrophe and become a heavenly corpse.
Xiao Yifeng sighed and took a few steps back calmly.
Zhao Zhihan looked at Xiao Yifeng and smiled slightly: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Seven Kills, for helping me wake up early, but it's just that fellow Taoist seems to be afraid of me?"
"You can indeed see everything in the outside world." Xiao Yifeng said solemnly.
"This is natural. The land covered by the Corpse God Tree is all underworld, and it is within my control." Zhao Zhihan said with an evil smile.
"So you just watched He Xuanmiao die and watched Zhao Wuji do all sorts of things? You really are a loving father and a filial daughter." Xiao Yifeng said with emotion.
"Dad taught me this. He and Senior Brother He work so hard, so naturally I can't let them work in vain."
Zhao Zhihan opened his hands and said with a wanton smile: "How else could I gain such power? After all, I have been unable to move for hundreds of years and have been slaughtered by others."
"In return, I will transform them into corpse kings, stay by my side, and share the glory with me."
She walked up and put her hands on the two of them. Zhao Wuji and He Xuanmiao slowly stood up with their eyes glowing red.
The two people exuded a stronger aura than before, which made Xiao Yifeng's heart feel cold.
Damn it, I trained two corpse kings in a blink of an eye, what a fool!
I want to fucking surrender to the enemy!
Zhao Zhihan smiled at him as if she heard his thoughts: "The Master of Qisha Palace is a smart man, why don't you surrender to me?"
