"Even if I want to die...do you dare to kill me?"
Wang Xiaotai smiled and tightly grasped Li Jiutuan's spirit with her fingers. The ball of spirit was so weak that it would explode immediately if she pinched it like this.
Yun Zhongjun looked gloomy, "Stop, what do you want, Fuyao, we can talk."
"There's no need to make the scene so ugly, is there?"
"Let go, Master, and I will spare your life."
Li Jiutuan's soul flickered in Wang Xiaotai's hand, shining faintly.
At this time, the dark clouds above her head had cleared, and bright sunlight shone on Wang Xiaomo's body bit by bit, making her look holy, noble, and untainted by dust.
She holds the soul in her hands like a lotus flower that disappears at the touch of a finger.
Just like the Guanyin Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple, there is a dazzling lotus disk faintly floating under the feet.
It is inevitable that people will feel ashamed and filthy, and they dare not raise their eyes to look at him.
But Yun Zhongjun did not dare to approach her.
He could even imagine that the moment Wang Xiao Tai closed his fingers and grabbed hard, Li Jiutuan's soul would burst apart, just like the firecrackers and fireworks set off during the Chinese New Year. After a burst of crackling, everything would completely shatter. , even the smell of gunpowder smoke cannot be left behind after the wind blows.
Originally, the master's soul was already fragile due to the previous failures in overcoming tribulations. Yun Zhongjun did not dare to bet on whether Li Jiutuan's soul could still withstand this torture.
Since his restoration to the throne, Yun Zhongjun has not been forced into such a situation for a long time.
Yun Zhongjun was so anxious that his handsome facial features became hideously distorted. His eyes were filled with dense bloodshot eyes, which were shockingly red.
He no longer looks like the immortal he was before.
"You can't get around me? Do you believe this?"
Wang Xiaotai looked at him quietly, without showing any sarcasm, but simply stating the facts lightly, "If I were you, and someone dared to take advantage of my shortcomings, I would make them go to pieces and never be reincarnated. "
"Let's not talk about these scenes between us."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaotai took action boldly, his divine blood burning, and his whole body was dyed red gold. Between closing and opening his eyes, the golden eyes that were different from ordinary people stared coldly at Yun Zhongjun.
In a place where no one could see, she was holding the palm of Li Jiutuan's right hand. Suddenly, an extremely flexible and strange double-pupil eye came out of Wang Xiaotai's flesh, spinning around, blinking, scratching Li Jiutuan's eyes. My soul felt itchy.
Yun Zhongjun is disdainful in his heart. He is a small skill and is vulnerable to a single blow.
He was not afraid to fight Wang Xiaotai. If Wang Xiaotai hadn't held Li Jiutuan's soul in his hand, he would have already sent this little mortal god who didn't know the heights of the world to hell.
The eyeball in the palm of Wang Xiaotai's right hand blinked, and Li Jiutuan's soul actually formed into a round sphere.
Under Yun Zhongjun's frightened gaze, Wang Xiaotai weighed Li Jiutuan's spirit in her hand. She gritted her teeth, waved her arms, her muscles tensed, and used all her strength to throw Li Jiutuan's spirit into Yun Zhongjun's arms. .
Her throwing posture is very freehand and full of the beauty of power.
This was a perfect pitch. Yun Zhongjun gathered Li Jiutuan's soul into his arms without blinking an eye.
A large amount of spiritual power was lost the moment he came into contact with Li Jiutuan's fragile and shimmering soul. Yun Zhongjun tore off the spiritual power that he was reluctant to leave without mercy, and used this power to repair and maintain Li Jiutuan's soul.
He was so anxious and focused that he didn't even notice the movement on Wang Xiaotai's side.
Wang Xiaotai took a few steps back, and the lotus pattern under her feet was not extinguished, and even became brighter.
On the other hand, Wang Fuyao, who was still stunned, was pulled back by someone.
She stared blankly as countless people passed by her who was retreating and strode towards Wang Xiaotai's position.
The formation will be completed.
She finally knew there was indeed a trap here.
The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind.
But what if this was originally a killing game against Huang Que?
Wang Xiaotai used himself... no, Li Jiutuan as bait to pull Yun Zhongjun's true body down from the high Nine Heavens to the earth, and began to kill the gods in this hundred thousand mountains.
She didn't know anything, but she walked over step by step according to Wang Xiaotai's expectation.
Wang Xiaotai knew her well, and Wang Fuyao even considered Wang Xiaotai as her fallback, so how could he have expected all this.
In order to kill Yun Zhongjun, Wang Xiaotai and the others must have been preparing for a long time for everything today.
But...Jiu Tuan is dead...
The person who was leading Wang Fuyao back felt Wang Fuyao's strange movement, and pressed Wang Fuyao's shoulders firmly. With a blow from his hand, Wang Fuyao, who was already extremely weak, was knocked unconscious.
The place where they originally stood had tall buildings rising from the ground, and a powerful formation broke out from the mottled light and shadow.
Such a big movement did not cause Yun Zhongjun to react.
Yun Zhongjun frowned and looked at the Yuanshen in front of him who was not getting any better.
The divine power he sent in was enough to create ten more immortal gods. He didn't understand why Li Jiutuan hadn't turned into a human form yet.
Li Jiutuan's soul showed no response in his hands, but the flickering faint light proved that he was indeed still alive.
Could it be that Master doesn't want to wake up?
Yun Zhongjun even endured the severe pain and cut off his own soul, using part of himself to fill the damage to Li Jiutuan's soul.
But it's all in vain.
"Master?" Yun Zhongjun called Li Jiutuan gently with a trembling voice, for fear of disturbing the fragile soul.
The formation has been completely deployed, the sky has fallen, and the sky and the earth are on the line.
In the formation, light and darkness alternate, the sun and moon are reversed, night and light overlap and intertwine with each other.
In the brief light, Wang Fuyao saw Wang Xiaomo's face clearly - extremely pale face, gorgeous facial features, the cinnabar mole on the center of his eyebrows so red that it almost dripped with blood, and a pair of golden eyes that were almost the only light in the world.
Li Jiutuan's soul trembled slightly, as if he had responded to Yun Zhongjun's call.
Yun Zhongjun spit out a mouthful of hot blood and sprayed it on Li Jiutuan's soul.
This mouthful of hot blood was completely absorbed by Li Jiutuan's soul. The soul slowly swelled and was dyed an ominous blood red by the blood.
Caught off guard, Li Jiutuan's soul exploded in the palm of Yun Zhongjun's hand, and the divine power and soul power that he had inputted in for free exploded exponentially.
Under the guidance of Wang Xiaotai's formation, the main victim of this explosion was only Yun Zhongjun.
He was almost stupid, watching as Li Jiutuan's soul regained some consciousness, he closed his eyes without hesitation after taking a look at himself, and chose to self-destruct.
No hesitation, no mercy.
It was like seeing something dirty.
Another update, lunch box delivered.
(End of chapter)
