The "trouble flow" in the title refers to Wuzhou classmate. Finally, he completely fled to commit crimes. Suddenly, he sympathized with Zhenhuntian.

I'm excited. The next plot and content will become richer and grander. Haha, it will be even more exciting.

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Chapter 275: The Ancient Soul Palace, the Flood of Disaster

"Zhuo Yizong!"

Zuo Wuzhou was almost flat on the ground, flying at low altitude. His aura was strong, and there was a hint of ink in his eyes that was about to explode: "I owe you Wang, I must save you."

A thought lingered, and he thought about it several times: "But I have not heard about the weakness of Rourou, so how can I know that others are so afraid of her without seeing it with my own eyes and ears? It turns out that with her martial arts training, she has such a big influence in the Tianjun Sect.

Effect. No wonder others wanted to kill him and then quickly."

Judging from the words, Zuo Wuzhou had his own thoughts: "Shentian Sect set up a trap to kill Jun Wang, and Zhuo Yizong and Chaoge Sect were involved together. Could it be that Shentian Sect is its backer? Hun Tianzong also cooperated with Shentian Sect.

What a relationship."

After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Wuzhou was speechless: "Why should I think about so many things that have nothing to do with me? I concentrate on my soul and my soul, and it is not about things that concern me. Why should I pay more attention to it? Jiutian Sect secretly

Whether you are fighting for fame or wealth, or colluding with each other to plot harm, as long as you don’t provoke me or my friends, it has nothing to do with me.”

"The major sects are responsible for their own secret fights and intrigues, while I cultivate the soul path by myself. As long as they don't offend me, I don't care how they live or die."

His thoughts trembled, Zuo Wuzhou gathered his thoughts and trembled: "On the contrary, Changkong Sect seems to be in a situation of collapse because of me. Changkong treats me well, and there is Brother Nie Wen, so I should try to save this matter."

It may also revolve around it.”

A thought that had been buried deep in my heart for a long time suddenly burst out: "The crisis in Changkong arises because of my joining the sect. If I 'betray' or 'break' with Changkong, I should be able to eliminate the crisis from the root."

After pondering this thought again for a while, Zuo Wuzhou paused and said, "Let's think about this later. The most urgent task is Zhuo Yizong."

"Zhuo Yizong, you want to seize the treasure? I will teach you to wait until your life is taken away." With a word of solemn killing, Zuo Wuzhou looked coldly, and his murderous intention became more intense: "Zhuo Yizong will do it with all the power of one sect."

Kill me, this Zhuo Yi sect cannot be retained and must be eliminated."

The murderous intent was overwhelming, and it was particularly cold and bone-chilling at the moment.

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were like black ink, almost condensing. The speed was so violent that it turned into a black light and shadow. In the sky full of flying snow, it struck low in the sky and swept away like a black storm.

It's so sad that the wind can swallow the sky. It's the dark clouds and the snow is dancing in the wind.

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The whip was like a dragon, it went straight to the head of a person, and entangled one of the low-level soul monks. But with a bang, the head was strangled, and it flew up, and the weak headless corpse shook a few times.

Falling to the ground suddenly.

Thousands of soul monks were silent. Wu Yu laughed loudly when he saw this, cursed several times that it was useless, and shouted: "Dig it quickly, otherwise I will leave you useless, so I will kill you."

"If you can't finish the task, then you don't need to eat. No matter if you starve to death, there are so many soul monks in the world, and there is no shortage of you." This group of warriors looked at them coldly, like looking at pigs and sheep.

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The soul monks who have been here for a long time all know that this statement is true. Zhuo Yizong never paid attention to them soul monks. A group of them died of cold and starvation, and Zhuo Yizong took care of himself and captured another group.

There are many low-level soul monks in the world, and Zhuo Yizong simply treats them like livestock, no, even more cruelly and cruelly than they treat livestock.

"Dig." A soul monk with higher cultivation level had hatred in his eyes and whispered: "Help each other."

Dao Qi remained silent, digging next to this person again and again, as if nothing could move him, he was always so indifferent.

Eighteen years have passed since we said goodbye that year. Dao Qi was in his prime at that time, but now it is hard to say whether it was the wind and rain, or the devastation of the rivers and lakes, old age, Dao Qi has some gray marks on his temples. Time,

Traces of time are carved into Dao Qi's face.

Zuo Wuzhou and Chen Zongzhi have always wanted to find this friend in life and death, but they never expected that Dao Qi had come to the True Soul Heaven.

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After digging for a long time, I finally had a chance to rest for a quarter of an hour.

It has been half a year since Dao Qi was captured here. The strong Dao Qi has become emaciated, with skinny bones everywhere. Considering that he is only at the seventh level of cultivation, it is a fluke that he can survive to this day.

"I want to escape." The dark-faced soul monk hid in a very far distance, grinding his teeth and squeezing out: "Who will come with me?"

Dao Qi's cold eyes suddenly revealed an eagerness: "Count me in."

Dao Qi cannot die. He must not die before he can do what he wants to do and find the person he wants to find. Unfortunately, he wandered too far in Fahuntian back then. He came too early and didn't know that Zuo Wuzhou had become the Martial Emperor.

Already..

Those who were with Dao Qi were all soul monks who had not died for at least three months. Zhuo Yizong captured two thousand soul monks every month, but the number of soul monks here has not increased.

Because few soul monks can survive more than three months, and many die in less than ten and a half days. Only one out of a hundred people can survive more than three months. Usually they are above the level of Martial Lord.

Like Dao Qi, he is the only one with a seventh-level cultivation who can live for more than half a year. Because Dao Qi has an unfulfilled wish, he must not die, and one breath has allowed him to survive until now.

"Escape, you must escape, otherwise we will never survive." The young Wujun became the leader of course, gritting his teeth: "Zhuo Yizong treats us as pigs and dogs, and I will definitely avenge this.

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"How to escape? It's all Wu Yu and Wu Zong who are guarding you." Some people were doubtful.

The young Lord Wu sneered: "I have my own way. We only lack a chance, a chance to escape."

Dao Qi said coldly: "I must escape."

Terrible determination.

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The cold wave is coming and the winter snow is flying.

Yaksha seemed to be in a mood for poetry, and he recited: "The sky is cold and the color is green, and the north wind is wry and mournful. The ice is thick and has no cracks, and there is a cold light in the short day."

Touches of white color finally descended slowly according to the laws of heaven and earth. Night slowly came from a distance. A good poem describes this situation and scene perfectly.

There are many people with great literary talents in the world of soul cultivation. However, how can Yue Wuzong and others be in the mood to enjoy the scenery and recite poems. They have been waiting here for a long time, but Zuo Wuzhou has not shown up yet. In this way, how can Yue Lei not be worried?

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Thousands of miles away, there is the newly unearthed Ancient Soul Palace. There, there is a gathering of powerful people.

After the turmoil in the competition that day, how could Yue Lei not know that Zuo Wuzhou was a willful and daring person. If Zuo Wuzhou went to the Ancient Soul Palace at will, it would be a dead end.

The strong are like clouds, and this is no lie.

But according to what Yue Lei knows, there are countless major sects and scattered cultivators. In the Ancient Soul Palace, there are at least a hundred Wu Zong and thousands of Wu Yu mixed among them. Speaking of others, even the Changkong Sect also sent Wu Zong and Wu Yu among them.

The Ancient Soul Palace is really muddy water that cannot be crossed.

The more he thundered, the more worried he became, and he said sternly: "Yaksha, when will Zuo Wuzhou come here?"

Yasha had a smile on his face: "Yue Wuzong, I don't know about this. You should also know that I am working for Zuo Wuzhou. How could he tell me what he was thinking?"

Yue Lei was angry and anxious, and slapped his palm on the snowdrift: "This is unreasonable, Zuo Wuzhou is acting too carelessly and wantonly."

"Maybe he doesn't know that there are countless soul monks just here who are eyeing him. He is acting recklessly and boldly, but he doesn't know that our Changkong Sect is worried about him." The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The Ancient Soul Palace is a place of death, but many soul monks have secretly gathered here. If Zuo Wuzhou dares to come here, it will definitely be a disaster.

Seeing that Yue Lei, Nie Wen and others were so worried, Yaksha finally told the truth: "Brother Nie, Yue Wuzong, don't worry. He will naturally handle his affairs properly and will never involve the people around him to avoid disasters."

Yue Lei was furious: "He is just a martial artist, how can we deal with it?"

Yaksha's eyes flashed with violence, and he said coldly: "But if there are enemies, just kill them!"

"For the sake of the soul, he slaughtered a city and a country, killing people and filling the fields, so what's the point?"

Yaksha's words were spoken with a smile, but they contained infinite violence. Yue Lei, Nie Wen, Hua Jiaqi and others all suddenly felt chills all over their bodies, and they thought of the same thing.

"Perhaps, if Zuo Wuzhou comes to the True Soul Heaven, the disaster will flow to the east."

If the harsh winter is not severe, how can we see the bright spring?

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The Ancient Soul Palace is really not far from Zhuo Yizong. Of course, the not far mentioned here is based on the speed of Wuyu.

But thinking of Zhuo Yizong, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly started to kill again and thought coldly: "After I finish handling the matters at hand, I will eradicate Zhuo Yizong. If you are my enemy and want to kill me, you will have to pay a fatal price.

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If you think about it carefully, the hatred between Zuo Wuzhou and Zhuo Yizong really goes back a long way. In the True Soul Heaven, they had already formed a deep hatred. This time, in the True Soul Heaven, the hatred accumulated in the past will finally be resolved.

A glowing one.

There were ninety-nine Soul Palaces in ancient times, and many of them have been unearthed over the past million years. The "Fire Tornado" was the treasure that the Fuyun Sect obtained from the Ancient Soul Palace many years ago.

The location of the Ancient Soul Palace is often quite strange and unexpected. It is either buried deep in the soil or in the water. It is always extremely secretive and cannot be traced.

As they were about to arrive at the Ancient Soul Palace, Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts rippled: "There seem to be a lot of people, so I should change my appearance temporarily to avoid leaking the news."

Secretly activating the "transformation soul", he has already transformed into another appearance.
To be continued...