Step by step, the nine true immortals slowly moved towards the Holy Immortal Immortal Soul, and sat down gently around it. Their palms gently touched the surface of the Immortal Soul, feeling the warmth and solidity, while their eyes were fixed on it.
There is a forged divine pillar. Several long thorns slowly protrude from it, which are the same as those inserted on Shi Yu's forehead.
Seeing the long thorn sink silently into the stone platform, the Holy Envoy hurriedly walked down the stone platform, sat cross-legged on the empty seat left for him, and struck a protruding dot of the Forged Divine Pillar with an air blade.
Ten ribbon-like lavender streams of light immediately shot out, wrapped around the foreheads of the True Immortal and the Holy Envoy, and turned into thin streams flowing into the place where the soul sea should be.
The two long needles inserted into Shi Yu's head had already begun to extract his soul, and a thin line of light yellow veins extended along the purple stream to the foreheads of the ten true immortals.
But they all refused the entry of this yellow trickle, and their eyes were still on the long needle inserted into the bluestone platform.
The thin stream of light yellow soul had nowhere to go, and gradually retracted into Shi Yu's body, waiting for the next opportunity.
Yes, no matter who it is, they must first put Shi Yu aside. He is just an excuse and not a goal. When facing a real feast, who will fill his mouth with a few steamed buns first.
"Everyone, please be ready! Although everyone has a share, how much you can grab depends on your ability! This hall has been closed, everyone can do whatever you want!" The Holy Envoy's somewhat hasty words sounded, and everyone
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the true immortals became brighter and brighter, and their whole bodies were stretched like a piece of iron stone. They were just waiting for the long thorns to start extracting the immortal soul, and they would go all out.
"His ~ hissing ~" The slight sound sounded from a long needle, and gradually turned into the sound of flowing water.
Zi looked at the green trickle slowly approaching her, and her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest.
This time no one refused, but everyone couldn't wait to mobilize their magical power and try their best to pull the thin cyan thread flowing towards them faster and thicker.
Almost at the same moment, everyone sucked Qingliu into their skulls. When they felt the boundless power flowing into their immortal souls, they smiled in satisfaction.
The change suddenly happened at this moment. Before the happy smile could fully bloom, the expression of fear and pain could not wait to squeeze out. The distorted appearance turned everyone into a clown.
The lilac flowing light quickly retracted from the Forged Divine Pillar, and the remaining immortals rolled and wailed. The heart-rending pain made everyone unable to say a word.
It was only when everyone had exhausted their energy and could only lie down or twitching on the ground that one person patted the dust on his body, stood up and whispered: "It seems that you are all seriously injured.
Except for me, no one is pretending, hahaha! Who told you to be so greedy that you want to swallow the holy soul of the immortal in one gulp?"
"Holy Envoy..." The weak words were unsustainable, and the strength to persist was lost after spitting out a name.
"Oh! You are still awesome. You are worthy of being the number one true immortal. Is it me, something is wrong? Hahaha!" The Holy Envoy walked slowly up the bluestone platform, leaning against the forged divine pillar, and first looked at the dying true immortals with satisfaction.
He nodded, looked outside the hall with a little regret, and sighed.
"This pillar is very thick, enough to tie you all to it. I didn't expect that I planned for so long, but one of them still ran away in the end. Forget it, let's just keep him for a few days." Each of the true immortals who were unable to struggle were easily mentioned by the Holy Envoy.
, were hung high and low with forged divine pillars, and the spiked chains that were only on slaves in the past also fell on them.
After doing all this, the Holy Envoy looked up and down at the captives covered with forged pillars, as if looking at delicious dried fish, and once again showed a satisfied smile.
With a gentle tap on the forged pillar, everyone fell
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They had to end up like Shi Yu, with two slender spikes deeply inserted into their heads. Their strength had long been exhausted, and they could only cast resentful eyes on the holy envoy, hoping for a miracle to happen and be burned to death.
This bastard.
Surprisingly, the Holy Envoy who had done everything was not in a hurry to seize everyone's immortal soul. He did not touch the mechanism to release the purple light belt, but sat down gently on the bluestone platform and looked up at the God of Forging.
Zhu and the real immortal who glared at him began to be in a daze.
"You know, maybe I am too happy. I am surprisingly calm at this time, without any feeling of urgency." After a long time, the Holy Envoy spoke slowly to the crowd who would not respond, "Everyone wants to be
Anyone who can rival the Holy Immortal wants to become the truly invincible True Immortal of Daxu, but who can do it? How long have I been thinking about this day and how many plans I have made? Haha, fortunately, it happened today.
Yes! You will all become a delicious meal for another saint, you should feel honored, hahaha..."
As he spoke, the Holy Envoy began to laugh wildly, and his voice also changed from low to high. He pointed at the half-dead True Immortals and mocked: "You really think that the Holy Immortals can move? Long Kuang said that you are frogs in the well. Is that true?
All correct!"
Rubbing his face that was sore from shouting, the Holy Messenger flicked his fingers and shot an arrow of light, which was inserted into the shoulder of the ugly old woman. The blood stained her clothes along with the wound, "Why do you have to make yourself so ugly?"
?The most beautiful woman in Daxu back then can’t just give up on herself after her death. What a pity.”
Although the old woman couldn't move her body, her eyes of disgust were still fixed on the Holy Envoy. At this moment, as a fish, the only weapon she had was this emotional gaze.
The Holy Envoy stood up nonchalantly, stretched out his hand to poke at her wound, and suddenly wiped the blood on her face with his fingers, and said bitterly: "It makes me sick to see you like this, since you have never looked down on her.
Me, let’s start with you!”
The Holy Envoy turned around and walked down the bluestone platform, sitting cross-legged on the ground. A lavender light band snaked around his head.
"Huh~" He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the Holy Envoy closed his eyes. The old woman's ugly and old face became even more withered and darker when a thin emerald green line appeared on the purple light belt.
"Gurgling...Gurgling..." In the silent hall, only the voice of the Holy Envoy plundering the immortal soul rippled softly. Facing an old woman who was similar to himself, in just over a month, the Holy Envoy squeezed her clean and shrunk into
An old woman the size of a girl, with only one breath left. If she appears in Daxu, any enemy can easily take revenge.
"It's your turn..." The Holy Envoy turned his attention to a true immortal with a head as big as a bucket and a young face. "You haven't spoken a word from the beginning to the end. You always like to hide behind your back and act like an expert. You always think you have everything under control. Then,
Have you thought about the current situation? Don’t worry, as soon as I leave, I will use your favorite method - to cut off the three clans! I will kill all your relatives in Beifeng Palace and let you watch them die one by one. Enjoy it.
!”
The true immortal glanced at the Holy Envoy and closed his eyes tightly.
Thousands of Daxu Immortal Masters are still crowding outside Xuming Sect, eagerly anticipating the good news. Ever since all the Daxu True Immortals entered Xuming Sect, no one has seen them come out again.
For more than ten years, it has been quieter inside than outside. No one has ever been able to say a word, and no one has been brave enough to break through the protective formation outside Xuming Sect and sneak in to see what's going on.
The nine shriveled bodies were hanging powerlessly on the divine pillar. Their unfocused eyes could only see a foot in front of them. The Holy Envoy inhaled the last ray of true immortal soul, lazily stood up and stretched.
He turned his attention to Shi Yu.
In the past few years, time has seemed to be frozen in this small palace. Except for the thin lines on the purple light belt that are constantly changing colors, there is no change at all. The Holy Envoy has been sitting cross-legged.
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On the ground, he was enjoying the true immortals that he had worked so hard to catch in one fell swoop.
"Finally it's you, strange little guy. I thought I would leave you until the end, give you some time, and you would bring me a surprise. Alas, there are so many treasures, why are they of no use at all? Forget it.
! No more waiting, I’ll finish you off and catch Long Kuang, everything will be perfect!”
The Holy Envoy waved his palm in front of Shi Yu's blank eyes. Seeing that he still had no reaction, he shook his head helplessly and sat down cross-legged again.
Shi Yu's eyes had never been closed since they were opened by the Holy Envoy, as if they were watching him finish this big drama.
The lavender light strips and pale golden threads reappeared in the past. The holy envoy sat cross-legged in front of the forged pillar with joy, waiting to enjoy this last delicious meal.
At this moment, the long-closed door of the main hall was pushed open with a creak, and a figure walked over slowly and stood behind the Holy Envoy.
The face of the holy envoy was even more frightened and fearful than when the real immortals suffered an accident a few years ago. The only difference was that he had not felt the pain yet. He desperately wanted to speak, but not a single muscle in his body could.
To call it, I couldn't even move my eyes.
The thin line representing Shi Yu's soul repeatedly patrolled the purple light belt, but never penetrated the Holy Envoy's head. This was because the Holy Envoy no longer had the ability to absorb the immortal soul at this time.
The man stood behind the Holy Envoy and looked at it for a moment, then chuckled, walked in front of him, knelt down and met his eyes.
"You don't need to catch me, I've always been here." The person who came was clearly Long Kuang, the most powerful supporter who had always stood by the Holy Envoy.
"I really have to admire you for setting up such a big plan, tsk tsk! Once all the true immortals in Daxu are wiped out, the Yu Demons won't be as powerful as you!" Long Kuang stretched out his hand to pat the Holy Envoy's cheek and stood up.
Pressing on the round protrusion, Shi Yu's soul immediately retracted his body, and the purple light band disappeared at the same time.
After another half moment, nine dying bodies were randomly thrown around the bluestone platform. Only two people were left on the forged pillar, one was Shi Yu and the other was the Holy Envoy.
Long Kuang didn't talk as much nonsense as the Holy Envoy. He started to plunder wildly after hanging up, but what was surprising was that he didn't sit quietly like the Holy Envoy and use the purple light belt to seize the immortal soul.
Instead, the seven orifices ejected streams of jet-black thorns, which penetrated directly into the skull of the Holy Envoy, just like a person showing several fangs and frantically gnawing at another person's brain.
This Daxu local immortal master actually knows Shen Yu's Essence Devouring Sutra? The Essence Devouring Sutra is naturally much faster than relying on forging divine pillars to snatch the immortal soul. Within a moment, the Holy Envoy is still gasping for breath like other true immortals.
"Hehehe, I'm relieved now, I allow you to speak." Long Kuang withdrew his seven-aperture black light, returned to his ordinary appearance, smiled and untied the Holy Envoy, and threw him to the ground.
It could be seen that Long Kuang still left him with very little energy. The holy envoy who was lying on the ground struggled to sit up. His eyes, which were even more blank than Shi Yu's, turned to Long Kuang's body very slowly, and his lips could not move.
He slumped slightly, as if he had a lot to say, but also as if he couldn't say anything.
"Do you think I really didn't notice what you were doing?" Long Kuang saw that the Holy Envoy was speechless, so he started to speak himself.
"I said that Immortal Master Daxu is a frog in the well. This includes everyone, you, me, them, and the thousands of people out there! They are all frogs in the well." Long Kuang pointed randomly with one arm and cursed all over the world in an instant.
Everyone in Xu said, "There is only one exception, that is the Holy Immortal! If you dare to take his idea, I know that you are actually taking our idea."
The eyes of the Holy Envoy were slightly bright, and he obviously did not expect that Long Kuang would see through him because of this.
