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Chapter 877 Wu Wanshan's Heart

As Priest Gui's scream came from the golden light, all the golden armored warriors in the Tower of Gods and Demons trembled in their hearts.

Although they had guessed this result, they were still shocked when they saw the terrible priest Gui and his three-headed flying dragon mount.

Can Priest Gui still call him a man in this way? He is almost the same as calling him a man in a scattered manner.

The golden-armored warriors of the Tower of Gods and Demons took a breath. Priest Gui was their leader, and he was so arrogant and arrogant.

But even such an unattainable Priest Gui has become like this now, and the strength of his opponent is really terrifying.

Priest Gui screamed and fell from the sky, and it seemed that he was not dead.

At this time, Bai Ni moved.

"Hu." Bai Ni jumped high, holding a three-pointed spear in her hand, and stabbed towards the fallen Priest Gui.

Although Priest Gui had lost control of the rotten body, his powerful soul power was still there. He felt the enemy's attack. Priest Gui burst out all his soul power at the first time without hesitation. come out.

boom.

The unrivalled purple soul power bombarded Bai Ni away, and at the same time, Bai Ni's three-pointed spear in his hand also threw out, and one shot penetrated the heart of Priest Gui's chest.

The three-pointed spear was the main treasure that Bai Ni came to his family. As long as he could hit the other party, even if the other party's indestructible body would have to be penetrated into a big hole.

"Ah,." Priest Gui screamed in pain again. The Priest Gui, who could no longer bear his broken body, finally made a decision: to settle himself.

He would rather kill himself than die at the other party's hands.

With a bang, Priest Gui's body had not fallen to the ground, it exploded into countless pieces and spilled down from the air.

"This kid..." Seeing Bai Ni being blown away by Priest Gui's soul power, Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly.

Bai Ni didn't need to do this at all, just wait for Pi Xiu to kill Priest Gui.

But Bai Ni wanted to kill Priest Gui with his own hands to avenge Yao Wan, which led to such a situation in front of him.

In the eyes of others, Bai Ni's half-dead look is really unnecessary and not worth it.

Only Ling Xiao understood how important it was to Bai Ni to end the life of Priest Gui with his own hands.

Not to mention being half-dead, even if Bai Ni had to pay the price of his life, he would do this without hesitation.

Wherever love comes, everything can no longer be judged by common sense or not.

"Yao Wan, I finally avenge you..." Bai Ni, who was lying on the ground, tilted her head, with a satisfied smile on her face, and closed her eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to see Yao Wan waving to him. She was still so heroic and heroic, so happy that she was so happy...

Feeling that Bai Ni's body had no soul power fluctuations, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh deeply: "I hope you two can be together in the next life..."

Ling Xiao knew that Yao Wan was in love with him and wanted to bury Yao Wan and Bai Ni together, but he couldn't do this.

Even though he understood that this was Bai Ni's last wish.

He must respect Bai Ni's will, but he must also respect Yao Wan's meaning.

If Yao Wan was willing, Ling Xiao would naturally not refuse, but Ling Xiao understood that Yao Wan would not agree to bury herself and Bai Ni together.

Of course, if Ling Xiao died, Yao Wan would not mind being buried with Ling Xiao.

Putting away the thoughts in his heart, Ling Xiao turned his attention to the last battle.

This battle is the only battle among the ten battles in which the tower of gods and demons has the upper hand. The newly appointed priest Wu Wanshan controls the millions of golden armored warriors who have been cursed and witchcraft, and leads the millions led by Ling Shiyu. The army was defeated.

Originally, Ling Shiyu thought that the cursed witchcraft of Wu Wanshan could only last for one hour at most, but the facts proved that Wu Wanshan's cursed witchcraft had surpassed Ling Shiyu's imagination.

After an hour, the soldiers were still fierce and fierce, forcing Ling Shiyu's troops to retreat step by step.

Three days after the battle, Ling Shiyu's troops were completely destroyed, and Wu Wanshan's team was still left with more than 200,000 soldiers.

Although he was protected by the black awn, Ling Shiyu's pretty face was still pale.

Everyone knows that this is not a fault caused by Ling Shiyu's incompetence, but she still feels that all this is her fault.

Looking at the corpses in front of him, Ling Shiyu's heart was dark: "It's me that I don't have the ability... I disappointed Ling Xiao, and I killed so many alliance soldiers..."

In order to make up for his "negatives", Ling Shiyu suddenly raised her head and whispered to Wu Wanshan: "Wu Wanshan, I want to challenge you."

"Shiyu, are you crazy?" Ling Xiao was shocked on the spot when he heard Ling Shiyu's words.

Although Ling Shiyu has now reached the level of seven-pole green, she is really a witch compared to Wu Wanshan.

"Haha, girl, you are very brave." Wu Wanshan laughed loudly and said, "I really want to accept you as my disciple. How about it? If you agree to my request, I will end the battle immediately. How about it."

Ling Shiyu gritted her teeth and waved her fists: "Even if this battle is over, I will challenge you. Ling Shiyu, the Xihe City of Xuantian Continent, officially challenged Wu Wanshan in his personal name. You dare to face the challenge."

Wu Wanshan was amused and cried by Ling Shiyu and said, "Little girl, if you really want to compete, okay, I will just put this curse here to relieve you. If you unlock it, even if you win, I will commit suicide immediately."

Ling Shiyu didn't ask what would happen if she lost. Since the other party didn't say it, she naturally stopped asking: "What kind of curse, just try it out."

"Okay." Wu Wanshan waved the witch stick in his hand, and a black word "swear" was drawn with the gesture of the witch stick in his hand.

"This is a spell of oaths. If the person in this spell is in, as long as his descendants swore, no matter whether he or she abides by the oath, he will be punished by the oath." Wu Wanshan explained very seriously, as if he had been a serious master. .

"Usually, those who have this curse are unconscious, so they don't know that they have been cursed and swear to be retribution at will." Wu Wanshan said with a smile: "Now, this curse is on me, if you are the one who is a substitute." I'll get rid of it, even if you win."

After saying that, Wu Wanshan actually grabbed the black word "swear" and photographed him.

"What is he doing?" Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. Is Wu Wanshan full and full?

He was obviously sure to win, but he still had to play with Ling Shiyu like this.

As soon as the black word "swear" touched Wu Wanshan's chest and heart, it quickly merged into his body and disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe, little girl, if you can untie this curse, you will win." Wu Wanshan laughed, not thinking that it was really a scam for him to put a curse on himself.

"Okay, I'll try." Ling Shiyu flew up in the air, and the black ash wearing a black cloak followed Ling Shiyu tightly, doing his best to be a bodyguard.

With him by your side, it will be more difficult for Wu Wanshan to do whatever he wants.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wanshan locked up all his soul power without any fluctuations in his body.

In other words, if Hei Ao wants to kill Wu Wanshan now, it would be a very easy thing.

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Even Ling Xiao couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to wait and see what happened.

You must know that if Wu Wanshan does not die, everyone will be trapped in the formation, and I don’t know when and when will it come out.

Ling Shiyu didn't know how to be afraid, so she directly applied her mental power to Wu Wanshan and used her mental power to test the signs of curses in Wu Wanshan's body.

Ling Shiyu had just applied his mental power to Wu Wanshan, and countless curses from the Ten Thousand Curses of the Heavenly Soul Realm immediately appeared in her mind. Some of these curses have been mastered by Ling Shiyu, and some of them have never heard of Ling Shiyu. It can be said to be all-inclusive and has everything.

Ling Shiyu was surprised. At this time, she heard the voice that Wu Wanshan was directly spreading to her mind: "Girl, I will leave the inheritance of the Wan Guimen Gate to you. From today on, you will be the palm of the Wan Guimen Gate. It’s the gate, I have rebuilt the Ten Thousand Mantras Sect, and those disciples are being trained. I hope you can continue to cultivate them, the Everbright Ten Thousand Mantras Sect."

Ling Shiyu was puzzled: "Why, I am not close to you, why should I choose me as your disciple?"

"You are the granddaughter-in-law of the old demon Ling Mietian. This time I helped Ling Xiao and left the Ten Thousand Curse Sect to you, just treat it as me to repay his kindness for saving me back then."

Wu Wanshan's voice came to Ling Shiyu's mind one after another: "Everyone thought I was ungrateful and joined the Tower of Gods and Demons. In fact, what I was waiting for today is the opportunity to pass on the inheritance of Wan Guimen. , I can be free of worries.”

"I hope you can admit in the future that you are my disciple of Wu Wanshan..." Wu Wanshan's voice became weaker and weaker, and until the end, he could no longer sense any fluctuations in his body.

Huh, Wu Wanshan suddenly died and his body fell straight from the sky.

"Ah, what's going on?" Seeing Wu Wanshan's body falling to the ground, all the people watching the battle were stunned: Could it be that Ling Shiyu killed him?

No one knows why, except Ling Shiyu.

Although Ling Shiyu was not very sad when she saw that the old man who wanted to accept her as her disciple died, she still saluted Wu Wanshan's body solemnly and said lightly: "Master, it's easy to leave."

With Wu Wanshan's death, the control of the remaining 200,000 Golden Armored Warriors was moved to Ling Shiyu.

Ling Shiyu could clearly feel that as long as he had a thought, the more than 200,000 golden warriors would be wiped out in an instant.


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