Three hundred and fiftieth eight chapters supernatural powers seize the soul
Death God Sect, in the Temple of God Killing.
The great elder Han Mo was sitting in the middle. He looked in his forties and his temples were a little white, but his serious face at that moment revealed a sense of majesty.
At this moment, standing opposite him was a young man, who looked seventy percent similar to him, and he said, "Father, I've found out clearly. The owner of the Qianqiu Pavilion that suddenly appeared was the Western War.
King of Spirit, Zhou Jun!”
When Han Mo heard this, his eyes flashed with a flash. He looked at his son and frowned and asked, "Is there any?"
"There are also the new battle with the Xuanwang Lan Bing Saint of the Western Kingdom, who has become a jadeite with a red dress." The young man said, "and the White Tiger Clan."
"Oh, I knew that Emperor Xuan Shen would not let Nanling go, but I didn't expect that he would be so willing to put in the power to send Zhou Jun, the King of War Spirit, and the King of Xuan Lan Bing Saint." Han Mo sighed lightly, and some
Said lonely.
"It seems that it is a mistake for us not to go this time. The character of the War Spirit King is to avenge you. This time, I, the Death God Sect, did not give him face, and he should secretly give us ugly things." The young man said.
"No." Han Mo smiled bitterly, looked at his son, and said very seriously: "Remember, in the face of powerful strength, everything is empty talk. If Zhou Jun really dislikes us, why bother secretly to embarrass us? Send it directly
The White Tiger Clan can destroy our Death Sect in an instant. Moreover, no one in the entire Nanling will say a word."
The young man was stunned, as if he was savoring his father's words. After a moment, he seemed to remember something and said, "Don't worry, do you know who the deputy chief of Qianqiu Pavilion is?"
"Isn't it the Saint of Lan Ice?" Han Mo said.
"Not, it's the young sect leader Zhang Jian." said the young man.
"What!" Even Han Mo suddenly stood up at this moment, with an incredible look on his face.
"Yes." said the young man. "I didn't believe it just now, but it was indeed Zhang Jian. He is now the deputy head of Qianqiu Pavilion, and his status is still above the Lan Bing Saint."
At this time, Han Mo continued to do it again. His brows were frowning, and the expression on his face was so complicated that it was impossible to see what he was thinking.
"Great Elder." A person suddenly walked in outside the door.
Han Mo didn't even look at him, but just stretched out his hand to signal him.
The man nodded and said, "Young Elder, the young master is back."
Han Mo's expression on his face still couldn't tell his happiness and anger, and he just said, "Is he the only one?"
"There is also Zhou Jun, the leader of Qianqiu Pavilion."
The last sentence was undoubtedly a time bomb, which made Han Mo's heart, which could not be calm, even more ups and downs. He suddenly stood up again. His face looked very bad, and even looked a little like a pig's liver.
"Welcome to me!" After a while, these words popped out of his teeth, as if he was exerting all his strength.
After Zhou Jun and the other two were waiting outside for so much time, Han Mo brought the senior officials of the Death God Sect to greet him. This was just as Zhou Jun expected. With his current identity, it was natural.
Han Mo was almost the same as he had imagined. He only saw a smile on his face, and there was no gloom he had just seen: "I don't know if the arrival of the Lord Zhou, I have missed the welcome and hope to atone for my sins."
Zhou Jun waved his hand, too lazy to play these superficial kung fu with him.
Since entering the Death God Sect, Zhang Jian has never said a word. I don’t know what happened. At this moment, he finally said, “Uncle Master, I’m back.”
This word "Master Uncle" is just a simple word. Zhang Jian has called it countless times on weekdays. However, this time it is obviously different. Han Mo did not know the purpose of Zhou Jun and others, but Zhou Jun came in person, so it must be
The big thing about Nanling is likely to be unfavorable to her Death God Sect.
However, Zhang Jian's uncle expressed his position and also represented the people who now recognize him as the Death Sect.
The smile on Hanmo's face seemed to have become a little different: "The young master went out for four hundred years, but he didn't expect to become the deputy master of Qianqiu Pavilion. The senior brother knew that he would definitely be very happy."
Zhang Jian also smiled: "Before the master went into seclusion, I'll pick it up now."
Han Mo nodded and said, "Senior Brother has also told me about this matter, it is in the back mountain where he usually practices. That is left for you, and I have never touched it. Ling'er, go and get it.
come over."
"No need, I'll get it myself." Zhang Jian shook his head and walked towards the back mountain.
Zhou Junfuzi followed behind, Han Mo sent away the others, and then followed behind. He felt that naturally, Zhang Jian still admitted that he was from the Death God Sect, so after establishing a good relationship with him, he would die in Nanling.
The Shenzong will be under the protection of Qianqiu Pavilion.
In the back mountain where the God of Death is usually practicing, there is a training ground that he specially built. Zhang Jian often practiced here, but after leaving a message this time, he only said that he was going to retreat, but he did not.
Tell me where to go.
Walking into the back mountain training ground, Zhang Jian's face suddenly changed, and then rushed into the training ground with an unprecedented speed. Zhou Jun frowned. Although he didn't know what was going on, he still followed closely.
Fly in.
After Zhou Jun entered, the scene in front of him completely stunned him. Zhang Jian was sitting there, holding a person in his arms, which was the God of Death!
Hanmo's face changed and he quickly walked up. Two rays of light shot out from his eyes. After scanning the Death God, his face changed again.
Zhang Jian held the God of Death, with an indescribable look of haze. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Han Mo. The true form of death suddenly appeared behind him: "Tell me, who killed the master?"
At this moment, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, gloomy and terrifying, and even Zhou Jun felt a little cold.
Han Mo, who was at the target of momentum, had some difficulty breathing at this moment. While shocked Zhang Jianxiuwei, he quickly said: "I don't know. My senior brother was talking about his money to go to seclusion, and then he said he left a picture for him.
you."
Han Mo is talking about the truth. The back mountain is the place where the god of death is practicing cultivation. He hates others going in. On weekdays, Zhang Jian goes out, even Han Mo rarely goes in and out.
After the Death God said that after he went to seclusion, Han Mo didn't care and hadn't entered the back mountain once for hundreds of years. However, who would have thought that the Death God God died here for four hundred years!
But at this moment, Zhang Jian seemed to be possessed by a demon. A faint green light shot out in his eyes. He stared at Han Mo and said coldly: "I won't say it, right? Then you can die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the true body of death behind him suddenly moved and rushed towards Han Mo with a shocked face. At this moment, Han Mo couldn't even have a slight idea of resistance in his mind.
"seal up!"
Zhou Jun shouted in a low voice. The Destiny Seal immediately took action, sealed the **, and saved Han Mo's life in time.
"**. Be more awake!" Zhou Jun walked forward and said loudly.
After Zhou Jun shouted, he seemed to have woken up, but he didn't say a word, just holding the body of the God of Death and silently.
"Senior, why..." Zhou Jun also felt that the matter was suspicious and asked Hanmo.
"I don't know." Han Mo also looked at the body of the God of Death at this time, "The senior brother said he wanted to go into seclusion, and then we never saw him again. I know, but he actually..." Having said this, Han Mo kept in peace.
He got into his eyes. It seemed that he still had a certain relationship with the Lord of Death.
Zhou Jun looked around and found that everything in the training ground was intact, and there was no scar on the body of the Death God, but his soul was gone, only one ** left.
If someone is killed, then this person can hide from the people of the Death God Sect. What's strange is that he actually killed the Death God Lord with one blow, and there was no scar on his body. It should be a soul attack that rushed straight.
of.
Who is it, with such great strength, who can kill the Death God with one blow, while hiding his own breath at the same time? Zhou Jun thought for a long time and could only admit one thing, that is, he couldn't do it!
If you take action yourself, the five souls will be combined, and if you use the ultimate move or other killer moves, you may be able to kill the Death God with one blow, but if you don’t destroy a trace of it and make others feel that Zhou Jun’s existence is not felt, then
It's impossible no matter how you look at it.
Although it is impossible, someone did it, and it happened in front of him.
"master……"
At this time, Zhang Jian spoke and pulled Zhou Jun's thoughts back. He looked expressionless and murmured. It is conceivable that there is so much sadness in his heart.
At this moment, Zhang Jian did not shout at the top of his lungs, nor did he feel overwhelmed with revenge, nor did he say anything to take revenge. He just quietly looked at the body of the God of Death, muttering softly. There was no trace of tears flowing down his eyes.
Great sorrow without tears...
Zhou Jun sighed lightly, then took Zhou Qing out, and Zhang Jian needed to be alone for a while. Han Mo took a last look at the God of Death, and then walked out.
When Master Luo Yi died to save him, wasn’t he the same look? Zhou Jun could fully understand Zhang Jian’s mood at this moment.
"Elder Han Mo, are you sure that there has been no abnormality in the back mountain for hundreds of years since Senior Death God said he was in seclusion?" Zhou Junxin was not dead and asked Han Mo again.
"No." Han Mo said seriously, "Not a trace."
Zhou Jun's face changed, and he was basically sure. The person who killed the Death God must be a powerful person with great cultivation. In the wilderness, there are only a few people who can do this.
Just talking about Zhou Jun knowing, I'm afraid only Emperor Xuan Shen and Zizai are two people. The legendary Supreme Saint can do it, but Zhou Jun thinks it shouldn't be him. In addition, Zhou Li and Yingfeng should be able to do it.
However, Zhou Li said that he needed the Five Desolate Altar in the Northern Wilderness, and now he has obtained it, so he should not attack the Death God.
Who else? Zhou Jun frowned and thought hard, just like checking a prisoner.
prophet!
And he, although he said he had a special way to survive, but he had no strength, Zhou Jun would not believe him. Moreover, it seems that he and Emperor Xuanshen should know each other.
Free and unwilling to know the world, and Emperor Xuanshen has always wanted to get the Five Desolate Altar, Zhou Jun is almost certainly made by Emperor Xuanshen!
If it is really Emperor Xuan Shen...
According to Zhang Jian's personality, he would definitely not give up. So with his wit, he would not have expected that it was Emperor Xuanshen. Zhou Jun was a little hesitant. If Zhang Jian really faced Emperor Xuanshen, what should he do?
It is certain to help Zhang Jian, but now he has almost no chance of winning against Emperor Xuan Shen.
There are not many people who can't see through Zhou Jun in his life. Ying Feng calculates one, Zhou Li calculates one, the previous generation of destiny calculates one, and the other is the Xuanshen Emperor. No one knows what level of his strength is!
In just a moment, Zhou Jun's face changed very quickly, and he was thinking about what he should do.
At this time, Zhang Jian came out, his expression on his face was still gloomy, and he guarded the body of the God of Death, probably put it in the inner space.
He waved his hand and showed an image: "I found the image left to me by the master."
The face of the God of Death appeared on the image, one with the appearance of an old man with white beard. He first grinned at everyone. Then he said, "Disciple, when I saw this image, I should have been dead.
!”
When Zhang Jian saw this, a tear finally fell on the corner of his eyes.
"Don't lie to me. Although you call me an old guy, you will definitely cry like a father when I die. Do you cry? Don't lie to me, your little intestines can't lie to me."
"Master..." Zhang Jian said softly.
Zhou Jun noticed the first sentence of the Death God. In other words, he knew that he would die? Wasn't he in seclusion in the remnant place? It was already strange to die here, but he actually knew his fate.
, Could it be that he said that going to the remnant place was a fool for Zhang Jian?
The God of Death on the image curled his smile and said lightly: "Who can never die except for the transcendent in the world? Although he is known as the God of Death, he still cannot escape the fate of death. You don't have to be sad, life, death, illness and old age
It is the only way for mortals and ours. When Master Tianyu handed me over the Five Desolate Altar, I knew I would be today."
Zhou Jun was stunned. The Five Desolate Altar was indeed on the God of Death, so it should have fallen into the hands of the murderer now! At the same time, the suspicion of Emperor Xuan Shen has also increased greatly.
"When I took you in, I knew your identity and I heard about your mission." The Death God continued, "As for the Five Desolate Altar, it was placed in the remnant place by me and was not killed.
My people get it.”
"I can't control myself before my death. If I say you don't avenge me, I believe you won't agree." The God of Death sighed and continued, "The person who killed me is very strong. You really want to avenge me.
If so, grow up quickly.”
"Since I was entrusted by Master Tianyu to protect the Five Desolate Altar, I have been worried every day for the past 200,000 years, but now I am free. I could have entered the land of remnant times, but I have been hiding for 200,000 years.
, it is better to accept it calmly." The God of Death said with a relieved smile, "As for the key to entering the land of remnant time, it has also been destroyed by me. If you really want to get the Five Desolate Altar, go and find the right time.
Then go in with the right person. I can tell you one thing, your good friend Zhou Jun, he is the right person, I don’t rely on you to find the two left."
Zhou Jun was stunned. He was the right person! Why?
"You have to walk the road to the future by yourself, disciple!" The Lord of Death finally disappeared with a smile of relief. At this point, the image was over.
After a long time, Zhou Jun walked over and patted Zhang Jian on the shoulder, and whispered: "Senior, no regrets, he knew there would be this day."
Zhang Jian silently put away the image, then nodded, and then said, "I want to avenge my master."
"No one will stop you." Zhou Jun sighed.
Zhang Jian stared into Zhou Jun's eyes and said seriously: "I want to avenge my master, do you know who the murderer is."
"I know you suspect Emperor Xuan Shen, but it's not necessarily him." Zhou Jun said.
"Who else can be there except him?"
Zhou Jun had nothing to say, yes, who else has the motivation and strength to have the Xuanshen Emperor?
"In addition to him, there is Helian Xiaotian." At this moment, a voice came from the sky. Zhou Jun looked back and saw Xuanhun and Xiao Sheng flying over and landing in front of everyone.
"Xuanhun, why are you here?" Zhou Jun couldn't help but ask in confusion.
"It's just a coincidence." Xuan Hun said, then turned to look at Zhang Jian and said, "I know I think the murderer is the eldest brother, but I tell you that is not."
"Where is the evidence? Why should I believe it?" Zhang Jian pressed Xuanhun, and a true body of death suddenly appeared behind him. He said coldly, "I had a disagreement and immediately took action."
"Evidence?" Xuan Hun smiled, "Did God of Death disappear and his body is intact?"
Zhou Jun frowned: "What can this mean?"
Xiao Sheng on the side smiled: "This is a kind of magical power, a magical power targeting the soul, called Soul-taking, and it is the magical power of the Helian family."
"Why should I believe you?" Zhang Jian's voice was still scary.
"I'm just talking about a fact, you can't believe me." Xuan Hun showed a signature smile. His smile gave people a bad feeling, but every time he showed such a smile, his eyes were
They all seem very sincere.
Zhou Jun nodded and said, "I think if the Emperor did it, there is no need to deny it. However, what I am curious about is, what are you doing here, and at this time, will this be a coincidence?
”
In fact, Zhou Jun had already believed Xuan Hun's words, but he still had some doubts about the sudden arrival of the two.
"The purpose of our coming is the same as yours, for the Five Desolate Altar." Xuan Hun said, "The Death God died after Emperor Wa transcends. At that time, my Western Kingdom was fighting in the Northern Wilderness and East China. My brother is not
Maybe he came to Nanling alone. Now that everything has settled, my elder brother sent me to take away the last Five Desolate Altar.”
Even though that is the case, Xuanhun still explained the reason indirectly. (To be continued.)