Chapter 1036 Loyalty

Take advantage of his weakness to kill him!

How could Song Wen miss this great opportunity?

He pinched the thunder seal with both hands, and the Taixiao Divine Thunder fell again.

"Boom!"

The purple-gold thunder hit Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan fell down immediately and landed on the previous platform, creating a huge deep pit.

He collapsed at the bottom of the pit, and most of his clothes were torn, revealing the black armor inside.

The reason why Wu Yuan was able to survive the attack of the Taixiao Divine Thunder was that when the Taixiao Divine Thunder was about to hit him, although he was a little dazed, he also knew that the situation was critical. He tried his best and finally mobilized the mana in his body, barely activating the close-fitting armor, extending pieces of black scales, covering his whole body.

At this time, his whole body was covered with a layer of black metal scales, and there were still traces of purple-gold lightning on it, which kept wandering and flashing.

Without waiting for Wu Yuan to catch his breath, another nine spiritual stimuli shot out and hit Wu Yuan's head.

Wu Yuan's body suddenly began to twitch violently.

But he seemed to know that the black armor covering his body was related to his life. Therefore, he still insisted on activating the armor with all his strength.

"Who are you? Why do you want to attack me? I am the steward of Yanyue Hall. If you kill me, Yanyue Hall will definitely not let you go." Wu Yuan shouted loudly, trying to scare away the enemy in the name of Yanyue Hall.

However, his voice was trembling, as if just saying this paragraph was a great consumption of his spiritual consciousness.

Song Wen was wearing a cloak, his whole body was shrouded in black, and he said nothing, only a strong murderous intent burst out.

He swooped down with the Sun Chaser in his hand and stabbed Wu Yuan's chest.

The Sun-Chasing Spear stabbed the black armor, just like stabbing a smooth piece of iron, sliding to one side, making a sharp and piercing friction sound.

The Sun-Chasing Spear did not break the armor, but only left a long scratch on it.

However, the rocks under Wu Yuan shattered one after another, breaking out a deeper pit.

"You can never break my armor. It's better to stop here, and I will never pursue this matter." Although Wu Yuan was terrified, he tried to maintain a touch of majesty in his voice in order to repel Song Wen.

"Wu Yuan, you must die today!"

As he spoke, Song Wen's eyebrows gradually began to flicker, and nine transparent blades slowly began to condense.

Wu Yuan suddenly couldn't even maintain his calmness on the surface, and his voice became terrified.

"You can't kill me! Ah..."

As the nine transparent blades pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness, Wu Yuan screamed again, and his body shook violently like a sieve.

Wu Yuan's mind became blurred after suffering a series of heavy blows, and he could no longer maintain the activation of the armor.

The black water scales on his body began to shrink, revealing his face twisted by pain.

Song Wen approached, stretched out a withered claw, and crushed Wu Yuan's head with one claw.

Wu Yuan suddenly felt a suction force coming, forcibly dragging his soul.

In a flash, he suddenly found that he had come to someone else's sea of ​​consciousness.

There was a huge black hole above the sea of ​​consciousness.

In front of this black hole, he was like an ant under the night sky, and he could not raise the slightest thought of resistance.

The previous suction force came from this black hole, but the suction force had disappeared at this time; the black hole was like a galaxy, pressing heavily on him, making his soul unable to move at all.

Song Wen used the corpse magic to seal Wu Yuan's body and slow down the loss of mana in his body.

The previous battle was too noisy, which must have attracted the attention of some powerful ghosts in the depths of the canyon, or even the attention of the monks who were looking for treasure in the canyon. This place cannot be stayed for long, and it is not a good place to devour Wu Yuan's cultivation.

He collected his remaining body, soared into the sky, and fled towards the sky above the canyon.

While flying in the air, Song Wen sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wu Yuan's soul suddenly found that a figure slowly condensed in front of him.

This person was the image of 'Ye Hua'.

"Ye Hua, it's you! You are a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage! I am a member of Yanyue Hall, and I may even become a core disciple of Shenxue Sect. You dare to murder me, aren't you afraid that Yanyue Hall will investigate?" Wu Yuan seemed quite angry.

Song Wen said, "Wu Yuan, don't think too highly of yourself. You and Shi Man are no different. You are just the elixir of the high-level of Shenxuemen, but the effects are different. Like Shi Man, people who practice "Longevity Gong" use elixir to prolong life; and like you, people who practice "Corpse King Blood Refining Gong" use elixir to improve cultivation."

"This... This is absolutely impossible!" Wu Yuan's face was full of astonishment and disbelief.

Even though he only has his soul now, and his soul is still trapped, he is worried about his soul flying away at any time. But he still refuses to believe what Song Wen said.

He is extremely talented and has been accepted by Yanyuetang since he was a child.

For him, Yanyuetang is not just a place for cultivation, but also a place like "home".

He has always been proud of being a member of Yanyuetang and pursuing to become a core disciple of Shenxuemen.

Now, someone told him that Shenxuemen only treats him as an elixir. How could he believe it, how could he be willing to believe it.

"You must be lying to me! Hall Master Feng once told me personally that people like him and I who practice the 'Corpse King Blood Refining Technique' are true disciples of the Divine Blood Sect. How could we become elixirs for others' cultivation? Besides, I have been practicing for more than a thousand years. I have never heard of any method that can devour the cultivation of others." Wu Yuan argued.

Song Wen shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face, as if mocking Wu Yuan's ignorance.

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. What the head of Yanyue Hall told you is not necessarily true. Even he himself may be kept in the dark."

"Ye Hua, what you said can never be true. Don't try to deceive me!" Wu Yuan roared angrily.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Song Wen said lightly, "Wu Yuan, hand over the list of all members of Yanyue Hall, and tell me the exercises they practice, as well as the magic weapons and secrets, and I will give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will let you experience the taste of your soul being cut bit by bit before your soul flies away."

Wu Yuan said angrily, "You deliberately discredited Yanyue Hall, and you really have an intention. Don't try to get any information about Yanyue Hall from me, I will not betray Yanyue Hall."