From the Waste of Spiritual Roots to the Practice of Asking the Devil

Chapter 141: The Human Head Temple (Alliance Leader’s Additional Update)

It was too late to dodge now, and the speed of the spiritual attack secret method was extremely fast, far exceeding the reaction speed of the initial foundation building, and only a flash of gray light could be seen.

Wang Yu covered his forehead and groaned.

He felt dizzy and dizzy, as if he was covered by a layer of fog and couldn't see clearly.

The spiritual attack directly targeted the weakness of the person. Fortunately, Wang Yu's practice of Taiyin Youtong gave him a powerful spiritual sense. A blow to the soul-breaking finger could only make him dazed for a moment.

Outside the giant ice coffin, the silver-padded armored soldiers had arrived. Hundreds of people waved long swords and kept slashing at the ice surface. It seemed that they could only hold on for one or two minutes at most.

Fortunately, this was a group of physical cultivators who practiced special skills, and they couldn't use fire-attributed magic to quickly melt the ice wall.

Turning his head to look at the gray-robed old man on the other side, Wang Yu rushed over, offering the golden whip in one hand and swung it forward.

The rapidly extending whip wrapped around the ice that the gray-robed old man had turned into, and pulled him towards himself. It was really a two-way rush.

The old man in the ice obviously didn't expect Wang Yu to recover so quickly. In addition to being terrified, he kept rolling his eyeballs.

"Swish--"

In the air, the glass soul lamp that destroyed the nine phantoms finally reacted, and swooped down towards Wang Yu with gray flames all over its body.

Wang Yu didn't even look at it, and black smoke came out of his body. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a hideous black armor with twisted human faces and roaring bull heads on it.

Soul-devouring evil armor technique!

As a half-step high-level magic technique, the black evil armor was born to defend against spiritual attacks. It was not used before, but as a trump card, used in the opportunity to win.

For this reason, he deliberately ate the soul-breaking finger.

"Roaring~"

Wang Yu was surrounded by gray flames, but he was like nothing happened.

The Xuanyin Hand suddenly performed, and both fists smashed the frozen ice of the gray-robed old man, and the old man in it was naturally hit by the huge force.

He looked at his body in disbelief as it began to separate.

"Tear——"

The left arm was forcibly torn off, then the right arm, and then the leg.

His face turned red, and he pushed the power of the glass soul lamp to the extreme, but he watched the black-armored figure tear him into pieces and turned him into a human pig.

How cruel!

"Dao... Daoyou... spare my life..."

"You know to ask for mercy after losing the fight, how naive are you, huh?"

Outside the ice coffin wall, the silver-padded soldiers looked at the gray-robed old man who was tortured and killed, and swallowed their saliva together.

"Master Song..."

"Go, go quickly, and quickly go and invite the Sword Sect's disciples!"

Wang Yu turned back suddenly. He still wanted to leave at this time? It's too late!

With his right hand, he gently grasped the direction where the silver-pouched soldiers were fleeing, and another giant ice coffin was formed. In his hand, the ice coffin curse exerted a subtle derivative that even the creator of the law had never had.

More than a hundred soldiers were trapped. In fear, they could only use all their strength to try to break through this layer of ice coffin. However, their cultivation was too low. It was difficult to carve out a ray of hope in the regenerating ice wall with the brute force of the first-level body training alone.

Before reaching the third level, it was difficult for the body cultivator to gain an advantage over the orthodox cultivators with fighting wisdom, which is why this path gradually declined.

If it was really far superior to the Qi training system, it would not be abandoned by people over the years.

It can only be used as a supplement to the main path, not the only path.

"Extreme Cold Chaos Kill!"

The raised arm twisted again, and the huge ice coffin began to shrink, and sharp ice spikes quickly grew on the thick ice wall.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds and thousands of ice spikes appeared.

The ice coffin became a real coffin and coffin, filled with the echo of death, and the blood turned into a scarlet hell.

Wang Yu, who did all this, looked extremely calm.

After taking out a top-grade soul-returning pill and taking it, he began to clean up the battlefield, took away all the storage bags, cut off all the heads, and used spiritual power to condense ice spikes to string hundreds of heads together and place them in place.

This was his return gift to Changxi.

He was unwilling when he was abducted that year, but now he returned to ask the devil for the truth.

The demon fetus has been cast, and he is destined to take the path of devouring others to strengthen himself. The dual spiritual roots are just a beginning. Even if the bloodline is different, as long as the aptitude is better than him, he can also plant the devil's thoughts and swallow them to strengthen himself.

Hunting Tianjiao, I will become the sky!

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A few days later, the Moonlight Fairy, who passed the Black Mountain Pass from south to north, finally arrived at the battlefield a few days ago.

When she saw the gray-robed old man's head with his eyes open, she immediately guessed everything.

"Wang Yu! What a demon boy."

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Lan Boting on the side was a little unhappy. He followed Changxi out for merit, but now that such a big mistake has been made, he might have to pay back all the Taoist merits he earned in the Black Mountain Demon Land.

"Senior Sister Yueguang, I said that the boy should be killed, but you insisted on letting him live. Who will be responsible for these hundreds of lives?"

Changxi looked over coldly.

"Why should I discuss my plan with you? If you have time to shirk responsibility, you might as well think about how to deal with the traitor hidden in Black Mountain Pass."

Lan Boting wanted to get angry but didn't dare to. He tried to find colleagues with the same idea to support him, so he said sarcastically:

"It's already this time, and you are still thinking about taking action against Black Mountain Pass. What if the demons attack during the action? Do I think that Senior Sister Yueguang doesn't have a big picture?"

He glanced around, and the other three foundation-building masters immediately lowered their heads and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, you guys want to go crazy, go crazy, I will go deep into the Dead Leaf Swamp and capture this demon to atone for my crime.

"If you don't want to be blamed by the supervisor, then follow me. If you are not afraid, then stay here, hum!"

Lan Boting flicked his sleeves and left. His flying figure paused for a moment. Seeing that no one was following him, his face was terribly gloomy. He felt that he had lost face and finally chased into the depths of the swamp alone.

"Short-sighted!"

Soon, seeing that Lan Boting had completely gone far away, a young male cultivator at the third level of foundation building commented on him, and then approached Changxi again, speaking in a dog-licking tone.

"Senior Sister Yueguang, Lan Boting is very self-righteous and disrespectful to his elders. Let him act on his own. What should we do now?"

Changxi glanced at him from the side, and he unconsciously raised his head and chest, revealing a smile that he thought was so handsome that it was off the mark.

"Alas--"

A sigh came from nowhere.

Changxi was silent for a long time before she spoke: "Go back and continue to deal with the follow-up matters of the abducted women. The Dead Leaf Swamp is vast and boundless, and there is a secret water dragon vein underground.

"Once you enter this place, it is like a dragon entering the sea, and it is difficult to find it again. Today's disputes will be settled later."

"Yes."

After making a decision, Changxi personally collected the bodies for these heads. Dead Leaf City is not small in scale and belongs to the Biyun Sect. This time, a foundation-building person died because of her order, and there must be more disputes.

Every time I think of it, I feel a headache.

I can't help but murmur in my heart.

"I will remember you, Wang Yu."

Foundation-building tomorrow!

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