Emperor Jiuyin

On Wumeng Peak, the moonlight is like water, pouring all over the ground, and the moon and people blend together.

"Yu'er, are you back?"

The Wumeng Saint is like the moonlight in the drizzle, hazy and invisible.

Few people can see her face clearly, only her most beloved disciple, Gu Xiyu.

Gu Xiyu looked haggard and nodded: "Disciple is back."

"You went to see Li Hanxue, right?"

Gu Xiyu's face turned pale: "Master, how do you know? You use your magical powers to deduce my whereabouts?"

"Silly child, there are only a few places you can go when you go out of Wumeng Peak. Even if I guess, I can guess it, why should I spend my cultivation to deduce your whereabouts." Wumeng Saint smiled.

Gu Xiyu bowed his head and said nothing.

"You asked me for the map of Tianwu Sect, just to give it to him, right?"

"Yes."

"This boy has a miserable life, it's really hard for you."

Gu Xiyu spread out his palm, revealing a colorful essence pill, and said: "This is what he gave me."

The Saint Wumeng frowned and saw: "It's actually the Barrier Breaking Pill."

"Master, can I take this Barrier Breaking Pill?" Gu Xiyu said.

The Saint Wumeng said: "This pill was bathed in blood, it is originally a demonic thing, but the medicinal effect is amazing. Yu'er, you can enter the holy realm by taking this pill."

Gu Xiyu showed a hint of joy: "Really?"

The Saint Wumeng nodded: "But Yu'er, I must tell you that although this pill can allow you to enter the holy realm, if you don't untie your knot, the Great Moon Dream Art will never make any progress, and your injuries will accompany you for the rest of your life, and the higher your cultivation, the more serious the injuries will be."

"But Master, if I become a saint, I can change my fate and reshape my body, why do I still have injuries?" Gu Xiyu asked puzzledly.

The Saint Wumeng shook her head and smiled: "Yu'er, you underestimate the power of the Great Moon Dream Art. The Moon Art is the supreme magical power of my Yuehuang Holy Land, and the Dream Art is the supreme magical power of the Dream Girl Clan. The combination of the two has the power to influence the long river of fate. You have already started practicing the Great Moon Dream Art, and it is impossible to stop. Unless you disperse your power and become an ordinary person, all the causes and effects brought by practicing this art will neither stop nor end. Yu'er, the only one who can help you in the end is yourself, even the master can't do anything." Gu Xiyu's mood immediately became gloomy when he heard it: "Master, I will definitely overcome the obstacles and live up to your expectations. I am not feeling well, so I will leave first." "Go." The Saint Wumeng looked at Gu Xiyu who was leaving with her phoenix eyes and sighed, "Silly child, it is actually very easy to untie your knot, but you don't seem to realize it. Forget it, everyone has their own opportunities, and you can't force it." ... In Fengju Mountain, Li Hanxue sat cross-legged in the practice room, with a red puppet in front of him. Li Hanxue's spiritual power penetrated into the puppet and entered the golden dodecahedron.

"Saint Lord Zelong, how are you?"

The golden holy soul of Saint Lord Zelong was suddenly startled: "Boy, are you still not giving up? I can't be your slave, just give up."

"Saint Lord Zelong, a man who knows the times is a hero. I will give you one last chance. If you are willing to sign a ten-year contract with me, I will definitely give you freedom after ten years. I, Li Hanxue, will keep my word and will never break it." Li Hanxue said.

Saint Lord Zelong laughed: "Boy, don't lie to me! I just want to ask, what is the content of the contract?"

"Put a soul mark on your holy soul and be loyal to me for ten years." Li Hanxue's Yi character formation has become more and more profound. His current spiritual power is actually close to that of Saint Lord, and there is a possibility of controlling Saint Lord Zelong's weak holy soul.

However, if the soul of Saint Lord struggles to death and chooses to self-destruct, it is difficult to predict what consequences will be brought about.

Li Hanxue didn't want to cause any more trouble at this time.

"Brand the soul?" Zelong Saint Lord sneered, "After all, you still want to enslave me! If I accept your proposal, with your cunningness, will you let me go after ten years?"

"Believe it or not. After ten years, maybe my cultivation will be far superior to yours, and I won't need you at all. Why should I hold on to you?"

Zelong Saint Lord seemed to have heard a big joke, and was very happy: "You kid, you are really arrogant. You dare to say that you can surpass me in ten years. Do you know, This deity is the high -level sacred monarch. If it wasn't trapped in this ghost for so many years, how would I fall in your hands like you. If you know it, don't force me anymore. " Suddenly, the choice of Long Shengjun was a little panicked, because whether it was Li Hanxue's underworld or soul marking, it was much stronger than before.

The underworld weapons and soul imprints wildly bombarded the holy soul of the Dragon-Selecting Lord, and the bright golden light exploded into pieces, making it dazzling.

However, the Holy Soul of Dragon-Selecting Lord was slowly dimming.

"Will you sign this ten-year contract?"

"impossible!"

"In that case..."

Li Hanxue's spiritual storm became more intense, and the underworld weapons and soul imprints bombarded the Dragon-Selecting Lord more quickly.

The Dragon-Selecting Lord originally thought that Li Hanxue would stop after one or two hours of bombardment due to exhaustion of mental power, but this time Li Hanxue had no intention of stopping at all.

Four hours have passed, and the soul mark is still evolving, colliding, and shattering. Li Hanxue's mental power is still as strong as ever, showing no signs of weakening.

After six hours of crazy bombardment, the holy soul of the Dragon-Selecting Lord was completely dimmed, and the Dragon-Selecting Lord finally truly panicked.

"If you continue like this, you will either be killed by this boy or be enslaved." The Dragon-Selecting Lord shouted, "Boy, stop it, stop it!"

Li Hanxue felt happy: "It seems that this old guy is finally willing to give in."

However, Li Hanxue knew that a person like Long Shengjun would not accept softness, but he would not appreciate it if he gave him a good look, so he had to use a tough attitude to conquer this person.

Li Hanxue directly ignored the words of the Dragon-Selecting Lord, and the soul mark bombarded him even more violently.

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