Great Emperor Myriad

Buzz!

The golden lotus that swallowed the sky was brilliant, and the golden radiance lingered, binding those souls, and there was a trace of mysterious power, and began to extract the memory of the soul.

Ordinary people, even if they are strong in the royal princes, have condensed the martial spirit, and they dare not absorb the memory of others' souls at will. It is easy to make their primal spirit impure and affect the future martial arts road.

However, Ling Xiao does not have such concerns. Swallowing the golden lotus and refining everything can eliminate the original mark in the soul. Therefore, although Xiao Xiao is looking at the memories of Mo Wuji and others, it will not affect his purity.

The soul memory of those assassins is like a scene, slowly coming to Ling Xiao's mind, clearly visible from the moment they were born, practice martial arts, get married and have children... even before death.

"This place is so mysterious?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and he saw that the gold assassins of the Grand Master Realm, and even the assassins of the Heaven and Man Realm, although absorbed into the realm, only accepted the task, obtained commissions, and avenged them, and they would be avenged by the realm. Controlled by the secret method, but did not know the origin of the capital.

Although their soul memories are cumbersome, there is very little useful information about the capital.

Click!

The souls of the assassins were swept away by Ling Xiao after being taken away by Ling Xiao, and they were instantly broken into a wisp of pure energy, refined by the swallowed golden lotus, and merged into Ling Xiao’s Yuanshen Medium, slowly enhanced.

Ling Xiao's eyes finally fell on Mo Wuji's soul.

The soul body is a very illusory existence, invisible to the naked eye, and only condensed into the primordial spirit will become a tangible substance.

So Mo Wuji's soul, only Ling Xiao's Wu Dao Yuanshen could perceive it, it was a black illusory figure with a terrible look, it was Mo Wuji's appearance, watching Ling Xiao's eyes full of resentment .

But the power of the soul is too weak, and is bound by the swallowed golden lotus, making it difficult to break free.

Buzz!

A trace of the power of Jinshen like Jinxia fell, and began to draw Mo Wuji's soul memory, wanting to discover the real secret of the local government from it.

Ling Xiao had a hunch in his heart that the realm would dare to fight the Eight Wasted Dragon Vessels. It must be a small one, and the power behind it should be amazing.

But just as Ling Xiao extracted Mo Wuji's memory, a vast and powerful force suddenly awakened from Mo Wuji's soul.

Bang!

Mo Wuji's soul instantly exploded into shatters. In the endless void, it seemed that there was a terrifying figure in the air, his eyes were like electricity, and there was a monstrous ghost spirit all over his body, as if from the **** of Nine Nether Ghost king.

"Who? Dare to kill my disciple of Netherworld Sect?"

The icy voice sounded, and that figure turned out to be the power of Yuanshen. He came across the sky and shot towards Ling Xiao's eyebrows, with a cold killer, who wanted to kill Ling Xiao's Yuanshen.

"Every sign of Yuanshen, dare to sack me?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and the martial arts gods in the sea were sitting in the void, illuminating the world, and a vast force of unparalleled force came to suppress the figure.

Bang!

Although the figure is strong, it is a brand of the primordial spirit of a strong man. If the general soul will be crushed by it, he never thought that Ling Xiao condensed the martial spirit.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's consciousness of the sea trembles slightly, and that figure is instantly suppressed, and the golden lotus emerges, swallowing towards the figure.

"The cultivation practice of Grand Master Realm actually condenses the martial spirits? How is this possible? Who are you?"

There was a very shocking voice from that shadow, but Ling Xiao didn't give him a chance at all, and the powerful swallowing power of the swallowing golden lotus burst out, instantly swallowing that shadow.

"Is it actually the Nether Sect?"

There was a dignified color in Ling Xiao's eyes.

This is the second time he heard about the Nether Sect. The Nether Sect is one of the five martial holy places in the Eight Wastelands, and it is also the most mysterious martial holy place. Previously in the fierce beast mountain range, it once calculated that the Queen Xuan, the Queen of the Great Xuan, was still there. The ancient Xuan Kingdom launched a rebellion.

"Unexpectedly, the real identity of the Underworld is actually the Netherworld! The Underworld, Nether, is indeed the same origin, so it seems that they must have a major conspiracy to plan the Great Wild Dragon Vessel, and the Netherworld's rebellion launched in the ancient Xuan Kingdom, maybe For the Great Xuan Dragon Vessel..."

Ling Xiao pondered in her heart, inexplicably feeling a sense of crisis.

Mo Wuji should be an important person in the Netherworld Sect, otherwise there will be no strong man in the princely kingdom, leaving the imprint of Yuanshen in his soul.

Although they knew that the Earth Mansion was the Netherworld Sect, but what they were trying to do with the Dragon Veins was still a mystery. Ling Xiao felt vaguely that this was a very important thing and had to be clarified.

...

There is a huge mountain range shrouded in yellow mist all year long far away from the Great Wilderness.

Ghostly in the mountains, there are many black palaces, and even a army of ghost slaves and skeletons, coming out of the mountains and training in line.

Surrounded by black rocks, and there is a large yellow lake, in the center of the mountain, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, an old man in a black robe slowly floated out of the big yellow lake, exuding a monstrous breath.

The old man looked very weird, with a ghostly face all over him, a greasy mask on his face, sunken eyes, as if a ghost fire was beating, making people shudder after seeing it.

"Mo Wuji... dead..."

The old, hoarse voice sounded, with a strange wave permeating.

Swish swish!

Suddenly, there were dozens of figures in black robes coming out of the sky. The shape of the skull was embroidered on the black robes.

Dozens of black robes are powerful and can't see their faces, but their eyes are indifferent and without a touch of emotion. At the same time, they stand on the edge of the yellow lake and pay their respects to the old man wearing a mask~www.wuxiaspot.com~See Taishang ! "

The masked old man suddenly emits a terrifying black light in his body, and his eyes seem to be shot with black anger to burn the void.

"Mo Wuji is my heir! I want to see who is daring to spoil me. This time I want to let everyone in the Great Wilderness repay his life!"

The masked old man stood up, and his body was full of ghostly air, as if there were countless ghosts crying and howling, and a breath of terror swept through the world.

Above a mountain in the distance, the black palace was magnificent, and a very young man slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flowed with brilliant light.

"Is Mo Wuji that waste dead? Another threat is missing, and that place will be opened. When my divine accomplishment is accomplished, it will crush the eight wastelands and become the master of the nether world! Sun God, Moon God, Dragon Son, Saint Chiao Chi...I can't wait any longer..."

The icy and serene voice echoed in the palace, and the ghostly youth was full of ghostly spirits, as if several ghost kings slowly integrated into his body!