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Chapter 429: All Souls Blood Body, what the hell can I do?

Looking at the folding fan man with a cold face, the old man gradually came back to his senses.

Slowly sat up, took a deep breath, and calmed down the despair in his heart.

"The current situation..."

The old man recounted what had just happened in detail, and the man with the folding fan and the woman frowned as they listened.

"So unless we defeat the human race, we won't be able to get the artifact of order back?" the man with the folding fan said solemnly.

The old man was silent, but his meaning was self-evident.

If he could get it back, he would get it back even if he risked his life just now.

Seeing the old man's appearance, the man with the folding fan still didn't know what he meant.

"There are only two ways to go now." The man with the folding fan said coldly after pondering for a while.

These words made both the old man and the woman look at him.

Especially the old man, who is the culprit behind the loss of the Artifact of Order, especially now that he only has the strength of a mid-level true god. When he returns to the clan, he will inevitably die.

Although the woman and the man with the folding fan are also responsible, they are both peak true gods after all. Even if they will be punished, at least they will not die.

"The first way is to inform the clan about this and let the clan leader think of a solution." The man with the folding fan said.

"No, if I inform the clan, I will definitely die. Even if you don't die, you will be thrown into the Prison of All Souls. The most important thing is that our lineage will never get ahead in the future." The old man shook his head hurriedly.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Prison is the prison of their Ten Thousand Spirits Clan. Even the peak true gods will suffer great pain if they enter it.

The man with the folding fan also knows this. They will not die if they enter the All Souls Prison, but they will experience a process that is worse than death.

And the old man was right about one thing. From now on, members of their tribe will no longer be able to obtain the resources of the Wanling Clan, and will even be labeled as sinners.

After all, it was an artifact of order, the strongest foundation of the Wanling Clan.

The Wanling Tribe's ability to become the top divine race has a lot to do with this artifact of order.

What's more, over the years, the Wanling Clan has not been without enemies, and it has also offended other top gods.

Once they knew that the Wanling Race had lost the Artifact of Order, how could those races miss this opportunity.

At that time, the Wanling Clan may even be in danger of being exterminated.

"What's the second way?" the woman asked. She didn't want to just go back to her clan and accept the punishment. Speaking of which, she was just lying on her back and was inexplicably charged without doing anything.

"All Souls Blood Body!" The man with the folding fan said coldly.

Upon hearing these four words, both the old man and the woman were shocked.

The All-Spirit Blood Body is one of the secret techniques of their All-Spirit Clan.

With the flesh and blood power of countless creatures, the body of all spirits was forged and became a killing machine controlled by their all-spirit tribe.

This secret technique is very powerful, but they rarely use it.

Because the forged All Souls Blood Body cannot exist forever. After the All Souls Blood Body is successfully cast, it will collapse after a maximum of three days.

In addition, this secret technique requires the flesh and blood strength of a large number of creatures, and killing too much will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among other gods.

For so many years, this secret technique has only been used by the Wanling Clan when there was a life or death crisis.

"Once the All Souls Blood Body is refined, it is not a living being, but a weapon. The Great Wall's forbidden effect of gods should be useless against the All Souls Blood Body."

The man with the folding fan said: "In addition, now that I am waiting in the border area, there are a large number of creatures that can be used to refine the blood body of all spirits."

"But this is just your guess. If the Great Wall's effect is effective on all souls' blood bodies, wouldn't our work be in vain?" the woman said solemnly.

"What can we do?"

"I thought that the human race was in decline. With our strength, it would be easy to take down the human race."

"I never thought that we would suffer heavy losses, but the human race would still stand on the Great Wall."

"I think that even though the human race has some means, it can be easily destroyed by using the artifact of order."

"The results of it?"

"The Artifact of Order has been robbed!"

"A mere human race has forced us into such a situation."

The man with the folding fan almost yelled, "What the hell can I do?"

The woman suddenly fell silent.

She knew very well that the other party was famous for his emotional stability among the Wanling Clan.

But now the opponent is so out of control. It is obvious that the human race has snatched the artifact of order and directly allowed the opponent to break through the defense.

"If the blood body is useless, we can only send the news back to the clan." The man with the folding fan regained his composure and said.

"Who do you want to use to refine your blood body?" the woman said, knowing that she couldn't stop it, and it was impossible to stop it.

At least it's an opportunity.

The man with the folding fan looked around, his eyes mainly wandering on the true gods.

A blood body requires a core creature. The stronger the core creature, the stronger the refined blood body will naturally be.

He has no hope of being a demigod. Even if he refines the blood body of a lower true god, he will die if he enters Shanhaiguan.

Pay attention to the man with the folding fan. The faces of the true gods changed and they all lowered their heads.

Once you become the core creature of the blood body, it means that you are dead.

They don't want to die.

"Don't forget, there are five high-ranking true gods around Wan Yu."

At this time, the man with the folding fan spoke.

With the upper true god as the core, it is enough to refine the blood body of the peak true god level.

He still didn't believe it. After a blood body at the peak true god level entered Shanhaiguan, the human race could still resist.

Hearing this, the other true gods at the scene relaxed slightly, and the old man and the woman also nodded.

Those five high-ranking true gods are not from their Ten Thousand Spirit Clan, but from the subordinate races, and they will not feel bad if they die.

Then the man with the folding fan suddenly thought, and a figure appeared in front of him, it was Wan Yu.

Wan Yu looked at the man with the folding fan and immediately wanted to question him about his imprisonment just now.

"More than ten thousand, the artifact of order was snatched away by the human race."

"It was because I was trying to save you this time that the Artifact of Order was taken away."

"Although you are the son of the clan leader, once this incident comes out, even if you survive, you will never be able to become the young master."

The man with the folding fan smiled slightly as he spoke, "Come to think of it, we are on the same boat now."

Wan Yu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but finally fell silent.

Although he is arrogant, he is not a fool.

Naturally, I knew that the man with the folding fan was right.

He even thought that once he lost the artifact of order, not only would he be the young master, but his father would probably lose his position as the clan leader.

After all, the Wanling Clan is not that united, and I don’t know how many people are eyeing the position of the clan leader.

"What do you need me to do?" Wan Yu asked.

The man with the folding fan breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he imprisoned Wan Yu in an instant was because he was afraid that the other party would not think of this and send a message directly to the clan.

"We plan to refine the blood body of all spirits and snatch back the artifact of order."

"The core creatures of the blood body are the five high-level true gods who follow you. Choose one yourself." The man with the folding fan said.

Wan Yu was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect that these guys wanted to refine the Wanling Blood Body.

But this does seem to be the best way.

As for the five high-ranking true gods who followed him, he didn't care about their life or death. After all, they were not members of their Ten Thousand Spirits Clan.

Wan Yu pondered for a few seconds, and then named someone.

The man with the folding fan nodded, and the superior true god was released.

Before the high-ranking true god could react to what was happening, the man with the folding fan and others all took action, first imprisoning him, and then wiping out his soul.

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