Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 155 Bai Li'er

As for the person who destroyed the spirit armor with one punch, the Sect Master of the Beast Master was also extremely regretful. He didn't know about it in advance.

Spiritual armor is so precious, there are not many in the entire Wilderness Continent.

Although it is not as precious as those artifacts, the artifacts are recognized as masters and cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

This spiritual weapon does not recognize the master, and it can be used when it is in hand.

Just like the Martial Realm Star Plate he snatched from Wu Yun, it was said to be an artifact, but after pondering for several days, there was no improvement.

But since it has been destroyed, it is meaningless to continue to be upset. The most important thing at the moment is to force Wu Yun to write the secret art of controlling the soul and beast.

Moreover, now he is a little more interested in Wu Yun, this kid is like a treasure.

Two divine weapons, a piece of spiritual armor, and the martial arts that can mobilize the power of thunder, such a treasure, if you kill it like this, wouldn't it be too much of a loss.

First imprisoned, and slowly squeezed.

At this moment, Wu Yun was standing in front of Fatty and the others, protecting them behind him. Suddenly, a huge aura struck again.

The very familiar aura was released from the main body of the Beast Control Sect, and the whole body seemed to be bound and unable to move.

I saw a black shadow flashing in front of me, and the whole person was directly locked by the throat of the beast-controlling sect master, and then only listened to the beast-controlling sect master's order: "This kid stays, and the rest, kill them all."

Wu Yun was shocked when he heard it, his throat was locked by the other party, and it was difficult to speak, but he still managed to say: "Stop, if you dare to touch them, you will never get anything from me."

"Up to now, you still dare to talk to me about conditions."

Although he couldn't see the expression of the Sect Master of Beast Tamer at this moment, he could tell from his tone that he was very annoyed by Wu Yun's deception last time.

Blood poured out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

"Fat man."

Wu Yun roared with difficulty, trying to break free, but how could he break free from the grasp of the Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator.

"Bastard, hurt my two friends, I, Wu Yun, wrote down this account."

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and was extremely anxious. He wanted to check Fatty's injury, but he had no choice but to feel resentment in his heart.

Hate yourself for being too useless, for being too low in cultivation, and for letting your friends be bullied.

Hate the Beastmaster Sect, the means are cruel.

Although they were all brothers, Wu Yun was even more angry when Fatty was injured than Li Dao was injured.

"Hate?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in the shrill voice of the beast-controlling sect master, "Hate is right, give you one day to re-enact the magic of the soul and the magic that evokes the power of heaven and earth, yes, and also There is that Qiankun Fulong Cauldron."

As he said that, I saw him forcefully exerting his strength, and abruptly took the Qiankun Fulong Cauldron from Wu Yun's storage ring.

Speaking of which, the Sect Master of Beast Control was still afraid that Wu Yun would really rather die than give in, so he left Fatty and the others to blackmail him.

Soon, Wu Yun was abandoned in the underground stone prison, and Fatty and the others were imprisoned somewhere.

The sharp voice of the Sect Master of Beast Control echoed in his ears, "In one day, you must do as I say, if you dare to play any tricks, your three friends will be thrown into the dead by me, and they will die without all their corpses. "

Wu Yun got up and slammed the stone wall of the stone prison angrily. He wanted to forcefully break through the stone gate, but with his cultivation, he couldn't do it at all.

"Fatty, Li Dao, Feixue, you wait, I will definitely save you."

Li Dao and Du Feixue were okay, but Wu Yun was worried about Fatty. He suffered a heavy blow from someone with cultivation like the Sect Master of Beast Control. Although it was just a casual blow, if not treated in time, his life might be in danger.

Looking at the two jade slips in front of him, Wu Yun kicked it away, "You bastard, take away my two divine weapons, and also want my lightning trick and mystic soul art, and dream."

Not knowing where Fatty and the others were being held, Wu Yun was distraught.

He remembered that there was a spiritual jade that Li Yanran gave him in the storage ring, and Li Yanran could sense his position by crushing this spiritual jade.

But Li Yanran is only at the second level of the Earth Martial Realm. She is very good at alchemy. If she wants to save herself, her strength alone is not enough.

The beast-controlling sect master only gave Wu Yun one day. Within that day, Wu Yun had to think of a way, otherwise, all four of them would have to die.

"asshole!"

Wu Yun slammed a punch on the stone wall of the stone prison, feeling restless.

Trapped in this dungeon, even if he has the means to reach the sky, he can't think of any way.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but he had no choice but to bombard the stone wall with a punch.

At this moment, a voice suddenly broke into Wu Yun's ears.

This is a woman's voice, erratic, suddenly far and near, as if it is far away in the sky, but it seems to be close to the ear.

"You seem angry."

This woman's voice was very nice, it was numb and full of charm.

"Who?"

Wu Yun asked subconsciously.

"You can actually hear me?"

The woman seemed a little surprised.

"ill."

Wu Yun answered impatiently.

"It's been eight hundred years, and I've been under this stone prison for eight hundred years. I didn't expect to meet someone who could have a spiritual conversation with me."

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, talking mentally? Isn't it said that the so-called soul is spiritual power?

Could it be that she is a monster?

Now she is talking to me with her spiritual power, that is, her soul? But what does she mean by being suppressed in this underground for eight hundred years?

With all kinds of doubts, Wu Yun found out through inquiries that this was a thousand-year-old demon fox, calling himself Bai Li'er. Eight hundred years ago, he was subdued by the ancestor of the beast-controlling sect with the soul-controlling beast-controlling technique. , but she was released from the bondage of the soul of the ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect, and severely injured most of the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect.

As the saying goes, a fox has nine lives, and the ancestor of the beast-controlling sect could not kill her even though he was very wise.

In the end, it can only be suppressed under this stone prison with the formation method.

In the past eight hundred years, Bai Li'er has communicated with every person detained here, but Wu Yun has not heard of it until today.

During this time, she also learned that Bai Li'er was actually a fox demon with the cultivation of the Heavenly Venerate Realm, and the degree of terror can be imagined.

"Let me out, I can help you."

Wu Yun frowned, this is indeed a powerful assistant, but it is not easy to control, if one is not good, even himself will join in.

"I can let you out, but if I let you go, what if you eat me, I can't shoot myself in the foot."

"How could it be, son, you saved the slave family, and the slave family will do their best to serve you. Don't worry, the little girl is not the kind of ungrateful person."

Wu Yun got goosebumps when he heard it. An old monster who had lived for thousands of years actually called himself a little girl and couldn't stand it.

"You really won't hurt me? How can I trust you?"

This is what Wu Yun cares about most. He desperately needs Bai Li'er's help now, but he can't believe it.

As the saying goes, foxes are unpredictable and most unbelievable.

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