Supreme Martial God Technique

Wu Yun was also startled when he heard this voice.

He was stunned for no less than ten seconds before he suddenly came to his senses and cursed through his voice: "Oh my god, old bastard, you're not dead yet. There hasn't been any movement for so many days. I thought you were dead!"

"It's a long story, so let's not mention it for now. You agree with her first, and I'll take care of the rest!"

The Divine Bell of Creation said with some embarrassment.

"Did you hear everything I just said?"

Wu Yun did not continue to struggle. The Divine Bell of Creation could suddenly reply to him. To a certain extent, this was a reassurance for him.

"heard it!"

The Divine Bell of Creation answered.

"Half of her holy soul was taken away by her ancestor, and her ancestor is no longer in this world, and is not an existence that we can defeat at all. Are you really sure that we can handle it?"

Wu Yun is still not sure.

"Then don't agree, I don't care about this!"

The Divine Bell of Creation was straightforward, and the backhand started to generate strange energy, which made Wu Yun speechless for a while. He cursed secretly and could only lower his voice.

"What? No more confidence?"

At this moment, probably seeing Wu Yun's delay in responding, Meng Yu's indifferent voice came.

"This is not surprising, so let's go back to the original question, you..."

"I promise you that I will help you find the Holy Soul. As long as I succeed, you will also agree to my request!"

Wu Yun spoke in time, interrupting Meng Yu.

"Promise me? Haha, why do you promise me? Just because of your passion? You can't even beat me, how can you fight against the ancestor!"

Mengyu said lightly.

Wu Yun's eyes sank slightly, and he suddenly smiled and teased: "Who said I can't beat you? In the three-day battle in this hot spring pool, you are no match for me, are you?"

"you……"

Meng Yu scolded, but for a moment she didn't know how to speak.

A faint blush appeared on her face.

It shouldn't be like this, but after both parties revealed their identities, Meng Yu's mood began to fluctuate inexplicably.

After all, this devouring method was not created by her, but was left behind by their ancestors of Wanhua Pavilion.

Before this, Mengyu had never done anything personally.

Wu Yun was the first man she had personally attacked, and she felt a little shy when he was suddenly teased by Wu Yun.

However, this is not enough to make her angry. If Wu Yun can really solve her problem, not to mention such a few words of ridicule, it is no big deal to follow Wu Yun later.

After all, this guy is really good at these things.

"Okay, since you are so sure, then I will believe you."

After pondering for a moment, Meng Yu said: "Tell me, how long do you want? I will plant a time blood curse on you. Once the time limit is up, no one can break it without my own hands."

"time!"

Wu Yun lowered his head slowly, pretending to think, but in fact he was waiting for the answer from the Divine Bell of Creation.

After all, where does he have the confidence? Where did the solution come from?

It all depends on what the Divine Bell of Creation said, so naturally the Divine Bell of Creation must also determine this time limit.

"Tell her that one day is enough. No time blood curse is needed. You can stay in this room without leaving!"

After a moment of waiting, the Divine Bell of Creation gave Wu Yun an answer.

And this answer made Wu Yun tremble with fear.

one day?

Just here, not going out?

What the hell are you looking for?

Unless their ancestor comes back on his own, but there is no such possibility!

"Old bastard, you didn't mess with me on purpose, did you? Are you sure I want to tell her this? No matter how sure you are, you can delay it for three to five months, or even ten and a half months, but you say one day, this……"

Wu Yun was full of doubts and quickly sent a message to the Divine Bell of Creation to ask him to think carefully.

But it obviously didn't work.

The Divine Bell of Creation said firmly: "If you believe me, just tell her for a day. If you don't believe me, you can handle it yourself. I don't care!"

"I T.M..."

Wu Yun was speechless.

But he had no choice but to answer Meng Yu's original words.

Needless to say, when Meng Yu heard what Wu Yun said, her expression was even more intense than when Wu Yun heard these words.

After all, she knows who their ancestor is best.

Since leaving three hundred years ago, he has never come back.

How could he suddenly come back tomorrow? Moreover, how could Wu Yun know that his ancestor would come back tomorrow?

"Wu Yun, I actually trusted you at the beginning. The Spirit Master must have taken a fancy to some of your abilities when she allowed you to come."

After a moment, Meng Yu said disappointedly: "It's a pity that you have disappointed me so much. Apart from bragging, I don't see any ability to make me trust you."

"But, whatever!"

As he said that, Meng Yu seemed to have given up, "If you want one day, I will give you one day, but listen carefully, this is what you said yourself. After one day, if you don't take my holy soul from the ancestor's hands, Get it back, and don’t say that I won’t save face for the Spirit Master, no matter what I do with you.”

After saying that, Mengyu turned around and hurriedly left the room.

"Old bastard, now that I've told you the truth, please tell me quickly. In one day, are you really sure, or are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

After Mengyu left, Wu Yun quickly asked about the Divine Bell of Creation.

At least he had to have some confidence in his mind.