Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2308 Blood Demon Secret Tome! (1 more)
"Sure enough, you moved your hands and feet on me!"

Xiao Hen's complexion changed. When he obtained the volume of Immortal Realm Soul Technique in Taihua Immortal Palace, by chance, he found a very strange bronze mirror.

Standing in front of that bronze mirror, it was able to reflect the origin of his soul.

But he discovered that there was something extra in his soul source!
It was like an insect, attached to the source of his own soul, constantly eating away at his vitality.

Although this process was very slow, after a long period of time, he obviously had a strong martial arts cultivation base, but his face was pale and bloodless all the year round.

He always thought that it was because of the particularity of his cultivation of soul skills that his physique changed, but it wasn't until that moment that he realized that there was actually a foreign body in his body!
It was also at that time that he vaguely guessed in his heart that it was possible to do this to himself, and probably only the "God Master" Shen Wuliang, whom he respected very much, could do.

That's why he handed over the immortal soul skills that he had acquired through untold hardships to Ling Feng for safekeeping.

But out of respect for Boundless God, he couldn't help but want to come to verify his conjecture in person.

How he wished that he had guessed wrong, after all, in his heart, he respected Shen Wuliang very much and regarded him as his master.

However, he was still disappointed after all.

His conjecture was right, that celestial and virtuous man, Shen Wuliang, was actually a sinister person with ulterior motives!

"why!"

Xiao Hen stared at Shen Wuliang, he seemed indifferent, but he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he was more affectionate than ordinary people.

"Why? There is no free lunch in this world!"

Shen Wuliang's face remained unchanged, but he just said lightly: "Your soul talent is indeed good, but do you really think that you can break through the silver battle spirit at a young age without paying some price? I planted it in your body. I picked up a Netherfly, and stimulated your soul path potential. Speaking of which, you were able to make such a breakthrough, thanks to this Netherfly. It's just..."

Shen Wuliang paused, and said with a sinister smile: "Although the Netherfly can stimulate your soul talent, it will also plunder some of your life as a price. To be honest, I don't really want you to use this The method is to improve the cultivation of the soul path. Unfortunately, your talent is limited after all, so I can only use this method to help you!"

"help me?"

Xiao Hen smiled miserably, "You are helping yourself!"

"It can also be said that I need a capable helper, not a waste!"

Shen Wuliang shook his head, "It's a pity, it's a pity, originally, I could play the image of a perfect worldly expert in front of you, but now I can only disappoint you. But I'm curious, since you have already guessed My intention, why dare to come back? Could it be, do you think you can escape from my palm by breaking through to the second level of the Ninth Transformation Realm?"

"Without further ado!"

Xiao Hen's face was stern, and the silver battle spirit behind him suddenly floated up. For a moment, the silver light was shining, and Xiao Hen yelled, "Take your life!"

In the next moment, the battle spirit behind Xiao Hen suddenly swelled against the storm, and turned into a god and magic figure more than ten feet high. He raised his giant palm, wrapped in the power of destroying heaven and earth, and slapped Shen Wuliang hard with one palm.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the baby bird's wings are hard after all, so you want to resist me? It's a pity..."

In Shen Wuliang's eyes, a strange red light flashed, and the next moment, Xiao Hen's expression suddenly became dull.

The phantom of the god and demon behind him also disappeared in an instant.

"Hmph, the Netherfly has been planted into your soul source, your every move is under my control, and you still have delusions that you can resist me?"

Shen Wuliang sneered, "However, you are indeed a little clever, and actually handed those fairyland soul skills into the hands of Ling Feng!"

Xiao Hen was like a scarecrow, standing on the spot, motionless, his consciousness was completely imprisoned by the Netherfly worm in his body.

Now he is nothing more than a walking dead.

"It's just that you are still too naive. What I need is not those fairyland soul skills!"

Shen Wuliang focused his eyes on Xiao Hen, and said lightly: "Mingling, hand over that thing."

"Yes, Master."

"Xiao Hen" made a low and hoarse voice, and immediately flew out a blood-red bead from the dantian, and handed it to Shen Wuliang.

Shen Wuliang reached out to take the blood bead, with a look of fanaticism on his face, took a deep breath of the breath above the blood bead, and laughed strangely, "With the power of the blood of the people in this city, my "Blood Demon Secret Code", I can finally practice to the last level, the realm of blood and nothingness!"

But it turned out that Shen Wuliang spread the news before, spreading the news that the Taihua Immortal Palace was about to come, and spread it widely, the purpose was to gather more warriors and gather in Songfeng City.

And he had already calculated that when the Taihua Immortal Palace descended, what a terrible catastrophe it would cause.

It was that catastrophe that destroyed the entire Songfeng City in an instant. Within a radius of several thousand miles, except for those warriors whose strength reached the peak of the Emperor Realm, almost all living beings were killed or injured.

But his real purpose is to absorb the resentment and blood evil energy of these dead creatures to help him practice the "Blood Demon Secret Code".

Xiao Hen is his tool to recover these evil spirits!

"After I refine this evil blood bead, even the Great Sage of the Golden Flood Dragon may not be my opponent!"

How could such an ambitious person like Shen Wuliang be willing to be the minion of the Great Sage of the Golden Flood Dragon? Even if he was under one person and above ten thousand people, he would not be willing to be under that one person.

"Mingling, from now on, as Xiao Hen, go and muddy the water in the Three Great Sword Houses!"

"Yes, Master!"

Netherfly nodded. It had been dormant in Xiao Hen's body for decades, and it knew everything about Xiao Hen like the back of the palm of its hand. Naturally, it couldn't be easier to replace Xiao Hen.

Shen Wuliang smiled coldly, then turned around and walked into the bamboo building.

This place is indeed a treasured place for cultivation.

"Owner……"

"Xiao Hen" looked at Shen Boundless's back, and said weakly: "Then what should we do with Xiao Hen's soul? Should it continue to be imprisoned in the depths of the sea of ​​spirits, or can it be swallowed by the subordinates directly?"

"As you please."

Shen Boundless didn't turn his head back, and there was only indifference in his voice.

Xiao Hen regards him as his master and the person he respects the most, but unfortunately, as far as Shen Wuliang is concerned, he has only hypocrisy towards Xiao Hen.

What's more, she didn't even think about her past affection at all.

"Thank you master!"

A hint of excitement appeared on Mingling's face. After completely devouring the source of Xiao Hen's soul, he would be able to replace it and fully grasp this body.

I, Mingling, have finally made it through, and I can stand up and call the shots!
(End of this chapter)