Great Demon

Chapter 1258
The moment Xia Wushang's spiritual thoughts swept across, he found that the vitality of Poluo Shaojun was rapidly dissipating, as if it had reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

He sternly asked: "Poluo, what's going on? You..."

The state of Poluo Shaojun is on the verge of falling, and I believe it will not be long before his soul will be scattered and his body will disappear!
If this incident is reported back to Qingtianyu, it will inevitably cause unimaginable turmoil and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Swah——

A wave of yellow heavenly energy hit Poluo Shaojun's body, making his complexion a bit better, but it still couldn't suppress the disappearance of vitality, and Xia Wushang's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Xia Dang has only one thought: Poluo Shaojun, you must not die here!
Even though he had recovered a little bit of vitality and his complexion had improved, Poluo Shaojun was still very weak.

He waved his hand and said softly: "Brother Xia, don't waste your original power. Now that your soul is on the verge of collapse, no amount of original power is useless."

When Xia Dang heard this, he rushed forward in an instant, and raised his hand to touch Poluo Shaojun's eyebrows, his expression became more and more gloomy.

Regarding this, Poluo Shaojun smiled frankly and shook his head slightly.

After a while, Xia Dang said almost word by word: "You actually stripped the three souls and seven souls! You..."

Poluo Shaojun said with a calm smile: "If it weren't for that, I'm afraid the one facing you would not be the next."

As he said that, Poluo Shaojun waved his hand slightly, and said: "This matter is a long story, in short, it is just four words of causal cycle, and the process is not mentioned. I don't have much time, please listen to me and finish the sentence. ..."

"Hey..." Xia Wushang let out a long sigh, got up and quietly listened to Poluo Shaojun's dying words.

After a long time, when Poluo Shaojun's aura became weaker and weaker, Xia Wushang couldn't help showing regret and feeling quite emotional.

Poluo Shaojun has turned into an old man who is dying at this moment, and said with difficulty: "Brother Xia, please return this jade slip to the elders of the sect below after returning to Qingtian Territory. All the teachers are people who understand the truth of the world, and will not be so Don't worry, Brother Xia."

Xia Wushang looked at Poluo Shaojun with complicated eyes, filled with thousands of emotions in his heart, but couldn't say a word, he could only watch helplessly until Poluo Shaojun's spirit dissipated, and he sat down completely.

Not long after, Poluo Shaojun's body also drifted away with the wind and turned into fly ash.

Bending down to put away the jade slip that Poluo Shaojun put on the ground, Xia Wushang waved his sleeve, the sky and the earth shook suddenly, and the wind and thunder roared.

The endless soil and gravel in the ruins gathered towards the center and turned into a huge tomb.

Raising his hand to cast a divine light, he carved a tombstone, stood in front of the grave, Xia Wushang let out a long sigh, and left through the air.

It turned out that Poluo Shaojun temporarily sealed the peerless ominous demon to delay its birth. He had a chance to escape, but he didn't want the ominous demon to take the opportunity to escape the seal when he used the forbidden technique to reopen the seal.

Although Poluo Shaojun was seriously injured, he refused to give up.He was very aware of the serious consequences of this thought escaping, so that after flying hundreds of miles, he returned again, intending to block and kill the vicious thought.

But this time, he failed.The fierce idea took the opportunity to invade his sea of ​​consciousness, gradually devouring his soul, intending to completely demonize him.

Poluo Shaojun forcibly supported him with righteousness and supernatural powers, and found a safe place. He wanted to use the power of the righteousness code to wipe out the evil thoughts, but in the end it fell short...

When he was occupied by the sea of ​​consciousness by the evil thoughts, he was always looking for opportunities to regain control of his body.

During this period of time, Lord Poluo under the control of the demonic thoughts went on a killing spree, and even severely injured the Prince of Flames.

Then Xia Wushang came after Xia Wushang, and his magic thoughts were afraid of Xia Wushang, and Poluo Shaojun's soul was struggling all the time, so he behaved quite strangely, he just fled all the way without fighting back.

This time, Poluo Shaojun jedi counterattacked, and finally succeeded in obliterating the evil spirit, but the price was that they all died together!

When he was dying, Poluo Shaojun's spirit finally managed to control his body, but the dissipation of vitality still brought him to the brink of death.

In this way, he told Xia Wushang the ins and outs, and explained the funeral, and finally died, and his soul was completely scattered.

The death of Poluo Shaojun made Xia Wushang feel quite heavy.

Looking at the entire Qingtian Territory, among the hundreds of millions of strong men of the same generation, there is only Poluo Shaojun who can be regarded as a close friend.

Rao Xia Wushang has practiced for thousands of years and knows the impermanence of life and death, but he will inevitably feel a lot of emotion and feel heavy.

Just when Xia Wushang returned, the confrontation on the ruins of the ancient demon city had been stalemate for more than half an hour.

The demon lord who held Xia Dang hostage, his forehead was covered with cold sweat at this moment, and his expression looked a little ferocious.

After several hours of confrontation, Moyin Shenzi, who was already seriously injured, has been tortured unbearably.

On the other hand, Xia Dang didn't suffer the slightest harm.

Jiang Shang glanced at the few people who were about to collapse, and sneered in his heart: "A group of idiots, dare to threaten me with this trick?"

Although the image of God Son Moyin is quite miserable, Jiang Shang never killed him, otherwise God Son Moyin would have been tortured to death long ago.

During the confrontation, several demon lords had clearly noticed that Jiang Shang didn't care about the life and death of the hostages in their hands at all, and he didn't care about threats to them at all.

Although they knew that Jiang Shang might be putting on airs, they didn't dare to gamble with the life of God Son Moyin. Regardless of whether it was true or not, they were completely at a disadvantage and were suppressed by Jiang Shang.

Suddenly, the majestic magic palace located in the center of the ruins made rumbling and trembling sounds.

A black and white airflow suddenly appeared, breaking through the void, crushing Jiang Shang's giant divine light palm with one blow, and taking away the Son of Demon Yin.

There was a sudden change, and the speed of the black and white air flow was so fast that Jiang Shang almost couldn't recover.

The few people who held Xia Dang hostage showed ecstasy at this moment, and laughed arrogantly looking at Jiang Shang.

At this moment, a youth-like figure slowly walked out of the demon hall, scolding with extreme disdain: "It's the best of trash! The master is a trash, and his subordinates are all trash. So many people were killed by the enemy single-handedly!" If you come in, what use are you for!"

Hearing these words, several demon lords turned pale immediately, but they dared not show any dissatisfaction. They saluted the young man very respectfully, and said in unison: "Welcome to the Dragon Lord!"

Yin Yang Longzun's eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Get lost!"

boom!
A wave of black and white rays of light converged, directly flying several demon lords and Xia Dang backwards in shock.

Jiang Shang's face slowly darkened, he stared at Yin Yang Longzun, and said solemnly: "You are courting death!"

But at this moment, the majestic magic palace shook violently, and the endless magic light was overwhelming and gathered, forming an unparalleled huge vortex.

Moyin Shenzi's hoarse and piercing voice came, and he roared with murderous intent: "The one who seeks death is you!"

The Moyin God Son in the palm suddenly screamed, vomited blood again, and became dejected.

(End of this chapter)