Eternal Soul Emperor

Chapter 556 Going back too~
With a thought in his mind, the big knife behind his back trembled clangingly, threatening to break its sheath.

With two fingers together, he swung the sword towards the sky, and the big knife was unsheathed, and his hands were cold.

While flying high, Xiao Zheng released the saber intent in his body, condensing layers of the saber, merging into a giant saber of hundreds of feet, cutting down mountains and rivers with the axe.

"cut!"

The moment the ground cracked, huge waves of sand and sand rose up on both sides of the blade, rising more than a hundred feet from the ground, and exploded away in a row.

While paled in astonishment, Xifeng fled in panic, but just after he escaped not far away, the mud wave from the explosion blasted into his body, swallowing and destroying the saber intent.

With a "boom", Xifeng's body exploded, and the remains of his limbs were scattered all over the place.

The shattered limbs turned into millions of panacea, rolling and scattered all over the ground.

Xiao Zheng opened his mouth and inhaled, a breath like high-pressure steam was swallowed into his mouth with the force of pouring down.

Just like that, millions of elixirs were swallowed by Xiao Zheng.

Seeing this scene, Phoenix of the Wind turned pale with fright, staring and saying: "You swallowed him up!"

On Xiao Zheng's indifferent face, there was a cold smile, and he said, "That's right! He is the incarnation of the alchemy body, and it was originally for people to eat."

The duty of the pill body incarnation is to be responsible for the logistics support, in short, to provide pills for the deity.

"His main body, as well as his 'mirror image' incarnation, will definitely avenge him!" Feng Zhihuang stared and threatened.

The mirror image is the result of imaging in the fragments of the magic mirror.

The fragment of the magic mirror is a supreme treasure of the evil camp in the sealed domain.

"Accompany you at any time!" Xiao Zheng said calmly without fear.

"Then what are you going to do to me now?" Feng Zhihuang looked down at Xiao Zheng and said angrily.

"To tell you the truth, I won't kill you because there is holy light in your body. In the holy light, there is a set of laws of heaven and earth. In this set of laws, there is a small world. In this small world—" Xiao Zheng As soon as he said this, he was interrupted by Phoenix of the Wind.

"In this small world, your enemy is born, isn't it?" Feng Zhihuang gave Xiao Zheng a white look, and interjected.

"What you said is true, but what I care about is not the issue of enemies, but the billions of innocents in this small world." Xiao Zheng corrected him with a straight voice.

"You can't protect yourself, and you still have a swollen face to pretend to be a hero!" Feng Zhihuang said sarcastically, disapprovingly.

"Right and wrong, I know better than you!" Xiao Zheng's tone changed, and he said coldly, "I warn you again, never speak to your new master in such a tone!"

"New master?" Feng Zhihuang said disapprovingly with a disdainful expression on his face.

In her opinion, she was not defeated by Xiao Zheng, but by the Long Stick Wuhun, and it was not a defeat because she had not been able to adapt for a while after being swallowed by the Xuandong Wuhun.

"I want to duel with you, a fair duel!" Feng Zhihuang looked down at Xiao Zheng, quite dissatisfied.

"Well, I accept your challenge, when?" Xiao Zheng shouted with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Right now!" Feng Zhihuang glared and shouted.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's make a move!" Xiao Zheng was furious, and while he was yelling, his whole body was hesitant, and he entered the state of "the unity of human and knife".

Leaning forward for a moment, the whole body turned into a big knife, and swiped it towards Feng Zhihuang's neck.

"Uh..." At this moment, Feng Zhihuang turned pale with horror, his whole body was like petrification, and the frightened expression froze in an instant, "I... I'm not ready yet!"

"I said before, disciples of the evil camp are not qualified to negotiate with me. I will let you learn the lesson of blood now!" Xiao Zheng transformed himself into a knife and touched Feng Zhihuang's neck.

Feng Zhihuang was so frightened that his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was speechless in a daze.

Taking a few small steps back, his body, which was more than ten feet tall, fell down on the city wall, with his back leaning against the tower.

"You really know how to choose a place!" Xiao Zheng's scolding pierced through the sharp rays covering his whole body.

Feng Zhihuang's complexion changed drastically, her pupils shrank suddenly, she straightened her waist and straightened her chest, stood up, and her body shrunk synchronously until it reached the size of a normal person.

The sharpness on Xiao Zheng's body converged at the same time, and in a normal posture, he held a big knife and put it on Feng Zhihuang's neck.

At this moment, Phoenix of the Wind, with her back pressed against the city gate, has been forced to advance and retreat with nowhere to go.

At this moment, the city gate opened wide, Feng Zhihuang fell to the ground with his head raised.

The person who opened the door was a little girl with an umbrella.

This little girl is exactly the one Xiao Zheng met in front of the recruitment hall earlier.

Nickname "Little Champion".

At this moment, with resentment in her eyes, she stared at Feng Zhihuang and Xiao Zheng, and said softly: "You all stop making trouble, I'm leaving, give me a ride."

Behind the little champion is the gray and misty city of Amnesty.

In the urban area, the fog is filled, misty, like a dream.

In the thick fog, a carriage loomed.

The carriage drove over slowly and stopped beside the little champion.

"Xifeng asked you to help maintain the black book, how is the progress?" Xiao Zheng was stunned, wondering.

"His original intention was to repair the city wall. Now that the city wall has been repaired, I should go." The little champion said.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"Going back to your own world, you don't quite understand that." The little Zhuangyuan finished his sentence and boarded the carriage.

The carriage drove slowly to the outside of the city gate.

The moment he left the city, a huge shadow appeared on the ground, thousands of feet long, hundreds of feet wide, and rectangular.

Like a scroll, laid out on the ground.

As the carriage continued to move, this huge shadow finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

The ground gradually bulges, and finally a rectangular outline emerges from the bulge, which is really a huge scroll.

This pair of scrolls, the whole body is khaki, consistent with the color of the earth, like a piece of clay sculpture art.

Simultaneously with this pair of scrolls, there is also a clay sculpture.

It is a clay sculpture of a woman, more than a thousand feet high, like a jade girl peak, sitting upright, holding a scroll and reading seriously.

What surprised Xiao Zheng was that between the eyebrows of this clay sculpture of a woman, there was actually a line of beauty that fluctuated slightly up and down.

The Book of Beauty is like a heavenly gate, leading to another space. The inside of the gate is filled with fiery red, and the holy light pours out and shines on the scroll.

Finally, the huge clay sculpture scroll was slowly rolled into a circle and held in the hands of the female clay sculpture.

The clay-carved woman lifted her head slightly, revealing a delicate and pretty face, and her eyes filled with divine light seemed to contain thousands of words.

Dignified and elegant, sitting with a scroll, exuding a feminine intellectual beauty, and a sacred and inviolable fairy temperament,
At this moment, she seemed to be watching Xiao Zheng intentionally.

"She... who is she?" Feng Zhihuang looked at Xiao Zheng following the eyes of the clay sculpture woman, and asked in surprise.

Xiao Zheng had already guessed the identity of this clay sculpture woman, and after hearing Feng Zhihuang's words, he said humorously: "The clay sculpture version champion!
"The champion in the clay carving text?" Feng Zhihuang blinked a few times, becoming more confused.

At this moment, between the eyebrows of the clay sculpture woman, the holy light in the book of beauties converged, and the scroll in her hand, including the clay sculpture woman herself, collapsed into mud and melted into the earth without a trace.

In the end, there is only a trace of Beauty left in the void.

All of a sudden, this ethereal memorabilia disappeared without a trace.

"The memoir of beauty on the forehead of Wen Zhuangyuan should be a martial soul, and it is an earth-level 'yin soul', so it can breathe out holy light!" Xiao Zheng murmured.

"The scrolls and clay sculptures of women we saw just now are actually contained in this holy light."

Feng Zhihuang was surprised when he heard this, and said: "So, the little girl holding the umbrella just now is a character in this small world of holy light?"

Xiao Zheng nodded when he heard the words, and said thoughtfully: "I thought it was a transformed body of Wen Zhuangyuan himself, but I didn't expect that she came from the small world within the Holy Light."

(End of this chapter)