Cultivating Master In City

Yan yunliehong thought Zhou Yi would ask and even torture himself. He was convinced that Zhou Yi had a purpose to keep himself. As long as he stopped talking, Zhou Yi would have no way. Therefore, he looked at Zhou Yi coldly, closed his eyes and stopped talking to Zhou Yi.

The soul body, of course, can feel its surroundings. The form of closing its eyes is just a gesture and does not cooperate. With Yan yunliehong's cunning, of course, we should take what Zhou Yi wants as the bottom card and bargain with Zhou Yi.

However, unexpectedly, after Zhou Yi came down, he didn't ask him about torture. Instead, his hands condensed a spell, and then the spell flew out, forming a deep pit in the soul eating bead space. Soon, most of the soul eating aura in the soul eating bead space were attracted by the pit formed by Zhou Yi, It poured into the deep pit. Soon, the soul devouring aura in the deep pit became more and more rich, like a pool of water.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Yi threw Yan yunliehong into the deep pool. The water of the deep pool can be all condensed by soul eating aura, and the concentration and purity must far exceed the concentration in the soul eating bead space. Therefore, when Yan yunliehong's yuan God entered the deep pool, he felt that his soul seemed to be boiling, and unbearable pain came from all over his body.

"Vertical son, you dare!" Yan yunliehong opened his eyes and roared angrily.

"Why don't I dare? You tyrant. Come and see who these people are? Do you know?"

When Zhou Yi waved his hand, a group of human figures appeared faintly. The reason why they appeared faintly was that the souls of these people were too unstable. Therefore, some people had only heads and no bodies, and only 35 had hands and feet. That was the image of more than 40 hooded evil spirits.

Yan yunliehong took a look, Pooh, and said, "what if it's an evil ghost? Do you think you can force me to obey? If you have the ability, you kill me?! ha ha, I knew you didn't dare. You want to get something from me, didn't you?"

Yan yunliehong endured the sharp pain like ten thousand needles and thorns, and the inhuman pain of being boiled with boiling water. However, his yuan God was so powerful and hurt some, but he would get better soon, and then endure the inhuman pain again.

"Evil spirits? Hehe, they can also be regarded as evil spirits. They are all the coolies slaves who built your mausoleum. Now, there are only so many residual souls left. Thanks to your efforts, you can save some of the souls of slaves. Of course, you can't know these people. They are the lowest, aren't they? What about them?"

Zhou Yi waved again, and out of thin air there appeared more than a dozen graceful beautiful women, who were the souls of the maid in the maid banquet picture. Compared with the souls of those slaves, although the more than ten beautiful women are translucent, they are very complete.

Yan yunliehong's face changed. Of course, he knew many beautiful maidens. He was his favorite maid. The slightly older one was still one of his own wives. He buried these maidens before he died.

"King?" the lady suddenly saw Yan yunliehong. She was startled and was about to kneel down, especially the other maidens. On the contrary, those coolies stared around because they didn't know Yan yunliehong. They were very worried about where they were.

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the lady couldn't kneel down anymore, as did the other maidens. Zhou Yi said lightly, "Yan yunliehong used to be your king, but now he is just a prisoner, a tyrant who has committed many atrocities. How did you die? Do you want to be loyal to him after you die?"

The lady looked at Zhou Yi in horror, and then looked at Yan yunliehong, who kept rolling in the soul eating deep pool, with a painful expression on her face. She was at a loss for a moment.

On the contrary, the coolie leader's eyes lit up and his face showed an angry expression. He walked up to Zhou Yi and knelt down on his knees: "Shangxian, thank you for saving us from difficulties. We thought we would accompany the tyrant in this tomb all our life. Unexpectedly, we can still be humiliated with blood today. Can we?"

Coolie's leader pointed to Yan yunliehong. Zhou Yi nodded slightly, smiled and said, "of course, you can do whatever you want."

"Really? Thank you for being immortal!" the coolie leader saw Zhou Yi when he opened the mountain map through all the forces. He knew that Zhou Yi was a practitioner. All practitioners were immortals for their humble slaves. There was no difference. Now, the immortal has given himself a chance to avenge the tyrant who killed himself and his brothers. What can be more exciting than this?

The coolie leader kowtowed heavily to the ground and kowtowed 18 heads in a row. Although it is said that the soul body will not bleed, this sincerity has been fully expressed. The other coolies also knelt behind the leader and kowtowed to Zhou Yi. It's strange that those guys with only heads are also kowtowing. It feels like basketball is bouncing.

Zhou Yi did not stop them. They were expressing their gratitude and happiness.

"You can do whatever you want. Now Yan yunliehong has been trapped by me. He doesn't have any resistance and can be disposed of by you. However, you can't kill and devour each other, okay? If I find out, I'll erase it directly!"

Zhou Yi said coldly and glanced at Yan yunliehong. His figure gradually disappeared. Soon, his mind retreated from the soul eating bead.

Yan yunliehong was desperate. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi didn't ask him anything and brought in the souls of a bunch of humble slaves and maidens in his mausoleum. What would he do?

Looking at the ferocious eyes of those coolies, he was even more desperate. He shouted: "Sir, stay, I am willing to dedicate all the immortal resources to you, and I am willing to give you what you want..."

However, Zhou Yi's figure was only a slight meal, and then disappeared.

"Your Majesty? Hey, is your Majesty's meat tender or smelly? I want to taste it?"

"Ha ha, I've long known that their nobles like to play some Longyang hobbies. Does our king like it or not?"

"Bah, you have a head. You don't even have that thing. How can you get him?"

"Hey, hey, just lend me an arm..."

Those slave labourers were forced to come over. Yan yunliehong desperately wanted to show his magic power to kill all these humble reptiles. However, he was trapped in the soul devouring deep pool and couldn't move. He could only watch the souls of those slave labourers pour into the deep pool. When he saw them, his faces immediately bit over.

"Mrs. Ning, help me!"

But what made Yan yunliehong more desperate was that his wife and those maids looked at themselves with cold eyes. They seemed to be ready to move.

"It's delicious. It's really delicious. Sure enough, the noble meat is fragrant and sweet."

Of course, the souls of those coolie slaves did not eat real meat, but Yan Yunlie Hong's pure yuan God. Although it is said that the teeth of the souls of these coolies are limited, even if a trace of the yuan God is bitten down, it is also a trace of weakness. On the contrary, the souls of those coolie slaves grew a little.

Yan yunliehong's original spirit was too strong. Therefore, soon the souls of these coolie slaves ate and ran to one side to digest.

"Sisters, we were treated cruelly by this tyrant before we were alive. Today is the time for us to punish this perverse guy." the woman called Mrs. Ning shouted, and more than a dozen maids poured into the soul devouring deep pool, biting Yan yunliehong as the coolie slaves did just now.

"Humble slaves! I'll put you all to death... Ah..."

Of course, Zhou Yi knows what happened in the soul eating bead. He did it on purpose, which can be regarded as revenge for the maidens and slaves. He looked around. There were no human figures on the pictures of the maid's banquet and the opening of the mountain, as if the paint of the painting had been weathered.

Zhou Yi believes that soon Yan yunliehong will not be able to stand it, and then he will devote all his things to himself. The soul devouring deep pool is constantly absorbing Yan yunliehong's soul power, and then adding it to Zhou Yi's body. Therefore, Yan yunliehong will become weaker and weaker, and his soul power will become stronger and stronger.

Of course, Zhou Yi can directly kill Yan Yunlie and absorb all his yuan gods, but on the one hand, he wants to give the buried maidens and slaves a chance to revenge. On the other hand, Zhou Yi wants to know whether there is a powerful immortal treasure in the secret of the revival of the Yanyun Dynasty.

Yan yunliehong found that his Yuanshen was constantly weakened, especially bitten by maids and slaves, which made his heart collapse. A powerful monarch of the Renaissance dynasty fell into such a situation, which made him extremely unwilling.

"No!! no!!!" Yuan Shen is not afraid of weakening. At least you can start over again, as long as you keep your own yuan Shen eukaryotic. But he knew that here, he would never go out one day, and the souls of the maids and slaves around him would expand day by day, and one day they would grow to the extent that they could devour themselves. Although it was still a long time, it was precisely because of the long time that his proud noble heart did not allow him to bear endless humiliation.

Yan yunliehong has ignored it. He decides to explode the yuan God himself. Even if he can't catch up with Zhou Yi, he will also hurt these humble slaves.

Yan yunliehong's original spirit suddenly inflated. It was almost a big balloon. A powerful momentum rose in the soul devouring deep pool. The slaves and maids trembled with fear and hid far away.