Nine Realms Sword Master

Following Qi Mei's call, people's attention was all focused on her.

However, when everyone looked at her, almost everyone's face was replaced by a thick consternation and shock.

Just look at Qi Mei's body covered in blood, standing in front of a figure that is no longer an adult.

And that figure... is the Lord of Bliss.

His neck and head were intact, and apart from a few palm prints and fist prints on his face, there were no fatal injuries.

But...his neck goes down...it's hideous and terrible.

People breathed tightly, and each one looked extremely pale.

Everything below the neck of the Lord of Bliss has been completely cut away, and there are only a pile of white bones left, which is very shocking.

But he was not dead yet, because a needle was inserted into his neck.

A silver needle.

"That's the silver toad needle!" someone recognized the origin of the needle and immediately cried out.

"What? Silver Toad Needle? The legendary magic needle that can forcefully survive without dying?"

"How can Qi Mei have such a baby?"

People were shocked and their eyes were as wide as the leader.

Just looking at the silver needle piercing the back of the Lord of Bliss, transparent auras gushing out of his neck. These breaths are like living things, simulating everything under the Lord of Bliss, letting him live To continue.

However... Qi Mei's pain has never been less than that of every cut.

Not only was his skin and flesh cut off, his internal organs were chopped up, and even his bones were scraped several times. He was surrounded by minced meat, and blood had dripped all over the floor.

The so-called broken corpse is nothing but that, right?

The Lord of Bliss was in pain, his entire face was completely distorted.

He opened his mouth as hard as he could, as if he wanted to say something.

But at the moment, he has completely lost his energy, and can only watch Qi Mei rush him.

Bai Ye stared at this scene blankly, and was silent for a long time before he said: "How? Are you happy?"

Qi Mei, who was covered in blood, didn't say a word. After a long time, she raised her small face, but at this moment the tears had wetted her face.

"Even if you cut this animal a thousand times, what can you do? Mother and the others can't come back again..." she choked, her eyes flushed.

"At least, he got the punishment he deserved, didn't he?" Bai Ye walked over and offered comfort.

"But this is not enough!!" Qi Mei gritted her teeth, her eyes wet with blood and tears were full of flames of resentment: "He killed so many people, is it just too cheap for him? It's a pity that he only has one. Fate, otherwise, I must leave him in pain forever, not to survive but not to die!"

"Is that so?"

Bai Ye smiled faintly, as if thinking of something, and said: "If this is the case, let him sink into pain forever!!"

Qi Mei looked at him with some doubts: "Do you have any means?"

"I have a treasure, I can refine my soul!"

Bai Ye smiled, flipped his palm, and an iron gourd suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The gourd is covered by a large number of exquisite patterns, and it is extremely delicate, and the whole body is filled with mysterious spirit, which makes people know that this is an incredible treasure at a glance.

"what??"

The Lord of Bliss, who was still dying over there, saw what Bai Ye was holding. His head was almost falling from the skeleton. He tried his best and shouted in horror: "No... impossible... how could you Owning this thing, this...this is not something you can touch, let alone you can control, unless...unless its owner personally teaches it to you, or even if you steal it and **** it...it will be useless! It does not belong to you!!!"

"But its previous owner, indeed passed this baby to me!" Bai Ye said indifferently.

When the Lord of Bliss heard the sound, his face was gray, and the pain in his eyes was extremely rich. At this moment, Qi Mei did not cut his flesh or scrape his bones, but the pain and resentment on his face were extremely rich.

"No!! You can't do this... let me go... please... let me go..." The Lord of Bliss has no idea where he can speak loudly, and he tries his best Begging.

But Bai Ye ignored him.

"My lord, this...what is this?" The Young Master Heiyang next to him was frightened and asked carefully.

"This is called a dementing gourd!" Bai Ye said lightly.

"What? Desperate gourd?"

Qi Mei and Young Master Heiyang shouted in unison.

"It looks like you know this baby?" Bai Ye said lightly.

"Why don't you know?" Young Master Heiyang said in shock: "This is the treasure of the Dementor! Who is the Dementor? That is the legend of our Saint Immortal Realm! His famous treasure... Appeared in the hands of adults?"

Thinking of this, Young Master Heiyang was full of spirits, looking at Bai Ye with shocked eyes, and then the descendants knelt down again and hurriedly bowed.

"Could it be said that... it turns out that the lord is a disciple of the dementor! Hei... Hei Yang has eyes but no knowledge of Mount Tai, so please forgive the lord..." Hei Yang was particularly frightened, and cried tremblingly Tao.

"What? The Mastermind?"

Mo Er and the others were also taken aback, and they were unacceptable one by one.

When the voice fell, all the strong people around were all pale in fright, and their faces were extremely pale. The whole person was like a shivering pig dog, all crawling on the ground, shouting with a voice that was almost terrified.

"My lord, forgive me!"

The sound is rippling like a big wave.

Everyone seemed to be repenting.

Looking at the white night confused.

He has also heard of this dementor, but he doesn't know much.

How do you look at the appearance of these people, seem to be very afraid of the dementor?

It’s a pity that the Dementor is dead. He got these things from the Jiuhun cemetery. The most treasures in the cemetery are inherited, so strictly speaking, he has the inheritance of the Dementor, not the deity. The disciple of the soul god.

No matter what these people are.

Bai Ye shook his head, but just turned his head, only to realize that not only these people, but Qi Mei's eyes were filled with surprise and amazement.

"What the **** is going on? Is this Soul Destroyer very powerful?" Bai Ye exhaled and couldn't help asking.

"You don't know the Deity God?" Qi Mei looked at him blankly.

"I'm not actually a disciple of the Dementor." Bai Ye said helplessly.

Qi Mei's face was full of weirdness, and then she looked at the Dementing Gourd, and said in amazement: "Then this thing... how did you get it?"

"It's a long story! It's hard to explain to you for a while." Bai Ye handed over the Dementor Gourd and said lightly: "Don't you want him to be immersed in pain forever? Very simple, Dementor Gourd can be practiced. Soul, you don't kill it! His soul will only suffer forever! This way, shouldn't it be enough?"

The voice fell, the Lord of Bliss was completely desperate.

Qi Mei stared at Bai Ye blankly, and couldn't make a sound for a long time...