Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

Xu Ze sucked in a breath of cold air.

Xu Ze knew that Yan Qiao's dead soul technique was very powerful.

It can be said that there should be no other person in the Qiankun Continent whose dead soul technique is stronger than Yan Qiao.

However, this scale of strength has exceeded Xu Ze's imagination!

Different from other heroines.

In the nine reincarnations, the other heroines only awakened the memories of the previous nine lives.

But Yan Qiao is different.

Not only did she awaken the memories of the previous nine lives, but also the dead soul power in her soul from the previous nine lives, was revived together!

This obsession and death energy accumulated in nine lives is really too huge!

So much so that even Xu Ze's soul was trembling unconsciously under this terrifying pressure.

"Owner......Owner-......"

Yan Qiao cried and walked towards Xu Ze step by step.

Behind her, the lump of flesh, which could not be distinguished as hands and feet, was also approaching Xu Ze in a strange posture.

"......"

Xu Ze frowned, and a ball of almost transparent holy fire appeared in his palm.

This terrifying divine flame seemed to devour even the space, twisting in Xu Ze's palm!

Blazing Palm!

He swung his palm and struck.

The transparent flame instantly devoured the piece of meat.

"Ahh...

"Ahh...

"Soul Death......Is it because of Yan Qiao's soul that the pieces of these monsters were reassembled?"

This piece of meat has Yan Qiao's soul.

She split her soul into two and gave this piece of meat life.

Attacking the piece of meat is equivalent to attacking Yan Qiao's body!

Seeing Yan Qiao's painful look, Xu Ze gritted his teeth and retracted the flames on the monster.

However, as the flames were retracted, the monster's body quickly recovered.

It crawled quickly with its unknown broken limbs, and the broken eyes distributed on various parts of its body flashed pink light.

"Master, Qiao'er is in so much pain......It's so painful......"

"Don't abandon Qiao'er......"Please, Master, don't abandon Qiao'er!"

Approaching Xu Ze, the monster's body suddenly split open.

Its bloody mouth bit towards Xu Ze fiercely, as if it wanted to devour Xu Ze.

Xu Ze's eyes condensed, and he swung his palm through the air.

Instantly, the monster was torn into pieces and turned into corpse pieces.

"Ahh...

"Ahhhh! Master!"

The body parts closed together again! Intertwined!

The monster screamed miserably and pounced towards Xu Ze at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it."

Xu Ze frowned.

To him, defeating this monster was just a matter of seconds.

Xu Ze could grind this monster into dust without any effort.

But......

Xu Ze looked behind him and saw Yan Qiao lying on the ground with blood gushing out of her mouth and eyes.

She had already fallen to the ground, unable to move.

Although there were no scars on her body, her soul had been severely damaged. But her pink eyes were still shining with terrifying obsession in the darkness.

Xu Ze knew that Yan Qiao had already injected half of her soul into the monster.

As long as he attacked the monster, it would be equivalent to attacking herself!

"you......Why bother......"

Xu Ze felt heavy in his heart.

He knew that Yan Qiao had thrown the problem to him.

Yan Qiao was a monster.

The monster was Yan Qiao.

Killing the monster was equivalent to killing Yan Qiao.

And if he wanted to save Yan Qiao, he had to save this monster, which was a mixture of tissues that was completely unrecognizable.

"Owner......Owner......"

Yan Qiao murmured weakly.

Although she was extremely powerful in the art of soul death and puppetry, she was extremely weak. In front of Xu Ze's profound power, Yan Qiao was completely powerless to resist.

"......You."

Xu Ze sighed.

He walked to Yan Qiao, squatted down, and gently held her in his arms.

The girl in his arms was exceptionally light.

Just like a piece of paper that could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Her pale face was full of madness and obsession.

The butterfly-like lines on her cheeks were also shining with a pink color similar to the madness in her eyes. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Behind him, there was the deadly roar of the monster.

It rushed towards Xu Ze quickly.

The huge body opened behind Xu Ze.

This monster resurrected by the dead soul technique was eager to devour all flesh.

Xu Ze was its next target!

"That's it, Qiao'er......."

Xu Ze opened his thin lips and spoke calmly.

At that moment, the monster's roar stopped abruptly.

Even Yan Qiao in Xu Ze's arms had a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Owner......What did you call me?"

Xu Ze took a deep breath.

In his ears, the system's crazy warning sounded.

【Warning! Warning! Host, please stop the next move!】

【The identities of the previous nine lives must not be disclosed to other reincarnators! Warning! Warning!】

"shut up!!!!"

""You bastard system, I have tolerated you for a long time!!!"

Xu Ze was furious and shouted.

At that moment, the whole Lingyun Tower was shaking!

Outside the Lingyun Tower, the two disciples guarding the tower were startled by the roar like a mountain torrent.

They looked at the Lingyun Tower behind them in shock.

But they saw that the whole Lingyun Tower was shaking wildly.

The formation was broken, and the talismans that blocked the Lingyun Tower and the iron chains that bound the formation fell off and shattered!

It seemed that this Lingyun Tower, which had stood for tens of thousands of years, would collapse at any time!

"Oh no, oh no!"

""The Lingyun Tower is about to collapse! Run!"

With a terrified scream, the two disciples ran away, crushing the spiritual stones that were spread all over the holy land!

Buzz~

At that moment, the thirteen elders of the holy land appeared together.

Everyone looked at the Lingyun Tower with a terrified expression on their faces.

"How is it possible! Lingyun Tower is so solid that even the Holy Lord cannot shake it. Why did it collapse?"

"There is a terrifying power in Lingyun Tower!"

"This is horrible. I have lived for hundreds of years and have never seen anything like this......."

Several elders who were slightly weaker felt that the tower was about to collapse, and their old faces were filled with fear.

The disciples who rushed over after hearing the news were even more dizzy from the terrible vibration and the overwhelming profound power in the tower, and they fainted one after another.

"what happened......"Qu Qinghan and his group also arrived outside the Lingyun Tower.

They suppressed their fear and pain and watched in horror as the Lingyun Tower gradually crumbled.

"Lingyun Tower......Collapsed?"

"Who did it? Could it be Yan Qiao?"

"Impossible, how could that guy have such power?......"

Rumble, rumble.

Under the guess of the heroines.

The Lingyun Tower that stood in the holy land for thousands of years finally collapsed.

For a moment, dust flew.

Everyone hurriedly used their power to resist, but they still couldn't stop retreating under this terrible impact.

After a long time.

The dust gradually dissipated.

A white figure appeared in front of everyone.

After seeing the man clearly, everyone was stunned.

But they saw.

Xu Ze holding the unconscious Yan Qiao, walked out of the ruins calmly.

He didn't seem surprised by the elders who appeared here.

He walked past the thirteen elders.

However, in front of a certain elder, Xu Ze paused slightly.

He glanced at the old man with a pale face and trembling lips.

His eyes narrowed slightly and sneered.

"My Lord, this, this witch is......"When the great elder Qi Tian saw Yan Qiao in Xu Ze's arms, he asked nervously:

"I have already given her punishment."

"From today on, she is free, understand?"

Xu Ze said coldly.

The cold voice made even Elder Qi Tian tremble.

The deity?

Everyone swallowed subconsciously.

They watched Xu Ze leave with Yan Qiao in his arms, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.

The Holy Son never called himself the deity.

But now.........

In other words, the Saint Son is serious now.

Is he really angry?..Spoon..

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