?What came over was an old, stooped, gray-haired old man with a sinister sneer on his face.

It was Xiao Wuhai.

In other words, he is one of the four great soul kings of the Ghost Clan, Hun Wuji.

Behind him was a young, strange man.

Liu Yan'er had already put away her sad emotions and stuck to Lu Yun's side and said: "Little Lu Yun, the man behind Xiao Wuhai is the ghost tribe we met near home that day."

The strange man is the soul karma.

Liu Yan'er could sense the familiar aura on his body, but couldn't sense anything from Xiao Wuhai's body.

Lu Yun nodded.

At this time, Soul Chief Saint's mood suddenly became extremely excited, and his eyes, which finally regained some clarity, became bloodshot again, staring at Xiao Wuhai with great hatred.

"Hun Wuji! Let me out! This king is going to kill you!!!"

The Soul Chief Saint roared heartbreakingly, holding on to the two prison pillars with both hands, allowing the power of those ancient runes to penetrate into his body.

Zizzz!

The skeletal body of the Soul Chief Saint was trembling violently, but compared to the pain his body was enduring at the moment, there was more hatred in his heart.

Outrage of hatred!

"Sage Soul Chief, you, a traitor to the Ghost Clan, not only support the remnants of the Linghu Clan privately, but you also dare to reveal the secrets of our clan. Even if you die ten thousand times, it won't be enough to wash away your sins."

Hun Wuji stared at the Soul Changsheng coldly, with strong murderous intent flashing in his deep eyes.

but.

After a while.

He suddenly gave a strange sneer, turned to the man behind him and said: "Soul Karma, go and turn off the talisman switch of the formation cage."

Soul Industry did not have the slightest doubt, so he went out for a trip, and soon saw that the ancient runes engraved around the formation cage where the Soul Saint was imprisoned dimmed.

The Soul Changsheng's hands were grasped on the prison pillars, and he was no longer attacked by the power of the runes.

"Haha, Hun Wuji, after imprisoning me for more than twenty years, do you finally have the courage to fight to the death with me? You coward!"

There was a hint of ridicule in the roar of the Soul Chief Saint.

Among the four soul kings of the Ghost Clan, he has the strongest soul power, while Hun Wuji is the weakest, so the Soul Chief Saint looked down on Hun Wuji from the beginning.

Back then, if the three great soul kings hadn't joined forces, a mere soul Wuji would not be a match for the Soul Changsheng.

This is also the reason why Hun Wuji only dared to imprison the Soul Changsheng in Dragon Soul Prison for more than twenty years.

Hearing the taunt from Chief Soul, Hun Wuji's expression suddenly became a little ugly.

At this time, Soul Chief Sage suddenly looked at Lu Yun and said, "Young man, please do one thing for me: kill me."

"Kill you?"

Lu Yun had a look of surprise on his face.

The Soul Chief Saint nodded and said: "I am trapped in this body and cannot display my strength. Only when the original owner of this body dies completely can I escape. This is a weakness of our Ghost Clan."

The ghost tribe can enter people's bodies and control people's consciousness. They have very strong disguises, but their shortcomings are also very obvious.

When the host's body becomes useless, it will become a bondage for the ghost clan.

This body named Liu Qingtian was crippled when the Soul Chief Sage fought against the three soul kings more than 20 years ago, and his Dantian was completely destroyed. In addition, he was imprisoned for more than 20 years, and it was already in ruins.

Unbearable.

That's why he looks like a skinny guy.

Now this body has become a constraint for the Soul Changsheng. He is locked in it and cannot display his strength, but he cannot wish to die.

So I can only ask Lu Yun to kill him.

But Lu Yun was still puzzled. He turned around and glanced at Hun Ye who had returned from the outside, and then turned his gaze back to the Soul Chief Saint: "You mean that you Ghost Clan cannot commit suicide after entering the body."

?”

"indeed so."

The Soul Changsheng nodded in acknowledgement.

This made Lu Yun feel extremely puzzled.

That day he fought against Soul Industry. It was clear that Soul Industry relied on self-destruction to escape. Why did he say that he could not commit suicide when he arrived at the Soul Changsheng?

"Sage Soul Chang, your thinking is indeed still stuck at more than 20 years ago."

Just when Lu Yun was puzzled, Hun Wuji suddenly sneered and said:

"I can tell you a cruel truth. The bodies of these weak human cultivators only need to fuse their condensed blood essence with the golden elixir, and then violently collide with their soul power to achieve the effect of self-destruction."

"With such a self-destruction method, even if the host has a survival instinct, by the time he reacts, he will be unable to stop it."

"Haha, Soul Chief Sage, I admit that your soul power is the strongest among our four soul kings, but when it comes to research on human cultivators, you are far inferior to me."

Hun Wuji said, the smug expression on his face became more and more obvious, as if he was countering the taunt that the Soul Changsheng had made at him before.

This truth is indeed very cruel to the Soul Changsheng.

The severely injured body that year had been dragging him down. If he had known that there was such a way to self-destruct at that time, how could he be caught by Hun Wuji with his powerful soul power as long as he left the body?

pity.

It's too late to say this now.

He was seriously injured at the beginning, but after being caught by the three soul kings, his Dantian was destroyed, and the golden elixir and blood essence no longer existed, so even if he now knows this method, he cannot self-destruct.

Or I can only rely on Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's doubts were answered.

In an instant.

A sharp burst of zhenqi shot out from his fingertips and went straight towards the forehead of the Soul Changsheng.

The original owner of the dilapidated body occupied by the Soul Chief Sanctuary was Liu Qingtian. His remaining survival consciousness exploded, and he instinctively wanted to avoid the attack.

But he was already a withered body, and Lu Yun's attack was so sudden that he couldn't dodge it.

Poof!

A bloody hole the size of a finger suddenly appeared between Liu Qingtian's eyebrows, and his pupils quickly dimmed.

Immediately afterwards.

An unprecedentedly huge black mist floated out of Liu Qingtian's body.

It is the true nature of Soul Changsheng.

A blurry face emerged from the black mist. He glanced at Lu Yun and said, "Young man, thank you very much. I will go and tear that coward Hun Wuji into pieces right now!"

Boom!
Chapter completed!