Luohu's voice was filled with sighs: "The second point is that only the saints can deal with saints. Saints cannot be killed, and all spiritual treasures can only cause some harm to them at most. There is a saying on the vast land that saints are all under saints.
Ant. Maybe you don't believe it. After all, you have nailed Zhunti to death, but I want to tell you that if no other saints help, Zhunti will sooner or later escape the control of the God-killing Gun, and you will die at his hands.
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"I know." Zishou has the wisdom of self-knowledge.
Although there is a thing on the prehistoric land called the Holy Pill, which is owned by Hongjun. It is said that even the saints can be killed after being surrendered, but no saint has ever been poisoned to death.
"The third point is that the saint is not dead, and you are not a saint, how should you deal with the saint? What I am talking about below is the God-killing Gun. The God-killing Gun can nail all saints to death, and the God-killing Gun will not be pulled out
, the saint cannot escape and cannot survive. If you use the God-killing gun to completely nail the saint to death, remember what I said above."
Luohu paused and continued, "That is, all things in the world think of the soul, so that they can be the soul of the world. All the wonders of creation are my soul, and all things in the world are my soul, then nothing can be used to me. Heaven and Earth
All things are my soul, ask who can help me?"
"Only by actively accepting the God-killing Spear into your heart and accepting the God-killing Spear's killing will the power of the God-killing Spear. To merge my residual soul, you are all one, I am a saint, and you are also a saint. There is no heaven and earth.
People can do anything to me, but they can't do anything to you."
Zi was shocked by his body, and seemed to think of something in a hazy state. He held the God-killing spear tightly in his right hand, and the intention of killing the gun body rushed into his body. As well, there was an evil soul.
"My soul is my soul, my soul is your soul. Accept my soul, and you and I will live in harmony." The voice of the dead soul sounded in my heart.
A bloody red flashed in Zishou's eyes, and the aura on his body was also constantly changing. The originally exhausted true energy increased rapidly after the remnant soul entered the body, and the demonic energy surged and rose.
At this time, the immortals of the Chan Sect had already caught up with him and surrounded Zishou in the middle.
Killing, bloodthirsty, greed, anger, destruction, violence, all kinds of negative emotions poured into my heart. Zishou's eyes turned red, and his mouth unknowingly raised, showing an evil smile.
He reached out his hand and took out the nine-sided magic banner, and then forcibly detained the nine golden crow demons in the banner.
These nine golden crow demons were originally suppressed by the heaven and earth cushion, and the demonic energy dissipated, and the soul body was almost transparent. After coming out, it became even more trembling.
"Do you want to fight to the death if you summon the devil?"
"Hmph! Master is here, Emperor Xin can't escape death today!"
"There is something wrong with his breath."
The immortals of the Ancient Sect whispered.
Yuanshi Tianzun was not in a hurry to take action, but frowned and looked at Zishou's behavior.
Zishou suddenly reached out and grabbed the two golden crow demons. The demonic energy shook it and tore it apart. Then he sucked it hard, sucking it all into the remaining soul of the golden crow into his abdomen.
"All the wonders of creation are my soul, and all creations are my soul, and nothing can be used to deal with me... If you want to replenish your soul, you will swallow these demons first."
An evil thought emerged in his heart, and even Zishou couldn't tell whether it was what he thought or what Luohu thought.
"Swallow!" He quickly took action, grabbed both hands, grabbed all the Golden Crow Demon Generals, and then sucked them into his abdomen with force.
"Emperor Xin! You are looking for death!" Lu Yi's eyes were so bitter that his whole body was trembling.
With his knowledge, he naturally knew that Zishou was using his brother's soul to recover from his injuries.
"Fortunately, I swallowed Qiu Chengzhong last time..." Zishou whispered. He could feel his own changes, his heart was full of killing, and even some memories that did not belong to him in his mind.
But he didn't dislike these things, and even enjoyed them, as if he was Rahu and Rahu was him.
His consciousness still exists, and his body is not controlled by anyone, but his heart no longer belongs to him.
"Haha, Emperor Xin, you have actually entered the devil's path and become a remnant of the devil's path! The Taoist Ancestor has said that everyone in the devil's path will be punished! I will kill you here today, and I may not say that there will be any merits left behind!" The Immortal Old Man in the South Pole
Smiling, "If you..."
He also wanted to make a mockery. When Zi was exposed to his eyes, he suddenly made a move, his figure flashed suddenly, and he had already arrived in front of the Antarctic Immortal Weng and shot it out with a shot.
The Antarctic Immortal Man was shocked and waved his crutch to resist it. However, the God-killing Gun just made a fake move. Zishouqiu turned around with a circle against the Antarctic Immortal Man, and pressed one hand on his forehead.
This action was really like a rabbit rising and falling. In less than half a second, the Antarctic Immortal Man fell into Zishou's hands.
Although there is the premise that the Antarctic Immortal Weng is careless, Zishou's actions are so fast that others are shocked.
"Let go!"
"You dare..."
Yuanshi Tianzun and the Taoist Randeng spoke at the same time. The former, the three treasures of jade, Ruyi, had already been sacrificed, and the latter, the twenty-four Dinghai Beads, also started.
However, the next moment, Zi was forced by his right palm, and the Antarctic Immortal's head was like a watermelon that had exploded, and the red and white were blown everywhere.
“Bold!”
"Di Xin, you are looking for death!"
"The Immortal Antarctic!"
The members of the Chan Sect lost their voices.
A soul escaped from his body and was about to fly to Fengxiantai.
"No hurry! I will take away my soul."
Lu Yi hurriedly took out the gourd and prepared to collect it.
However, at this time, Zi was grabbed by his left hand, and the soul-catching bowl appeared in his hand. With a light bounce, an invisible force surged out, capturing the soul of the Antarctic Immortal Man back.
"When you die, you still want to become an immortal or a god? Is there such a good thing in the world?" Zishou sneered and said, "You yell in front of the Lone King, you also want to be an immortal!"
As soon as he moved his palm, the glass ghost fire appeared in the bowl, turned into a fire snake and swallowed it towards the Antarctic Immortal Man.
"Ah!" The Antarctic Immortal Man rushed left and right in the soul-catching bowl, but where could he escape? The glazed ghost fire was like a gangrene attached to the bone, wrapping the Antarctic Immortal Man's soul in it to refine it.
A wisp of blue smoke rose from the soul-sucking bowl and then dissipated.
Even though the immortals of the Chan Sect were used to life and death, this scene scared them to their faces pale and their hearts were beating wildly.
If you are on the list of gods, you will be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation, and you will always be resurrected, but if you directly refine your soul, you will have nothing!
When the disciples of the two sects fight, they will not do such unethical things that damage their good deeds...
"Imperial Xin! You are looking for death!" Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, and the three treasure jade Ruyi suddenly smashed out.
"Hahahaha! Looking for death! Let's see who can kill whom today!" Zishou avoided Yu Ruyi, laughed wildly at the sky, with a ferocious expression. He swept the God-killing spear, but he killed other immortals.
"Old man Yuanshi, today I will slaughter all your ancestors and the people of the Chan Sect. Let's see if your disciples are enough, I will kill you!"
He jumped towards the Lingbao Master. The Lingbao Master was so scared that he was out of his mind and turned around and ran away, but where could he run than Zishou?
Zi was picked out with a shot, and instantly picked out his soul. Then he waved his big palm, sucked it into his palm, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach.
This great master of Lingbao ranks sixth among the twelve golden immortals. He has excellent magic power, but he is still not a rival to Zishou.
The glass ghost fire in the belly is about to rise, and the soul of the great master of the Spirit Treasure is refined.