"Master White Soul, there is no need to be so nervous. In fact, I want to kill them more than you." Wuwo said with a smile on his face.
"Why do you want me to believe you?"
The White Soul Master looked at Wuwo coldly, and the power of her soul turned into a soul sword, which was pressed against Wuwo's eyebrows. As long as she had a thought, she could destroy Wuwo's remaining consciousness on Gu Yi.
"Only because I killed the first generation master of Hongmeng Palace and took away his ability." Wuwu waved his hand and saw golden light surging from his body.
These lights are extremely unique, and they actually contain countless ancient soul patterns.
Seeing the golden light, Bai Hun took the initiative. She naturally knew these soul patterns. In the ancient times, she led an army of soul cultivators into this interface, and met the first generation master of Hongmeng Palace.
At that time, there was only one person who was the first generation master of Hongmeng Hall.
As a result, the first generation of Hongmeng Palace Master alone blocked her and her army of soul cultivators. In the end, she and her army of soul cultivators were imprisoned by the first generation of Hongmeng Palace Master. No one knew the abilities of the first generation of Hongmeng Palace Master better than her.
It's clear.
Obviously, the first generation master of Hongmeng Palace is dead.
Otherwise, his inheritance will not fall into the hands of selflessness.
"This alone makes me believe you?" the White Soul Lord said indifferently.
"And this." Wuwo waved his other hand, and saw silver light emerging, which also had the most ancient soul mark.
"Do you also have the inheritance of the first generation of Yuntian Hall Master?" Bai Hun said on his own initiative.
Whether it is the first generation of Hongmeng Palace Master or the first generation of Yuntian Palace, their soul cultivation inheritance is very powerful. Anyone with the inheritance of one of them is enough to compete with an army of soul masters, let alone two of them.
Inherited.
"It's two people now, but it won't be just two people in the future." Wuwo said with a smile.
"Do you want to obtain the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters alone?" Lord Baihun looked at Wuwo. It must be said that Wuwo's ambition is very big.
"That's right."
Wuwo nodded, and then glanced at the White Soul Master, "I am their disciple, and it is necessary to obtain their inheritance. When I get the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters, I will be able to sweep the souls of all major interfaces.
Fixed."
"When the time comes, I will enter the eternal soul path with the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters..."
Hearing these last words, Lord Baihun was moved again.
Entering the eternal soul path...
That is transcending the realm god level and becoming a domain god.
At that time, there might be a chance to control the Three Thousand Interfaces and become the supreme domain god.
Thinking of this, the White Soul Master couldn't help but take a breath of air. She had had such thoughts in the past, so she fought everywhere, constantly plundering soul cultivation resources to strengthen herself.
But in her current state, it is very difficult to continue, so she no longer wants to aspire to become the Domain God.
Because it's too far away.
"The remaining five inheritances are not easy to deal with. I need help. And you three soul masters will be my biggest helpers." Wuwo said.
"Arrogant!"
The White Soul Lord snorted: "Do you really think that even if you win the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters, you can reach the level of a domain god? You think too simply."
"I didn't think it was that simple. Winning the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters is just my first step. When the time comes, I will leave this interface and go to other interfaces. I want to seize more resources. Even if I can't reach the domain in the future,
At the divine level, with the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters, it is enough to reach the ninth transformation." Wuwo said proudly.
After hearing this, the White Soul Lord did not refute.
Because the seven first-generation palace masters are all very powerful, almost comparable to the eighth transformation.
If Wu-Se can really seize the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters, maybe he will really be able to aspire to the ninth transformation.
"If you ask me to help, what benefits can I get?" Baihun Lord said with narrowed eyes.
"I will provide you with the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters for you to understand." Wuwo said.
The White Soul Lord was slightly moved, because this condition was indeed tempting. Although she could not obtain the inheritance of the seven first-generation palace masters, it would be quite good if Wu-Self could provide her with enlightenment.
If she accidentally comprehends a deeper soul path, she can go one step further, and maybe even complete her eighth transformation.
"Deal." White Soul Lord said.
"So it's a pleasure to cooperate." Wuwo smiled slightly.
"When can we leave here?" White Soul Lord asked.
"As short as a month, as long as half a year." Wuwo replied.
"That would be great."
The White Soul Lord smiled, she could finally leave this hellish place. She was suffocated to death after staying here for so many years.
The selfless smile became even brighter.
Only Gu Liying and others were ashen-faced. They knew that they might not be able to escape the end of their lives. After all, they had heard these important things.
…
After coming out of the alien space, Xiao Yun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he left in time. It would have been troublesome if it had been later.
"Let's go, let's go back to Hongcheng to meet up with the Sword Saint." Xiao Yun said to Honglian.
Guren nodded.
The two of them walked through the air.
After a while, Xiao Yun and his two men returned to the vicinity of Hongcheng. Just as they were preparing to enter Hongcheng, Honglian's face moved slightly.
"There is news about the First Clan, the Sage of Sword Dao sent us news, asking us not to return to Hongcheng, but to leave quickly..." Honglian said to Xiao Yun quickly.
She has the origin of the First Clan, so she can receive the news.
Xiao Yun's original clan origin has long been eliminated, and now he has the black prison origin, so he cannot receive any news.
"Leave Hongcheng?" Xiao Yun frowned. It was obvious that the Sword Saint and the others were in trouble, and it was not an ordinary trouble.
"Yes." Honglian nodded.
"Is there any other news?" Xiao Yun asked quickly.
"No more." Honglian shook his head.
Xiao Yun frowned.
At this moment, Xiao Yun suddenly felt a tremor coming from the void, and then quickly noticed a very familiar aura.
Long Yuyan!
The void was torn apart, and Long Yuyan, covered in blood, burst out of the air. The moment she saw Xiao Yun, her tense expression instantly relaxed.
Long Yuyan fell weakly.
Xiao Yun quickly hugged her.
Honglian looked at it indifferently and said nothing.
"What happened? How come your injury is so serious?" Xiao Yun quickly took out the magic pill and fed it to Long Yuyan.
"It's useless. I can't recover from my injuries with magic pills. I can only rely on myself." Long Yuyan shook her head and refused.
"Where is the Saint of Swordsmanship? Where is he?" Xiao Yun asked quickly.
"He was taken away." Long Yuyan said weakly.
"Taken away? Who did it?" Xiao Yun continued to ask.
"I don't know, but the people who took action are very strong. They are about to reach the level of world gods. I can't beat them, and I can't protect the Sword Saint." Long Yuyan said helplessly: "However, they have something very familiar.
The breath of..."
"A very familiar scent?" Xiao Yun frowned.
"Yes, although I can't see their faces, I feel a very familiar aura on them."
Long Yuyan nodded, "They look very much like people from Chucheng."
"People from Chucheng? You can't be mistaken, right?" Xiao Yun's expression changed. There were only Yan Tianzun and others in Chucheng. Could it be that they took action against Long Yuyan?
absurd!
No one knows better than Xiao Yun what kind of people Yan Tianzun and others are.
"I just sensed their breath. I can't defeat them, no...otherwise I will leave one behind to prove..." Long Yuyan fainted in the middle of her words.
Her injuries were too severe.
Xiao Yun had no choice but to pick up Long Yuyan and prepare to find a place to settle her.
Suddenly, two terrifying breaths came from the void...
The aura of the First Clan?
Xiao Yun felt it immediately and was instantly moved. These two terrifying auras were not only the auras of the First Clan, but also felt very familiar to him.