In the sky prison, dozens of prison dragon pillars stood majestically. The Taoist Hidden Soul was tied to one of the prison dragon pillars. Several dragon heads were facing his body, and green yin fire as thick as a thumb was sprayed from his mouth, which was burning continuously.
Touching his body.
These yin fires did not harm Taoist Hidden Soul's body at all, but they could continuously damage his soul, making him feel the most terrible pain in time. Even though Taoist Hidden Soul had amazing attainments in the secret art of the soul, he was still
The pain that came directly from the soul made his whole body convulse, and cold sweat poured out continuously.
Even though it hurt to the core, Taoist Hidden Soul still sneered and looked maliciously at the strand of soul tied to the other Dragon Prison Pillar.
The middle-aged man's body was shattered by Yin Xuege's blow, but his soul was captured alive, and was also trapped on the Dragon Prison Pillar. Like the Hidden Soul Taoist, the middle-aged man's soul was burned by Yin Fire, which can be seen
His soul kept releasing tiny points of light and blending into the air.
These light spots are his soul particles. Every time a light spot flows out, his soul becomes weaker. When all the light spots are scattered, his soul will be gone.
"Dapeng Spirit King." Yin Xuuge walked up to Taoist Hidden Soul and sneered: "It is said that he has fallen long ago."
Hidden Soul Taoist smiled slightly and shook his head gently: "I'm just telling you his identity. As for the rest, I won't say it, can't say it, and don't want to say it. I'm just telling you that I have provoked Dapeng Ling.
King, you have caused a lot of trouble."
'Haha' he laughed a few times, and the Hidden Soul Taoist squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "He possesses the most precious Liangyi Pearl. After joining the Heavenly Soul Holy Alliance, many of us have been peeping at this treasure for many years, but no one dared to take a look at it.
He took action, do you know why?"
Before Yin Xuege could speak, Taoist Hidden Soul said to himself: "He has a very strong backer behind him. Even we are not willing to mess with him randomly. That existence only wants to be carefree and does not want to get involved with us.
Things... But this time, you destroyed the physical body of the Great Peng Spirit King, and he will definitely not ignore it."
The soul of Dapeng Spirit King also regained a little strength. Although it was burned by the Yin Fire, he still mustered up some energy. He roared at Yin Xuege: "Ignorant child, how dare you..."
The five treasure flags fluttered in unison, wrapping up the soul of Dapeng Spirit King. With just a slight swing, his soul was shattered. A bit of true spirit escaped, and the Youquan controlled the Styx to wrap up this bit of true spirit for a while.
Washing, all his memories were washed clean, and then Yin Xuege incorporated his true spirit into the reincarnation trajectory of the Hongmeng world.
Taoist Hidden Soul looked at Yin Xuuge with dumbfounded eyes, his tongue was stiff and he could not speak.
"I just want to let you know. What am I afraid of?" Yin Xuege stared at the pale-faced Taoist Hidden Soul and said lightly: "Tianhun Holy Alliance? Isn't that great? I'm waiting for you here.
I would like to see what means you have and how many messy cards you have."
Thunder light flashed on the Prison Dragon Pillar. Except for the Hidden Soul Taoist, the bodies of the four companions behind him were simultaneously refined by the thunder light. Accompanied by fierce shouts, the four were tortured for decades. They were still unwilling to say anything.
Taoists who had even a little bit of information had their souls extracted.
The Indestructible Golden Pagoda rises slowly, and the sound of Sanskrit singing as heavy as thunder can be heard from all directions. The Buddhist magical power is the most powerful against all kinds of ghosts and souls. The four tyrannical souls who can always maintain their core memories despite being washed away by the Styx are indestructible.
The golden pagoda was crushed heavily and was immediately crushed into pieces.
Before their souls collapsed, the four people turned all their memories into a wisp of fire and burned them cleanly. Their remaining souls were crushed, but they were clean and smooth inside, leaving no trace of life.
The Hidden Soul Taoist roared at the top of his lungs. He struggled forward and stretched out his hands to grab Yin Xuege. However, dozens of thick metal chains on the Dragon Prison Pillar contracted and held his body tightly.
He was strangled on the pillar, so hard that all the bones in his body rattled, and he was not allowed to move at all.
"Bastard. Executioner! Did you kill them? Did you kill them?" Taoist Zanghun had tears welling up in his eyes and his body was shaking violently.
"Executioners? You supported the rise of the Holy Sect, and how many lives were killed in the world of Yuanlu? You helped the Holy Sect open up the void spiritual world, and how many innocent souls were killed in the flames of war? You allowed the Tianyan Demon Palace to rise, and conquered hundreds of millions of people in the Holy Spirit Realm.
How many crimes have Wan Zongmen committed?" Yin Xuuge shouted coldly: "You actually have the nerve to call me an executioner? How many people have I killed?"
Hidden Soul Taoist was stunned, and then roared: "You are just an ant, you will die if you die, how can you compare with my fellow Taoist?"
Yin Xuege couldn't help but laugh loudly after listening to Taoist Zanghun's words: "Just ants? To me, you are no different from ants!"
After a slap on the body of the hidden soul Taoist, Yin Xuege shouted: "Intensify the punishment. Don't be afraid of destroying his soul. Just kill him. If he is unwilling to confess, let him die."
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Hidden Soul Taoist's body trembled slightly, and feeling the strong murderous intention on Yin Xuege's body, he knew that this time he was serious.
Leaving Hidden Soul Taoist behind, Yin Xuege walked to another prison dragon pillar. Qingmiao Lingjun, who had just been accused by the Yellow Turban Warriors, and hundreds of people from the Falian Sect who had joined the Heavenly Court, were all imprisoned in this huge pillar.
On the Prison Dragon Pillar.
"Perhaps, you can tell me something valuable." Yin Xuege slapped Qingmiao Lingjun's face, and a thunderbolt fell from the Prison Dragon Pillar, hitting Qingmiao Lingjun's head heavily, and he would reach the peak of Golden Immortal.
He was beaten to a pulp and screamed miserably.
Outside the Tianting Mountain Gate, thousands of Tianmen carved with dragons and phoenixes are lined up one after another, forming a solemn Tianmen Corridor. Under each Tianmen, there are dozens of guarding heavenly kings commanding hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers to guard it.
All heavenly gates are hundreds of miles wide and are surrounded by auspicious clouds and fairy lights.
After the soul of Dapeng Spirit King was destroyed and a bit of true spirit was forcibly thrown into reincarnation, in just a short tea time, a bit of red light suddenly burst out in the void outside the gate of heaven. Boundless flames rose into the sky, and in the mid-air
A huge portal opened in Zhongshao.
A hazy figure wrapped in fire slowly walked out of the door, looking at the heavenly gate with cold eyes. The guarding heavenly king of the first heavenly gate stepped forward to greet the figure, clasped his fists and shouted loudly at the figure: "How dare you
I would like to ask if Senior He Fang is here to give me some advice."
There was a grand and majestic aura in the air, and ancient and prehistoric rhythms continued to spread from this figure. This aura was so grand that it put great pressure on the many heavenly kings, heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals guarding the Tianmen, so
The sound of horns was heard again and again, and hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals in front and behind the heavenly gate of heaven had already set up their attack formations.
"Where is Dapeng'er?" The figure said calmly: "Hand over Dapeng Spirit King, I will turn around and leave. If anything happens to him, don't blame me for burning your so-called heaven to ashes! What kind of punishment on behalf of heaven? It’s just ridiculous.”
"How dare you insult my heavenly power?" The guarding king roared angrily, raised his spear and stabbed the figure carefully.
"I don't know." The figure easily grabbed the spear thrust out by the King of Heaven. In a flash of fire, the spear, which was two feet and four feet long and as thick as the mouth of a sea bowl, with the quality of a top-grade golden immortal weapon, suddenly turned red all over, and then 'chi' The sound turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dispersed.
"King of Punishment, retreat!" A roar came from behind. Dozens of warriors wearing heavy armor and with shaved scalps. They were obviously from Buddhism and served in heaven. In the middle of these generals, there was a tall statue. The Ming King of Buddhism is four feet six feet tall, has three heads and eight arms, and is also wearing heavy armor.
"Huh?" The figure looked at the Ming King in surprise. Although the Ming King's aura was only at the level of a Taoist in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, his aura was extremely terrifying, giving people a sense of despair and terror that could destroy the world at any time. In particular, his three faces are green and fanged, making him look extremely terrifying.
"It's interesting. Are you from the Buddhist lineage? But it seems a little different from the Buddhism I know." The figure sighed in surprise.
"One tree produces one tree, and one tree produces ten thousand leaves, all of which are different from each other." The Ming King of Buddhism, who serves in the Heavenly Court and is the rotating divine king of the Heavenly Court of Heavenly Gate, roared angrily: "The same Buddhist scriptures are shared by hundreds of millions of monks. There are billions of interpretations, there are billions of understandings in your mind, and the Buddhist techniques are profound and vast. How can you understand the profound meaning of my Buddhism with all the Buddhism you know?"
The figure nodded and praised: "It makes sense, but I was wrong. But from the looks of it, you are not a Buddhist from the Holy Spirit Realm!"
With a loud laugh, five flames shot up into the sky behind the figure, turning into a sea of five-color fire and covering the head of the Ming King.
"Evil demons and heretics!" King Ming muttered in a low voice. He held six vajra pestles tightly with his six arms, and without any fear, he blasted towards the sea of fire falling above his head. The top of his head released immeasurable Buddha's light, illuminating the surrounding void for thousands of miles. Wherever the Buddha's light passed, The sea of fire collided, and the place where the Buddha's light and the fire came into contact kept making "chichi" sounds. Wisps of Buddha's light were melted by the fire and turned into colorful smoke that slowly dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, six Vajra pestles came crashing down, and the sea of fire bulged upwards from a hill a hundred miles high. The sea of fire was about to be shattered by the Vajra pestles.
"It's really awesome." The figure praised in praise: "It's a pity that you are still no match for me."
With a flicker of his body, the figure suddenly turned into a line of fire as thick as the mouth of a bowl, instantly piercing King Ming's chest at a terrifying speed that all the heavenly soldiers and generals present could not sense.
A hole as thick as a human head was burned through the Taoist-level armor, and King Ming's Buddhist golden body was also pierced. The fire burned rapidly on the wound, burning his body clean in the blink of an eye. King Ming roared, and the top of his head exploded. , eighteen fist-sized red relics flew into the sky.
The sea of fire swept across a million miles in radius, hundreds of heavenly gates were shrouded in flames, and hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals struggled and roared in the sea of fire. In the blink of an eye, most of the heavenly soldiers and generals were burned and their immortal bodies were burned. Only a ray of immortal soul fled in embarrassment. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!