The old man originally planned to attack Wang Tiezhu, the weakest one, so that he could hide in the fog of the formation, but his attack failed.
The next moment, two hands grabbed his throat.
The black profound energy spread, and Liu Xin'er saw Wang Tiezhu's hands and Wan Ling'er's hands stacked together, and the old man's eyes were almost bulging out after being pinched.
The old man grabbed Wang Tiezhu's hand hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he felt that the strength on his neck did not relax at all.
What frightened him even more was that he was actually unable to use his profound energy at this time.
But the last pair of hands that overpowered the old man was not Wan Ling'er's, nor Wang Tiezhu's, but Liu Xin'er's.
When Liu Xin'er saw the two people's hands folded together, she felt unhappy, so she rushed up and strangled the old man's neck.
Because her hands were small, she covered the back of Wang Tiezhu's hands with both hands.
The old man hurriedly used up his remaining strength to raise his hands. Judging from his posture, he was afraid that he would be strangled to death if he surrendered even one minute late.
Seeing the old man begging for mercy, Wang Tiezhu motioned Liu Xin'er to let go of his hands, and then he and Wan Ling'er also let go.
The old man coughed twice and hurriedly calmed down his breath. His eyes were full of sorrow. At this time, he didn't understand what he had done that was so outrageous that three people should strangle him to death.
Wang Tiezhu asked with a smile: "Can you lead the way now?"
The old man wondered: "Monks, it's not that I don't want to lead you, but I can't survive even if I take you in. The Palace Master Yaorui you mentioned died fifty years ago, and the current Palace Master is named Ming Ming."
He, she doesn’t know you at all, and...and..."
Seeing the old man hesitating, Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly: "It's already this time, and you still want to hide it?"
The old man said hurriedly: "It's not that I want to hide it, but our palace master is now a half-immortal, and is only one step away from being promoted to the immortal level. If you go in, aren't you looking for death?"
Wan Ling'er asked unconvinced: "Do you think I am just a decoration? Hurry up and lead the way, otherwise I will kill you, and we can find the way on our own."
The old man's aura was tightly locked, and with what had happened just now, he no longer had the intention to resist, and walked back with Wang Tiezhu.
Soon the road under his feet became bumpy, and Wang Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Tiezhu asked: "By the way, have you caught any new remnant souls recently?"
The old man coughed dryly and asked, "Is your old friend missing?"
Wang Tiezhu said: "Yes, and it seems that they were captured by you. A woman, a man, and a little flying thing. Do you have any impressions?"
"Well... I'm really not sure. I'm responsible for patrolling the formation. As for the remnant souls, some people have recently sent some. I don't know if you mentioned it specifically."
With the old man leading the way, everyone quickly walked out of the fog.
The moment I walked out of the fog, my eyes suddenly opened up. The magnificent buildings were no less impressive than the Imperial City of Lingjing Kingdom.
The old man quickly took Wang Tiezhu to a building. Wang Tiezhu saw several people queuing up, and the people inside were somewhat impatient.
"Cai Di Jie? Are you willing to send it over?"
The monk on the opposite side smiled and said: "I am only a heaven-level person, so it's pretty good to be able to capture the remnant souls of an earth-level person. You can just give it to me."
The impatient voice from inside came again: "One hundred mysterious crystals, if you want to sell them, you can take them out and let them go."
"One hundred mysterious crystals are too few. Can you please add more? One hundred mysterious crystals are not enough for my travel expenses."
An impatient voice said: "Then let him go."
The person opposite was filled with hatred. If he really let go, if this remnant soul knew someone powerful, he would sue himself and he would not know how he died.
Seeing this scene, Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but snorted: "No wonder the Phantom Palace is declining day by day. It even started digging graves."
Wang Tiezhu's words made the people inside poke their heads out.
He scolded him contemptuously: "Sell it or not, it's this price. If you don't sell it, you can get out with him."
As soon as the words fell, the man felt his eyes go dark. When he regained his vision, a hand had already grabbed his throat.
Wang Tiezhu asked with a smile: "What did you just say?"
The man looked at Wang Tiezhu in horror, not daring to move at all, and begged for mercy: "Cultivator... monk, I didn't say anything, don't be angry, you are so powerful that you can definitely catch a good remnant soul, I will give you a high price,
Don't mess around."
Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly: "I, Wang Tiezhu, will not do such dirty things. Let me ask you, did an old man send three remnant souls today? No, two remnant souls and a spirit?"
Everyone was grabbed by the throat, and naturally they had something to say. The man laughed dryly and said: "Well... Zhang Laodao did send three high-quality goods today, but he said they were too expensive, so we let him
I took it directly to the Palace Master. As for whether it is the two remnant souls and one spirit you mentioned, I really don’t know the details."
Just when Wang Tiezhu was about to let go of the other party, he suddenly found that the person leading the way was missing.
And somewhere in the Phantom Palace, a rapid horn sounded.
As the horn sounded, countless monks flew into the sky, and almost all of them were followed by a remnant soul.
At this time, even Wang Tiezhu was shocked, because several of the monks were accompanied by residual souls whose strength had reached the level of a semi-immortal.
Wan Ling'er's expression also became solemn, and it was obvious that she had not expected such a battle.
Wan Ling'er said: "What a Phantom Palace. I thought they were kicked out and had no place to go. It seems they have some plot against our Spiritual Realm Country."
Wang Tiezhu said: "It seems that the new palace master is really brave. No wonder he can replace Yao Rui."
Wang Tiezhu and Yao Rui were not friends, but from his understanding.
Yao Rui hasn't gone so far as to buy the remaining souls at will.
On the contrary, when Yao Rui was the palace master, most of the remaining souls came to seek refuge voluntarily.
But which of the remaining souls of the half-immortal body was not a famous figure in the past? Would they willingly sign a master-servant contract with a monk?
The answer is obvious.
Therefore, the other party must have used some means to control these remnant souls.
The old man who was almost strangled to death by Wang Tiezhu was now flying among the crowd with a proud look on his face.
"Wang Tiezhu, right? I tried to dissuade you not to come in, but you didn't listen. Now it's impossible for you to leave even if you want to. You just wait to be killed and take out your soul. You will be like them in the future.
Same, become a tool of my Phantom Palace."
Wang Tiezhu smiled and shook his head: "You are so ugly when you are a villain. Since you have mobilized so many people, if I don't give you some color, do you really think that I, Wang Tiezhu, am easy to handle?"
