Chapter 2858
Above the Roulette of Destiny, above Duanmuling's soul, a blue-red light appeared on it, as if it was burning.
That is Duanmuling's soul.
Fate is invisible, but it can be seen on the roulette of fate. Duanmuling's soul is surrounded by black air, obviously already plagued by bad luck and full of signs of death.
After passing through Duanmuling's soul, invisible curse silk spread out and projected into the vast void in the distance.
On the roulette, there were phantoms, all of which were women.
They are all Duanmuling's clones.
As Long Xiaoshan said.
A person can divide countless souls and create many clones, but the fate of these clones is still one, and the soul of life cannot be cut. No matter where the clone is, it is Duanmuling.
This is also the reason why Long Xiaoshan is not afraid of Duanmuling's comeback.
Watching the life soul curse silks complete one after another.
"The soul of life is to attract the enemy, and the bad luck curse kills!"
Long Xiaoshan spoke coldly, and the huge roulette of fate rotated. Duanmuling's life soul was black light soaring into the sky. The lights of bad luck were like monsters, following the life soul curse silk, and rushed to the depths of the boundless void...
Millenniums away, a priestess sitting cross-legged in a tribal temple is receiving worship from countless tribal believers.
She is the spokesperson of the gods of this wild tribe.
He once used miracles to drive away evil spirits and was regarded as a god by the entire tribe.
Suddenly, her heart felt something, and the seal hall on her eyebrows became pitch black, her magic power was out of control, and the can of magic weapon in her hand suddenly exploded, and countless evil spirits collected by her rushed out of it. These evil spirits pounced on her and swallowed her essence and blood wildly.
Amid the shrill screams and the panicked gaze of the believers, the priestess' body was directly sucked into a corpse...
There is also a more distant land, in a dynasty called Ziye Kingdom, a most powerful concubine just poisoned the emperor with poisoned wine not long ago, colluded with her gangsters, and ascended the throne as the empress.
The throne ceremony was underway, and a rumbling sound came from the sky. The empress and all officials looked up, and their faces were shocked. That day, meteorites fell from the sky in the purple leaves, razing the entire palace to the ground...
There is also a female cultivator who practices in the cave. At the critical moment of his practice, she suddenly runs wildly through blood and becomes possessed by the devil, and dies...
Such scenes.
It is constantly staged in every corner of the Zhongtian Realm.
Every time a person dies, the invisible thread of fate will be destroyed. In just less than a cup of tea, hundreds of threads have dissipated, which also represents the destruction of hundreds of clones of Duanmuling.
"Ao—"
On the Roulette of Destiny, Duanmuling's soul was still there, and the scenes of being cursed by the Soul of Destiny were all displayed on the Roulette of Destiny, so she could see with her own eyes that her clone was cursed by Long Xiaoshan one by one.
Duanmuling was really scared at this time.
No matter how many times she was killed by Long Xiaoshan before, she would not be afraid, because she knew that her clone was scattered everywhere, and as long as one clone was still alive, she would be reborn like cell division.
She will never completely die.
This is the terrible thing about the Soul-Submission Technique.
However, as the Life Soul Curse killed her clones one by one, Duanmuling truly felt that the doomsday was approaching.
In just a short time, her clone was almost completely killed.
Moreover, she could see that all her clones were on the roulette of fate, and none of them could escape. Once all her clones were destroyed, what awaited her was complete death.
"Long Xiaoshan, I was wrong. I spared me. I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to be slaves to you for life, and don't kill me."
"Xiaofu, considering that we are all from Cihang Jingzhai, please help me ask Long Xiaoshan, and he will definitely agree to you. As long as I let me go, I will pass on all the experience of the Cihang Sword Book to you."
Duanmuling wailed and begged for mercy.
It seems that he is more afraid of death than ordinary people.
A ruthless person may not be truly ruthless. He is just ruthless to others, but he values ​​his own life extremely much, and surpasses everything. Otherwise, he will not abandon everything and regard everything as straw dogs, kill his love and nature, just to seek the great way.
Therefore, Duanmuling was so afraid of losing her composure when she was approaching her death, because everything she valued the most was lost.
There was no response from the void.
No matter Long Xiaoshan or Ling Xiaofu, it is impossible to let Duanmuling go.
Chila, fate is like a demon, swallowing Duanmuling's last clone, and the last spell of fate is also annihilated.
At this time, Duanmuling's soul was dying. So many souls were annihilated, and the remaining soul was naturally fatally damaged. The dark light of bad luck rolled, completely swallowing up her life soul.
Bang!
Duanmuling's soul did not even scream, but exploded in the roulette of fate and dissipated into nothingness.
At this point, this female cultivator, who crisscross the earth and the Lingxu Star, has ended her bizarre and sinister life for two thousand years.
The dragon and phoenix life souls in the void were intertwined for a long time. After Long Xiaoshan confirmed that Wen Qingcheng's life soul was restored, he separated. The fate roulette disappeared, and the blue light in Long Xiaoshan's eyes also disappeared.
His face was a little pale.
He activated the Destiny Pearl and used the magic technique of changing fate against the heavens, which caused a great loss to him.
However, his cultivation level is much higher than Wen Qingcheng after all.
As his strength continues to grow, his life soul will grow stronger. Destiny sounds mysterious, but in fact it is also a manifestation of his own strength, opportunity, and inheritance. Long Xiaoshan is carrying a variety of treasures, and has successively broken through the golden elixir and proved the Taoist saint monk. He defeated so many powerful opponents. The fall of each opponent is also accumulating his luck.
Now his life soul is so powerful that he is unprecedented. Even if he uses the heaven-defying fate technique to sacrifice part of his life soul power to Wen Qingcheng, it will not affect the fundamental reason. Moreover, the fate souls can nourish each other when the fate of the two intersects.
So it will not be as difficult as Wen Qingcheng saved him.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan's eyes were staring at Wen Qingcheng sitting there. After a long time, Wen Qingcheng's eyelids moved and opened his eyes. The two of them intersected, and they suddenly looked like magnets and could no longer be separated.
Wen Qingcheng's consciousness had actually recovered after the previous fusion of life and soul.
The two joined forces to completely curse Duanmuling.
However, Wen Qingcheng is now truly awakening. That glance is when the meeting between golden wind and jade dew is better than countless people in the world.
The endless joy between the two of them surged into their hearts. The past experiences were like dreams and could no longer be described in words. They were just looking at each other for a long time, silence was better than sound.
"Brother, it seems that your beautiful girl is finally back."
Chapter completed!