Old Dong thought he had seen through it. Ye just wanted to attract him. Unexpectedly, he also brought the Great Elder Lin Shao. Originally, if Ye had not been controlled by mana, he would still be able to fight.
Now, Ye is unable to participate in the battle, and there are only a few miscellaneous fish left. Trying to kill him, Mr. Dong and Lin Shao, is simply a dream!
At the same time, he was also glad that he had not been dazzled by the benefits. Instead, he told the Holy Lord about the matter, which invisibly saved his life!
Thinking of this, Mr. Dong couldn't help but smile: "It's a pity. Such a meticulous arrangement. If I were greedy and came alone, I would probably die here."
"It doesn't matter how many people you come with." Wang Shuo put the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth. After eating, he showed a hearty smile.
He stood up and came to the entrance of the space, looking at Mr. Dong and Lin Shao!
"It's just you?" Mr. Dong frowned and looked at Wang Shuo with some displeasure. This man was only in the early stage of a saint, but he still dared to speak arrogantly. He simply didn't know how to live or die.
"Ye, do you know what the consequences will be if the Holy Lord knows about what is going on here? Your mountaintop, disciples in the sect, and your Taoist companions will all die in the Holy Soul Hall, without exception!" Dong
The old eyes glanced at Ye Ye, and his expression became even colder.
"There is also Yu Qinglong. He just came out, but he did not escape, but stayed in Mingxutian to ambush. If he left and went to find Yu Dasheng, there might be a glimmer of hope. But unfortunately, now, he has only one way to die!
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"Have you said enough?" Ye Jingping glanced at Mr. Dong and said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Dong hasn't figured out the situation yet. Senior, after controlling these two people, the four strongest masters in the Holy Soul Palace, you can
Controlled three!”
"Senior? Pfft~" Lin Shao couldn't help laughing. Ye called a monk in the early stage of sainthood senior? This was the funniest thing he had ever seen.
Mr. Dong also frowned. This night... the more he lived, the more he returned. With this kind of cultivation, can he be called a senior? Could it be that he has been with Yu Dasheng for a long time and can be called a senior? Then Yu Dasheng
Aren't the people around him all Ye's seniors?
Thinking of this, the two of them looked at Xiang Ye with a little disdain.
He couldn't even see the situation clearly and blindly took refuge in Yu Dasheng. This person really didn't regret his death. It was okay that he didn't have enough brains, but he was still stupid and no one could save him.
Even if he doesn't die this time, something will happen to him one day.
"Ye, when I met with your colleagues, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect that I was wrong all along." Mr. Dong shook his head, and slowly, a dragon-headed crutch appeared in his hand, golden in immortality.
The red color is mixed, and a pair of dragon eyes on the dragon head are shining with a faint brilliance, as if a dragon will jump out at any time, lifelike.
Lin Shao also took out a heavy knife with black light, and glanced at it with cold eyes, filled with ice!
Both of them took out their magic weapons and looked at the night in front of them, as well as Wang Shuo: "You are the leader of this matter, right? I didn't expect that such an important matter would be handed over to a weak person. But that's right,
After all, no one can trust Ye with his brain to do things!"
Having said this, even Mr. Dong himself couldn't help laughing.
His eyes were calm, and he slowly took a step forward, pointed the dragon-head crutch in his hand suddenly, and was about to speak, when Wang Shuo said coldly: "Don't you think you talk too much?"
"I talk too much? Haha, you're laughing so hard at me. How dare you say such things when you are about to die?"
Mr. Dong was slightly angry in his heart. He was already a mortal man, yet he dared to make sarcastic remarks? He really didn’t know how to live or die. In this case, just give him a ride!
Thinking of this, he was about to take action with the dragon-head crutch in his hand, but the moment he took action, his body became a little stiff and unable to move.
A strange feeling surged through his body, as if his body was blocked.
Like thousands of laws related to imprisonment, they came to him.
"What's going on?" Mr. Dong's eyes trembled, feeling inexplicable. Why couldn't he move?
And after Great Elder Lin Shao took out the heavy black sword, his whole body felt like thousands of stars and countless chains were attached to it, and his body was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
This sudden feeling made him raise his head, look at Ye, and asked in shock: "Ye, what did you do to us?"
"Yes! Night! It's night." They looked at Ye with doubts on their faces.
Ye shook his head and pointed at Wang Shuo: "You have to ask your seniors to find out. I don't have this ability."
"Senior? Isn't he an early stage saint?" The two looked at Wang Shuo, their eyes full of shock. Isn't this person an early stage saint? How could they be imprisoned?
No……
This is not the early stage of sainthood.
The eyes of the two people were wide open, and they could feel the subtle changes.
It is indeed the early stage of sainthood, but it is just a rule, it is the early stage of sainthood.
Among his countless subtle auras, there are the early, middle, late, and peak stages of sainthood... all the auras are mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them.
But the aura that Wang Shuo really felt for them was indeed that of the early saint, and it was just one of his many laws.
"You... how is that possible?" Soon, the two of them felt more and more laws, and even began to pour into their bodies from a distance.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand...or even more.
Laws are constantly pouring into their bodies. Their bodies are like sponges, with water trapped in every corner.
This moisture is the law of Wang Shuo's release.
With more and more rules, their bodies began to tremble, and bursts of stinging pain made them groan.
A fine cold sweat broke out on his skin, but he couldn't move. He could only feel the pain quietly, imprisoned in mid-air.
Others did not feel these pains when they were controlled by Wang Shuo.
This time, Wang Shuo wanted to teach these two people some lessons, so he injected a lot of laws, and there were some laws about pain.
Under the superposition of many pains, the two people's expressions began to distort, and even their souls were trembling. They looked at Ye, with pleading in their expressions.
Ye sneered and said nothing, just watching quietly.
Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why aren't you talking now?
Do you think it’s enough to lock my cultivation with the Soul Locking Needle? As everyone knows, the real boss here is actually Wang Shuo, the Taoist in Tsing Yi who looks unattractive!
He is the most terrifying person here.
As for Mr. Dong and Lin Shao, fine cold sweat gradually appeared on their bodies, mixed with drops of blood. Their expressions became more and more distorted, and the pain continued to pile up, and they even rolled their eyes.