On the top floor of the Underworld Tower, the old man with a white beard watched the entire scene in the Underworld Tower through a fist-sized glass ball.
But now, suddenly an extremely cold wave came from below, causing him to instantly appear in the corridor, his eyes like lightning, looking towards the place where the cold air came from.
But the icy cold air passed away in a flash, and other powerful ghosts in the underworld only sensed it, but they didn't know where it came from.
"It's strange, that breath just now was extremely strong, where did it come from?
Could it be that someone is trying to take action in my underworld tower?"
The old man with a white beard stood in the corridor and looked around, but the aura that had disappeared just now disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.
In the private room, Xiao Yu looked at Mr. Wuji in front of him, then threw out a few talismans and pasted them on the surrounding walls.
Then he flicked his fingers, and the black and white Tai Chi that originally shrouded Mr. Wuji's head shook slightly.
Mr. Wuji stood in front of Xiao Yu, still talking and laughing, as if he was as stable as Mount Tai!
"As expected of Mr. Wuji, you are still calm and unhurried at this juncture. I really don't know where your confidence comes from!"
Xiao Yu circled around Master Wuji twice, then stretched out his hand and gently grasped it in front of him, and the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword appeared in his hand.
The Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword was like a rare treasure in this place filled with ghost auras. As soon as it came out, it emitted a faint white light, forcing the approaching ghost auras to retreat to both sides.
Seeing the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword in Xiao Yu's hand, Mr. Wuji's expression suddenly changed.
This kind of fairy sword can do very powerful damage to their ghosts, especially when he has no resistance at all.
"Xiao Yu, what do you want to do? You have to know that in Wucheng, you have no chance of escape. You saw it just now. I can say that I responded to everything."
Young Master Wuji was struggling at first, but he didn't expect to be able to actually speak, so he immediately shouted at Xiao Yu.
The other party's voice was loud, but it was limited to this room, because Xiao Yu had set talismans on the surrounding walls, so after the sound encountered those talismans, it would continue to bounce back, so that the ghosts outside could not hear what was inside.
movement.
"So what if you respond to a hundred calls? Am I going to be afraid?
Now I will give you a chance to survive and let your Niutou bring all those Tao ghosts up."
Xiao Yu put the wooden sword on Master Wuji's shoulder, and his voice gradually turned from gentle at first to cold.
"By the way, I have a bottle of soul-transforming water here. I don't know what the reaction will be if I pour it on you, but Mr. Wuji has the cultivation of a ghost king, so he will definitely be able to resist the corrosive effect of the soul-transforming water."
Xiao Yu once again took out a small glass bottle and shook it in front of the other party. The slightly turbid liquid inside gave off a rotten smell.
The soul-transforming water caused Xiaobao to suffer inhuman torture, so Xiao Yu kept some of it for emergencies.
"Hmph, you can't scare me. What if you say this is soul-transforming water or soul-killing water?"
Mr. Wuji snorted coldly, glanced at Xiao Yu, and said with some disdain.
"Really? Then let's do a field test to see if your ability is as powerful as your breath."
Mr. Wuji is still a bit arrogant and unruly, because there is no word of surrender in his dictionary.
But this is also the reason why the young master in a high position has not suffered any hardships. If he had felt the effect of the soul-transforming water, he would definitely not say such arrogant words again.
When he saw Xiao Yu take out the Soul Transformation Water before, his expression changed slightly. He just thought of the legend of the Soul Transformation Water. He heard that if he lost it in the Soul Transformation Pool, he had a narrow escape from death.
But when he thought about how little soul-transforming water was in the glass bottle in Xiao Yu's hand, he became a little disdainful.
"Come on now, if I frown, I won't be a good man."
Mr. Wuji's bones were still very hard, and Xiao Yu was not verbose. The glass bottle tilted slightly, and a few drops of soul-transforming water fell directly from the mouth of the bottle and fell on Mr. Wuji.
"Pfft..."
It was like red-hot iron tongs that were suddenly put into cold water and made a popping sound.
"Ah...Yao Dao, I'm going to kill you."
For the first time, Mr. Wuji's whole face became ferocious after trying the effect brought by the soul-transforming water.
Looking at his body again, there was a long mark where the soul-transforming water dripped just now.
The soul-transforming water rolled down like red-hot molten iron, leaving a long rotten mark on Master Wuji's body.
A rotten smell spread in the room, making people sick to smell it.
"What, just two drops are enough for a man like you. If this bottle of water is poured all over your body or face, I think your handsome face will never have a chance to see anyone in the future, right?
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As Xiao Yu spoke, he tilted the mouth of the bottle again, preparing to pour all the soul-transforming water onto the opponent.
"Stop it, stop it, you lunatic."
Mr. Wuji was finally scared at this time. He had never felt the effect of soul-transforming water on the soul before. Today, after suffering inhuman torture, he realized that that thing was more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Why, are you scared?"
Since the other party begged for mercy, Xiao Yu would certainly not force him again, so he immediately put away the glass bottle and looked at the other party.
"what do you want to do?"
Mr. Wuji looked at Xiao Yu and said coldly, his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.
He regretted that he should not have arrested Xiao Yu directly in the first place, but that Yelang was arrogant and led him here to bring disaster upon himself.
In hell, Mr. Wuji's name is too loud. Who dares not to give him face? That's why the other party is so bold and invites Xiao Yu to negotiate with him.
However, how can a person avoid getting his shoes wet while walking in the rivers and lakes?
This time he learned a vivid lesson, which is the consequences of arrogance and arrogance.
"I told you before, let Niutou bring up all the Taoist ghosts below, without missing a single one."
Xiao Yu looked at Mr. Wuji, as if he was afraid that the other party could not hear clearly, and spoke word by word.
"If you want me to talk, then you have to let me move, right?"
Mr. Wuji seemed to have found a chance to escape and immediately smiled.
Upon seeing this, Wu Xuan took a step forward and looked directly at Young Master Wuji.
"What are you doing? Do you want to enslave me?"
Seeing Wu Xuan's empty eyes, Master Wuji began to struggle again, but his struggle had no effect on Wu Xuan.
"Woo...Woo"
The white-robed guard on the side also screamed when he saw his young master being controlled, but his voice could not spread beyond the scope of the black and white gossip.
After a quarter of an hour, the black and white gossip above Mr. Wuji gradually dissipated.
Young Master Wuji, who was originally struggling, has now calmed down. He stood next to Wu Xuan with a very humble smile on his face, like a loyal nurse.
