Inside the soul-eating flag, ghosts were lingering, two pairs of scarlet dragon eyes lit up, and the black dragon soul opened its bloody mouth, waiting for the master's command to swallow Chu Muyu's remaining soul in one gulp.
It's more than that.
In the dark fog.
The Soul-Eating Banner's main spirits, such as Youyue, Longyuan, Huben, and Xuesha, are also ready to go.
The fierce murderous intention has already surrounded Chu Muyu.
"Little friend Tang, I, I was impulsive just now..." Chu Muyu blushed, as if he wanted to find an excuse to get over it.
But Tang Ming's cold eyes made his heart tremble.
"To be honest, that monk named Cui Songyuan is a descendant of an old friend of mine. I just saw that he was about to be killed, so I took action without control."
"Little friend Tang, I know I was wrong. I am willing to double the reward I promised you earlier. I also ask my friend to join forces with me to repel the powerful enemy and save the descendants of my old friend."
Chu Muyu bowed his hands and saluted Tang Ming.
"If I make a mistake, nothing will happen?"
Tang Ming spoke indifferently.
"Little friend Tang, you come from Secular China and already have a big feud with the four major sects. Moreover, although your identity is well hidden, there is no guarantee that there will be no risk of leakage. The only way is to kill these people..."
Before Chu Muyu finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
Boom!
Inside the Soul-Eating Banner, black mist condensed into cages, imprisoning him around him.
"roar!"
The black dragon soul suddenly jumped out, opened its bloody mouth, and breathed out the ghost fire dragon's breath, instantly igniting the entire Soul-Eating Banner.
"Tang Xiaoyou, what do you mean?"
Chu Muyu frowned, and his whole body was filled with energy, turning into a body-protecting true aura to block the Dark Fire Dragon's Breath.
At the same time, he punched with his hands, and even though there was only a trace of the soul left, the power of the soul's fist was still fierce, defeating the black mist cage one by one.
After all, he is also a powerful person in the Tribulation Realm. The strength of this residual soul is no less than that of an ordinary person at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.
"What do you have the nerve to say about me?"
A touch of sarcasm emerged from the corner of Tang Ming's mouth: "Chu Muyu, calling you "senior" is already giving me face. Who would have thought that you were shameless in giving me face? Not only did you retaliate for kindness, but you also dared to threaten me with my identity!"
The other party deliberately mentioned his identity before, just to threaten Tang Ming and join forces with him.
this.
Tang Ming's bottom line has been touched.
"Little friend Tang, I misunderstood, I'm just telling the truth."
Chu Muyu glanced outside and said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to an end. It's a bad idea for us to fight internally now. Let's work together to fight the enemy and tide over the difficulties..."
"unnecessary."
Tang Ming interrupted him with a cold tone: "I'll refine you first before it's too late!"
Boom!
Black mist surged inside the Soul-Eating Banner, and a looming stone tablet appeared.
Along with the shadow of the stone tablet, a dark storm suddenly rose in the venue, and a cold and cold aura filled the entire venue.
A strange inscription also appeared in Tang Ming's palm.
"Fragments of the soul-suppressing tablet!"
"Soul-Suppressing Seal!"
Chu Muyu's pupils suddenly tightened, and he exclaimed: "Why do you have these things?"
Soul-suppressing tablet fragments and soul-suppressing seals are specially designed to overcome the secret techniques of the soul path.
Especially for a monk like Chu Muyu whose body was destroyed and only a remnant soul was left, he was his natural nemesis.
Once suppressed by the Soul-Suppressing Monument, the remaining souls in the light case will be shattered, and in the case of the serious case, they will fall into hell and be punished forever, and life will be worse than death.
The soul-suppressing monument trembled, stirring up the dark fire and rushing towards the front.
Chu Muyu's eyelids trembled with fear, and he no longer cared about hiding his strength. He reached out and pinched a mark in front of his eyebrows, and runic armor suddenly appeared on his soul. Each rune was extremely ancient and vicissitudes of life.
A dark golden mountain-cutting ax was held in the palm of Chu Muyu's hand.
His whole body was covered in dark gold armor, covering his whole body, and even his head was covered by a dark gold double-horned helmet, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes.
The armor is on.
Chu Muyu's whole person's energy and energy became different, and his aura was like a rainbow, unlike the remnant soul of a seriously injured and dying person.
"What, you're not pretending now?"
Tang Ming sneered, stared at the fully armed Chu Muyu for a moment, and said with a smile: "Ancient rune armor, inherited by blood and soul, I finally understand why Jing Qing wants to kill you, and why you want to save Cui Songyuan."
"You are all the remnants of ancient times!"
"Including the woman wearing the colorful glass chain, Kunlun Territory really hides a big secret!"
boom.
Chu Muyu's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart even made him unable to control his breath. Waves of energy burst out from his body, like thunder.
Ancient relics!
A woman wearing a colorful glass bracelet...
"Tang Xuantian, you, who are you?"
Chu Muyu was extremely frightened at the moment. The deepest secret in his heart was being unearthed. With his state of mind, it was somewhat unbearable.
"Of course I am Tang Xuantian."
Tang Ming sneered and took a step forward.
The probing hand slammed down.
The Soul Suppressing Seal exudes the power of soul confinement, and this palm is filled with powerful space laws, sealing off the surrounding area.
Chu Muyu's pressure surged, and he suddenly struck out with the dark gold mountain ax.
Zheng!
The Shura Flying Sword also slashed down, blocking the attack of the mountain-opening ax. At the same time, the soul-suppressing monument trembled, and a surging force hit Chu Muyu, knocking him away from the range of the Soul-Eating Banner.
Chu Muyu frowned and was about to continue fighting.
Sudden.
A sharp pain deep in his soul hit him, causing him to scream in the sky, his soul almost collapsed, and the dark gold armor on his body even dimmed.
"puff……"
Chu Muyu's breath was weak, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, struggling to get up, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.
On the contrary, the severe pain from the depths of his soul was like a knife tearing his soul apart.
This kind of pain cannot be isolated or resisted.
"ah!"
Chu Muyu fell to the ground paralyzed, the dark gold armor on his body began to melt, and even his own soul could no longer hold on.
"I will destroy you easily."
"Don't forget that when I helped you get out of trouble, you already surrendered to me in order to get rid of the restriction of the ruins."
Tang Ming was condescending and stared at Chu Muyu coldly.
Follow his thoughts.
The severe pain deep in Chu Muyu's soul became more intense, causing him to roll on the ground and roar like a wild beast.
If this scene was seen by outsiders, they would definitely be extremely shocked to see Tang Ming torture an old monster in the Tribulation Realm so miserably.
This is an old monster from the Tribulation Realm!
In the Kunlun Territory, it is an existence with top combat power, not to mention that Chu Muyu is of ancient blood and has unparalleled combat power!
"Tang Xiaoyou, I, I was wrong..."
"I admit that I was too impulsive at first. I admit my mistake and accept my punishment. I am willing to swear an oath of heaven. After leaving the ruins, I am willing to increase my reward tenfold. In the future, Tianwuzong will also join forces with Secular China..."
Chu Muyu weakly begged for mercy.
"Not enough."
Tang Ming said coldly: "Originally, if you don't retaliate, I will let you go free after leaving the ruins."
"But it's different now."
"I want you to fight for me for ten years, work for me for ten years, and obey my orders for ten years!"
"Promise, you can live."
"If you don't agree, you will lose your soul!"
Tang Ming's words were extremely domineering.
Zheng! The soul-suppressing seal fell, floating three inches between Chu Muyu’s eyebrows, and its aura was extremely cold.