People looked at Sun Ning, who had shown calmness and wisdom throughout the battle, and endless praises surged from around Chaoguan Lake.
"It's easy for Young Master Qi Qing to deal with Xiao Qiushui and Mo Daiqiu who have already become semi-saints. It's easy for Song Que to deal with Young Master Qi Qing. The difference between them is really shocking when you think about it. I never expected that he would be so powerful."
The situation!"
"It has only been half a month, but he is already many times stronger than when he fought against Jiao Tiancheng!"
"I finally understand why "Sirius Fengyunlu" opened a special issue for him and treated him with such a high standard of four pages and eight pages. Song Que is a terrible person."
"Don't talk about becoming the number one person in the Great Sage World. Even if he becomes the number one person in the Sirius plane in the future, I will definitely not be surprised!"
Then, everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the Qi Qing Gongzi's answer.
After all, the matters related to the Underworld Demon Cult are too big and directly related to everyone's interests.
Young Master Qi Qing groaned in pain and said with difficulty: "I have never practiced any of the Huangquan Emperor's true skills, and I am not a member of the Demon Cult. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. If you beat me, I will let you go."
You deal with it. But you slander me like this, you really have ulterior motives and are murderous."
He naturally knew that this matter related to the Underworld Demon Cult was of great importance and he could never admit it. On the contrary, as long as his true soul did not come out, even if Sun Ning hurt himself to some extent, it would never threaten his life.
Young Master Qi Qing looked at the young man who was standing high above him, with a hint of trance in his eyes.
It has only been so long, but this person actually possesses such means. If he is allowed to continue to grow, I am afraid that he may die in his hands.
The crowd was in an uproar.
When Mr. Qiqing said this, many people subconsciously thought that he was trying to find a suitable excuse for killing people. After all, everyone in the Underworld Demon Cult could kill them.
The Demonic Cult has disappeared for thousands of years. It is, after all, too far away from most warriors, so far away that people almost forget its existence.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Sun Ning's mouth, and he said lightly: "It's okay if you don't admit it. I have my own way to make you tell the truth."
The next moment, he stretched out his white jade-like palm, and a faint green light emerged from the palm. With a flick of his finger, this green light disappeared into the Qi Qing Gongzi's eyebrows.
"Soul-eating wooden thorn, stab his soul for me!"
Sun Ning said lightly, and Young Master Qiqing, who had always remained calm, suddenly let out an almost shrill scream like a slaughtering pig.
One after another, the extremely sharp thorns pierced deeply into his sea of consciousness, pierced his spiritual power, and even pierced the core of his divine sea - the star soul!
Each of these endless spikes carries the power of the Wood Emperor's immortal body. Each one pierces the soul, which is beyond human endurance. What's more, how many of them pierce together?
Sun Ning finally activated one of the innate magical powers of the Wood Emperor's Immortal Body - the Soul-Eating Wood Thorn, and stabbed it wildly and unceremoniously.
The crowd looked at this scene in inexplicable horror. They were truly shocked. They really couldn't imagine what kind of punishment there was in this world that could torture a strong man of this level to such a state in just a moment.
I saw Master Qi Qing's body, which had been severely injured, constantly twisting. His legs, which at first still had the strength to kick, soon became as motionless as a dead person, as if they were stiff and stiff.
The shrill scream was very sharp at first, but after just a few seconds, it weakened significantly.
In less than fifteen seconds, all that was left was heavy breathing and no sound could be made, which showed how intense the terrible pain was.
Sun Ning's eyes were cold, and his expression was still neither sad nor happy. As soon as he thought, the soul-eating wooden thorns in the Qi Qing Gongzi sea of consciousness immediately disappeared, and his whole person became slightly stronger.
His face was red and swollen, his eyes were bloodshot, and the skin exposed outside his clothes had a layer of dark bruises.
"The soul-eating wood thorn has been planted. From now on, your fate is up to me, not yours. Now you can always tell me what your relationship is with the Underworld Demon Cult, right?"
Sun Jing said quietly: "If you don't tell me, I won't mind at all. I'll just play with you more!"
Young Master Qi Qing curled up like a dead snake and refused to say anything.
Sun Ning smiled faintly, without hesitation, and in his mind, the Soul-eating Wood Thorns fully unfolded again.
The sharp and shrill screams rang out from the battle platform of life and death again, piercing the sky above Chaoguan Lake.
Endless pain swept through the Qi Qing Gongzi again.
This time, Sun Ning was rude and pushed for half a minute.
The soul-eating wood thorn is a powerful method of punishment. The ancient Qing Emperor used this secret method to pry open the stubborn mouths of countless people. The first time Sun Ning used it, it fell on the Qi Qing Gongzi. He got what he wanted and showed no mercy.
meaning.
If the Soul-eating Wood Thorn were not too overbearing and should never be used for more than thirty breaths at a time, Sun Ning would really have the urge to continue the torture.
Young Master Qi Qing woke up leisurely. His bloodshot eyes were staring at Sun Ning with a look of deep resentment and hatred. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he asked coldly: "Do you want to know about me?"
Who is it, isn’t it?”
"Originally, I never wanted to reveal my true colors, but you keep forcing me... You asked for it!"
After this roar, a golden light suddenly emerged from the head of Master Qi Qing.
The golden light rushed into the sky and transformed into a man wearing a flat crown on his head, a wild dragon robe, a dragon belt around his waist, and golden dragon boots on his feet. He was dressed like a peerless emperor and had a majestic body like a demon god.
Infused into his body, a surging power of the Holy Path surged through his body, as if rolling up a wave.
"Gu Dongyuan, it is indeed you!"
Sun Ning's pupils shrank for a while, looking up at the huge figure bathed in the golden light in the void, and said solemnly: "It turns out that this Qi Qing Gongzi is a clone that you cultivated. However, with just your clone's true soul,
Can you do anything to get me?"
Just now he saw Master Qi Qing silently activating the power of the Holy Way to repair the serious injuries he suffered. When he looked at his half black and half white robe, he suddenly thought of the Sea Dragon King, the Great Sage World.
The great saint, Emperor Dongyuan.
Of course, this is just his guess.
However, because of this, he acted mercilessly, using soul-eating wood thorns and other almost cruel punishments to finally force out the true soul of Emperor Dongyuan's clone.
"I'm not mistaken, that seems to be... Emperor Dongyuan!"
"Isn't Emperor Dongyuan in seclusion? Has he left seclusion?"
"Why did Emperor Dongyuan suddenly appear here? What is his relationship with Young Master Qiqing?"
The crowd was inexplicably horrified, and most of them were confused and confused about the sudden change.
"Young Master Qiqing is actually a clone of Emperor Dongyuan!"
Only a handful of great saints with superb cultivation and extensive knowledge could see it.
The way of clone is a profound method that only great saints can practice. After successful cultivation, you will obtain your own body outside the body, that is, the clone.
There is usually only one clone. However, the more powerful the clone method you practice and the deeper your cultivation, the more likely you are to cultivate multiple clones.
When a great saint chooses to cultivate a clone, he often uses it as his second life, and does not show it to others easily. If the original deity encounters danger, dies or is destroyed, he can rely on the clone to revive in a relatively short period of time.
Enter the holy path and reach the same level of cultivation as before.
Of course, the cultivation of clones is a difficult process, and if there is no opportunity, it will not be an easy task for a great saint.
Among the saints in the Great Sage World, no one has ever disclosed the fact of having a clone.
No one thought that this young master Qi Qing, who had been invincible since his debut, was actually a clone of Emperor Dong Yuan.
When other great saints were thinking about making friends with Sun Ning and leaving a good relationship with him, only Emperor Dongyuan cleverly used the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions as bait to challenge, and as expected, Sun Ning was attracted.
Climb onto the stage of life and death.
Emperor Dongyuan's ideas are very insightful.
As long as you control Sun Ning on the stage of life and death, not only can you deprive him of all the treasures on his body, including the ancient Qing Emperor's orthodoxy, but he himself will become his own slave and a tool for refining elixirs for himself.
All of this was very imaginative, so he sent his clone, which he had cultivated with great difficulty.
But what he never expected was that after the battle with Jiao Tiancheng, Sun Ning's cultivation level would skyrocket.
Since the beginning of the fight between the two sides, Sun Ning has always maintained a crushing momentum, defeating him easily. Even because he could not hold on to the terrible pain of the soul-eating wooden thorn, even the clone's true soul was forced out.
When Qing Yezi saw this, he became furious and rebuked: "What a treacherous old dog, he actually used his clones to deal with us. Among all the saints in the Great Sage World, there has never been a single person who can act like him."
insidious."
Huo Yanxia shouted loudly: "Junior brother, the true soul of the saint's clone has at least 10% of the cultivation level of the original body. You must not take it lightly!"
"Brothers, don't worry."
Sun Ning never looked back and shouted from a distance: "I won't take him seriously even though he is just a clone of a true soul that is neither human nor ghost. Since he dares to appear in this world, he can be killed by me. It can be regarded as the revenge of the past. I will advance it in advance."
Charge some interest.”
Sun Ning's eyes were cold and murderous.
He was severely injured that day due to Emperor Dongyuan's sneak attack, which killed Huangfu Baihu. His murderous intent boiled in the parallel space, and he condensed the sword of murderous intent. When he saw his enemy at this time, his murderous intent was really raging, and he was extremely jealous.
"What a arrogant, horny kid!"
Emperor Dongyuan, who was bathed in the golden light, had already made a majestic voice: "Ant, let me see where you can escape this time!" (To be continued)