Honghua took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. I don’t know why, as long as she encounters these things related to Baihua, she feels very irritable. Logically, this situation should not have happened to her.
A strong man who locks the soul of the human being.
"But letting Baihua envoy come is definitely not the idea of the saint, it must be the decision made by the immortals in the sect!"
The calming red flower immediately figured out the key, and there were intrigues wherever there were people, even if there were mysterious forces like the Black Mix Holy Sect that forced its top leaders to be absolutely loyal to the Black Mix Holy Sect.
Because the loyal objects of these high-level officials are only the Black Million Holy Church, not a certain person.
The saints are the most respected in the Black Mix Holy Church, followed by the Seven Great Sages, but there are also some veteran figures who have long joined the Black Mix Holy Church and have the same rights and status as the Seven Great Sages.
However, these people are so old that they can't walk anymore. They stay in the Black Million Holy Church all year round, unlike the Seven Great Sages who are handling their respective tasks outside.
"It's obviously just a group of old immortals who are about to be buried. They are still here to interfere in the plan of the Holy Church. I'm really ungrateful. Let's take a look!"
The red flower made a red light flash in her eyes, and her figure disappeared from the spot, turning into a red light and shooting into the sky towards the path that Yinjue Valley must pass.
Although she was very unhappy now, the Hei Mi Saint Church had the most plan, so she had to suppress this discomfort in her heart and prepare to settle the accounts in the future.
...
"I said, why are you hiding the qi in a place like Yinjue Valley?"
Seeing Wang Beijiao who had woken up, Yuesheng asked, who was bored while rushing to the road.
Wang Beijiao was silent for a moment. Although he had escaped from the charm, he had not completely turned his mind. His memory of the previous events was very clear.
"What method did that fox control me?"
His voice was a little dumb and his mind was in chaos. Although his memory was clear, he just couldn't figure out what was going on and what tricks he had hit.
"As a member of the Wang family, there is no such common sense. It seems that the inheritance of your Wang family has been completely cut off. However, in view of the Blood Breaking Curse, Uncle Yuesheng reluctantly told you... Hum? I didn't expect that the people from the Hei Mizu Saint Sect
So fast..."
At this moment, Yuesheng felt his heart beating, and on a whim, the crisis suddenly arose, his body stopped in mid-air, and his eyes swept around.
The birds around were flying and did not sing, which was so quiet that it made people feel a little nervous. Wang Beijiao, who was held in Yuesheng's hand, couldn't help swallowing, and felt a little scared.
"Hehehe, I thought I would dare to destroy half of the people in the Hei Mi Saint Sect's resident look like? It turned out to be a barbarian!" A silver bell-like laughter rang from all directions.
Yuesheng pricked up his ears, lifted his various feelings to the highest level, looking for the source of the sound.
"there!"
Yuesheng suddenly turned around and looked at the upper left air. A small red figure caught his eye.
Just a glance, he felt the pressure from this figure that was no less than Gu Wen.
"You are the Red Flower Envoy of the Black Holy Sect?"
Yue Sheng cracked his mouth, and was not scared at all in the face of the power of the red flower. Instead, he raised his momentum to compete with him.
As soon as he touched the momentum of the red flower, he felt like he was hitting into the endless silk threads, and each silk thread was rolled towards him, binding his body.
The Red Flower Envoy was like Yuesheng. He felt a wild beast hitting her. The heavy force made her chest feel a little stuffy. Several silk threads in her aura were torn off by the ferocious beast, and a single one appeared.
Touch.
This made Honghua slightly surprised and looked at Yuesheng with interest, "Huh? Not bad. In another hundred or two hundred years, it is estimated that you will have a place in the Lock of Three Souls Realm. No wonder you are facing Thunder Eagle and Water Gemini
Siege, can you still force the Shuizhi to kill me, how about considering joining my rank?”
"Swish! It's just a little girl who locks the soul, and it's worthy of letting Uncle Yuesheng join you? Come on! Let me see what the level of the strong man locks the soul is!!!"
Yuesheng suddenly rose up and swung Wang Beikou in his hand towards the red flower, and his body flashed in mid-air, quickly approaching the red flower.
"It's really stubborn. Although I learned from the information that you are a man with a bad personality, well-developed limbs and simple mind, I didn't expect that you would dare to take action even if you knew the dead end. Today I will let you see the three souls of Lock and the seven souls of the seven souls of the Lock.
The difference between the strong!”
Honghua raised her eyebrows, her hands stretched out from her long sleeves, and instantly became bright red. An invisible gentle force tied Wang Beijiao and pulled it away to prevent her and Yuesheng from fighting aftermath.
Take him.
Her other hand slapped her lightly, and a force that was more solid, dense and vast than the power of the soul flourished, instantly condensed into a blood-red handprint the size of a person in the air, pressing towards Yuesheng.
"Soul Power!"
Faced with the red flower, Yuesheng is not unfamiliar with this vigorous power. He had learned from the memory of the ancestor Huansheng that once he entered the realm of locking the three souls, the power of the soul will hide into the seven souls and merge.
Among the seven spirits, the villain who looks similar to his appearance in Yuesheng's spiritual space.
After the power of soul is completely hidden and locked in the human soul, soul power that is one level stronger than the power of soul will be born.
However, Yue Sheng was not worried about the power of the soul, because the power of the burial transformed by the power of the soul through the strange pattern burial characters is not weaker than him. (To be continued)