"Do you know what this is called? This means that there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell. You break in, provoke Ning Mo, and see reincarnation. Do you think you can escape?"

Ning Tao imitated his tone and sneered.

As he spoke, he used all his strength to activate the Nine Turns of Nirvana and Samsara Sutra between his eyebrows. Its devouring power is an enhanced version of the Key to Immortality and the Way of Devouring, and is extremely domineering.

It can be imagined that even a ray of the remnant soul of the Mingsha Supreme was broken on it.

Although in the current situation, he is just a powerful Immortal Emperor, but he does not look weak, and can even struggle a little, and unlike the remnant soul of Mingsha, he has spiritual intelligence, not just a soul power.

When the power reaches a certain level, even the Nine Turns of Nirvana Sutra will be broken through.

But Old Man Huangquan obviously doesn't have enough level.

Even if it is not at its peak, the power of the soul is only compared to the early stage of the Immortal Emperor, so it is almost impossible to escape the constraints.

"Ahhhhhh..."

"You...who are you? No...no, little...little friend, spare my life. We have something to discuss. I have treasures and...and inheritance, which I can give to you..."

"The Imperial Law, this is the Imperial Law, don't... stop sucking, let... let me be a cow or a horse."

The old man in Huangquan was in difficulty and frightened.

The older people get, the more they fear death.

Especially dying at the hands of an immortal king is so unacceptable. This time it was his poor eyesight, but the price was too high.

There is no way to break away from this terrifying suction.

Even in the Underworld, he couldn't successfully sense it, let alone escape with the help of power.

Ning Tao sneered. He originally thought that a fierce battle was inevitable. Being in this small world, he was at a disadvantage. But who would have thought that he would actually come to die. This really saved him a lot of effort, which was very surprising.

I saw that the energy storage of the Nine Turns of Nirvana Sutra kept increasing, but Old Man Huangquan became weaker and weaker.

The soul shadow became increasingly bleak and transparent.

In the blink of an eye, half of his body had disappeared.

"Please...please..."

Old Man Huangquan said with a trembling voice in despair.

That look was as pale and cold as death.

Just when he was completely despairing, Ning Tao suddenly relaxed his swallowing and murmured: "Let you go?"

This short sentence seemed to bring a glimmer of light to the dark world of Old Man Huang Quan. His eyes suddenly widened, trembling, and begging: "Little... little friend, no, sir, I... I admit defeat, I admit

plant."

"I am willing to dedicate my secret knowledge with both hands. It is a top-grade imperial method that countless people dream of. It also has the treasure of my life. I only ask you to spare me once..."

Upon hearing this, Ning Tao had no expression on his face, just shook his head, and then increased his devouring force.

As if he was planning to absorb this move.

In a breath or two, there will be no more old man in the world.

"No... no, I am willing to surrender. Sir, I am willing to surrender. The living Old Man Huang Quan is worth much more than the dead Old Man Huang Quan..."

Old Man Huangquan screamed desperately with red eyes.

This was his last cry, as if he was holding on to the life-saving straw in order to survive.

But as soon as he said the words, he suddenly felt that the devouring power was weakening. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly thought that there was hope. Ning Tao touched his chin, raised his eyebrows and said: "This is what you said. It's still too late to regret it now."

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To be honest, his original plan was to kill a hundred people, but then he gradually felt that it was not worthwhile.

I am new to the Four Realms, so I can't be so reckless.

Although he knows nothing about this place, there are definitely not too many powerful people like Old Man Xiang Huangquan. If he really dies, it will definitely cause huge fluctuations in the four realms.

That means it will attract attention.

And, as his last sentence said, life is indeed worth more than death.

"I have absolutely no regrets. It is my highest honor to serve you, sir." Old Man Huang Quan lowered his head with difficulty.

This move completely shattered his heart. Seeing Old Man Huangquan was like seeing Abi Hell. It was all in vain. He who was so powerful and famous that even Yu Wenchuan dared to disrespect him was completely dead.

Now there is only an old man in Huangquan who is trying to survive, to survive, and to hope.

Seeing this, Ning Tao immediately turned over his hand and took out the contracted slave seal, and said leisurely: "Bring on your soul and serve me, maybe you can reach a higher level in the future."

Old Man Huang Quan's face turned pale, and he only had weak soul power left at the moment. Although he didn't know what a slave mark was, he probably sold himself. As for what could be achieved by reaching a higher level, he thought it was just lies.

But later I realized that Ning Tao also said it was missing...

Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to sign the contract. A moment later, the contract was signed under the light.

I saw a flame-like mark between the eyebrows of Old Man Huang Quan. This was the sign of Ning Tao. He was under control. His life and death depended on... just a thought.

Seeing that the contract was completed, Ning Tao immediately withdrew his Devouring Power. After looking at the eighth turn, he found that it had actually reached 5%. It had previously been increased to 6% in the Desolate Realm. Although the improvement was not much, he was still very satisfied.

This old guy must have suffered some kind of trauma, which caused his strength to be greatly reduced, and he was even on the verge of death.

Thinking of getting rid of this crisis.

"Sir," Old Man Huang Quan shrank into a ball, his whole soul was in danger and seemed to collapse. Seeing Ning Tao looking over, he quickly changed his words: "Master...Master..."

Seeing this, Ning Tao frowned. If he continued like this, it wouldn't take long for him to dissipate.

I need to find a body to live in.

The original physical body is no longer useful, and it may speed up death. No wonder he can't help but want to seize the body.

Ning Tao pondered for a moment, then suddenly took out Yan Mo with a wave of his hand and said: "Let's stay here for now."

"Puppet...puppet?"

Old Man Huangquan was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't care anymore. After all, it was still a body, and it immediately turned into a yellow light and shot into Yama's mind.

Not long after, Yama started to move on his own initiative, and it was Old Man Huangquan who was moving his body.

He was surprised to find that although this puppet was not very strong, it could probably fight against an ordinary Immortal Emperor, and its physical strength was unbelievable.

Where did this guy get his treasure?

Could this kind of magnanimity belong to those in heaven?

After thinking about it, Old Man Huangquan quietly touched the traces of flames between his eyebrows to see if the strength of the slave mark could be erased quietly. But as soon as he touched it, his entire face turned pale as paper.

This contract of betrayal was stronger than anything he had ever seen.

Even if Ning Tao didn't intervene, it would probably be very difficult for him to erase it with his own power.

If you don't do it right, your soul will be gone.

"Damn it, where did this kid get these damn things?" Old Man Huangquan cursed in his heart. He was a great Immortal Emperor and was crushed to death by an Immortal Lord.

It makes me feel depressed just thinking about it.

But at this time, Ning Tao slightly activated some slave marks, which immediately caused Old Man Huangquan to roll on the ground in pain and scream. The former came to the physical body, took off the space ring and other objects, and counted them one by one.

There is nothing valuable, and I really don’t know where he gets the pride. The only thing that can catch his eye is a high-grade imperial law called "Yellow Spring Scripture".

But that’s about it.

"Master...Master, I was wrong, I never dare to do it again," said the old man Huang Quan, holding his head and having a splitting headache.

The ground cracked when the steel-like head hit it.

There was a "boom" sound.
Chapter completed!