???Gu Zhen was fighting with Ming Zhishang and others, and his clone had already taken away the soul-recovering move. When they realized it, Gu Zhen didn't know where he went.

"Ahem, soul-summoning banner"

When he woke up from the soul-recovering move, he found that he was in a ruin. His whole body was in pain, but he obviously saved his life and his injuries were stabilized.

The most important thing is that the Soul Conjuring Banner was placed next to him, and someone must have saved him. Is that person stupid? Doesn’t he know what the Soul Conjuring Banner is? Or, Ming Zhishang and others found it with conscience, but this is unrealistic.

"You're awake"

Gu Zhen knew that the soul recovery move had woken up, so he came in.

"Who are you, why do you want to save me?"

The Soul Recovery Shoot was extremely puzzled. Who was this person? He actually saved him with a mask and returned the Soul Recovery Banner to him. This is the good person who came here.

"The King of the Palace"

Gu Zhen said solemnly, saving people without leaving a name, it depends on what the situation is.

"You are the King of the Palace of the World, why do you want to save me?"

When he heard the Soul Recovery Way, he was shocked. Unexpectedly, the one who saved him was the most mysterious King of the Human Palace recently. But why did he save him?

"I have helped you stabilize the injuries on your body, but I can't help you remove the prison needle in your body for the time being."

Gu Zhen did not answer him positively, but what he said was that the soul-recovering move was a smart person, and he could understand it.

"Haha, the God of Prisoner, the Soul-Recruiting Banner, is it really an ominous thing? No matter who it is, you won't end up getting this Soul-Recruiting Banner. No matter who it is, you will end up playing a bad life with the Soul-Recruiting Banner. I am like this, and my father was the same back then. There are many people who died for this Soul-Recruiting Banner in the past. Take it away."

The soul-returning strike understood the terror of the Prisoner. He could not suppress the Prisoner of the Prisoner of the Heavenly Dao. But he heard that the Taoist Master died under the Prisoner of the Prisoner, which was from the Secret Treasure of the Witch Clan.

Extremely terrible.

"Soul-Summoning Banner, please keep it."

Gu Zhen said without looking at it. The Soul Recovery Banner can be said to be definitely a powerful weapon, but Gu Zhen does not need it. He has a Soul-Scrawling Sword.

And there is also an immortal-killing flying knife that has not been opened. He has already had a lot of magic weapons on him, and more magic weapons may not be a good thing. Moreover, what he values ​​more is the master of the True God Realm of Soul Recovery.

"Stay here, be buried with me, haha, your heart is so dark. If anyone knows that this soul-striking banner has become my burial object, it would be a waste of life. The King of the Palace of the World, don't you even dare to move and ask for this soul-striking banner? Haha, it's also true that such an ominous thing has become a certain number. Whoever takes it will die?"

The soul-recovering move became a little crazy and nonsense at this time.

"The fixed number does exist, but everything will be exceptions. No matter any fixed number, as long as it encounters variables, there will be exceptions. I will return to the soul. I ask you, is life or death."

Gu Zhen now understands that fixed numbers and variables are complementary and multiplied. You cannot say that you cannot make sure numbers, nor can you say that there are no variables. No matter how many fixed numbers are, as long as they encounter variables, they are no longer fixed numbers.

And he is a variable, and there are too many accidents in him. Whether it is the body or the shadow body at this time, he always feels that even if his shadow body is separated from the body, he still has the Nine Transformations of Taoism Sutra, and this variable cannot be separated from it.

"So what about life, what about death, can you do? Do you want me to surrender to you? Haha, the King of the Palace of the World, who would die if he could live?"

The soul recovery shot laughed loudly. In this situation, he was just letting the mermaid r. What else did he do? Ask him for life or death. Of course he wanted to have a life, and the one who wanted to die was definitely a brain problem.

"I can cure your wounds, but the Prisoner of the Divine Prisoner may not be able to be removed. However, I can only help you seal the Prisoner of the Divine Prisoner, but you must surrender to me for a thousand years."

When Gu Zhen rescued the soul and naturally investigated his situation, although the soul-recovering the soul-recovering the soul-recovering the soul-recovering the soul-recovering the soul-recovering the fourth level of the True God Realm, he was already in the Heavenly Dao, and he would have the power to protect the body. The biggest problem was the Prisoner of the God of Prisoner, but he also came up with a way to temporarily suppress the Prisoner of the God of Prisoner.

"You really saved me. It's impossible. Even my fate cannot be suppressed. This prisoner needle, the prisoner needle, was a secret treasure of the witch clan in the past. It killed countless people and even the Taoist master could not remove it. Unless the witch clan members, they might understand this method."

The Soul Recovery Strike obviously didn't believe it because he had heard of the Prison God Needle, otherwise Bai Huang, the owner of the Little Soul Palace, wouldn't have used this Prison God Needle to deal with him.

Only the people of the Witch Clan may have a way, but ordinary people of the Witch Clan may not understand this method, and the whereabouts of the strongest ghost witch tribe are now unknown, so who knows where they are?

Besides, Seal, his fate, and the fate of the True God Realm cannot even suppress it, so what about Seal?

"Since I have said it, I will naturally know how to do it, but it all depends on yourself. Submission to me for a thousand years is enough. After a thousand years, whether you go or stay, I will never force you."

Gu Zhen shook his head. It doesn't mean he has no choice but to do it. He is afraid that even the Little Soul Lord himself can't save the soul recovery move. You can tell from the tone of the Great Soul Lord at that time.

"Save me, as long as I surrender to a thousand years, you are joking. For the True God Realm, a thousand years are just a blink of an eye."

When Huihunzhao heard Gu Zhen's tone, he obviously did it, but he could not believe him if he only made him surrender for a thousand years, not Yongzhong. Who is so stupid?

"Your thousand years may be short, but my thousand years are very long. If this king cannot make you willing and work hard for the Palace of the World, then this king naturally has no reason to keep you."

Gu Zhen's expression became serious. His words seemed to have already made a promise to return the soul. At the same time, he also understood a truth. He was making a plan for you explicitly, so this plan was not a plan, but an open plan.
Chapter completed!