Chapter 1221 The Souls of the Three Kings of the Past Dynasties
"It's you again!"
"It's you again!"
The same two sentences came from Ling Zhi and Zuo Junbufan's mouths respectively.
Zuo Junbufan glanced across the entire secret realm. When he saw the mess on the ground, he was slightly surprised and said in surprise, "I really saw you, and I was able to do this."
"Haha." Ling Zhi sneered, looking at Zuo Junbufan's eyes without any concealment of murderous intent.
When the Luoye Sect Tower was opened, the other party was in the tower, as a fellow disciple, persecuted Ye Qingcheng to exit the tower's soul sea early.
Later, after leaving the tower, he spread rumors, trying to kill him.
When the Three Kings Palace instigated forces such as the Wang family and Xinzong to attack Luoye Sect, he tried to kill Zhou Xuanqing as his disciple as the Great Elder. In the end, he failed and actually killed the Great Elder with his own hands.
Zhou Xuanqing didn’t, but Ling Zhi could feel his regret and self-blame!
No matter which point these are determined, Zuo Junbufan must die!
"Zuo Junbufan? Hurry up, save me out!" The king was in the palace. After hearing Zuo Junbufan's voice, he screamed loudly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
Zuo Junbufan looked at the King's Palace wrapped in ribbons, looked at Bu Shuang with some vigilance, and then sneered, "King, you have used the King's Palace, and you are still beaten like this. You, the master of the Three Kings Palace, are really weak."
"I learned from the inheritance of your ancestors that they are all very strong!" Zuo Junbufan sneered.
Then, the dead auras around him merged into each other, and three illusory figures appeared beside him.
Zuo Junbufan made a move with one hand, and among the disciples of the Three Kings Palace, three warriors of the Ninth Level of Artistic Realm flew over.
At this moment, he was at the level of the half-step king realm, and even stronger, between the king realm.
His strength grew rapidly and was exaggerated, and he had never been pulled down by Lingzhi.
The three warriors of the ninth level of artistic conception were summoned by him, and they could not move all over. They only felt the soul power of Zuo Junbufan's body fluctuations. The three powerful men screamed and their heads drooped.
"What a cruel heart." Bu Shuang frowned and said.
After extinguishing the soul power of the three strong men, Zuo Junbufan clapped his hands, and the three phantoms beside him were covered with death aura, rushing towards the remaining bodies of the three strong men.
In the blink of an eye, each entered his body, Zheng
"You have ruined all the waste, so many half-step king realm, and you have only these few defective goods left. I am afraid that the power will be reduced by at least 20%!" Zuo Junbufan cursed while controlling the fusion of the phantom and the corpse.
The king was in the King's Palace for some reason, but he didn't return the words and became quiet.
The phantom and the corpse merged very quickly. After several breaths, the three corpses suddenly opened their eyes.
He made the same move - moving his hands and feet, and then stood beside Zuo Junbufan.
Except for those eyes that were dead and without any sense of emotion, they were no different from living people.
"It's really the forbidden method recorded in the hall. You actually got it from there!" The king was in the king's palace, but his soul power could detect everything outside. It was not until this time that he exclaimed.
"The method of taboo?" Zuo Junbufan smiled contemptuously, "Isn't the magic technique created for people to use? There are no taboos that cannot be avoided."
"But your strength is clearly the soul of the palace masters of my Three Kings Hall for you. How can you use their residual souls to refine this evil thing?" Perhaps because of the reasons involved in the palace masters of all dynasties, the king rarely showed a trace of "humanity".
However, Zuo Junbufan has never been a person who would give up making himself stronger because of emotions. He just glanced at Wang, "If I don't refine them, can you be trapped by them and die in a turtle shell like you?"
"Whoever runs will die now!" Zuo Junbufan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, several dead energy flew out. Some disciples of the Three Kings Palace who escaped because of fear did not even have time to scream.
The flesh and blood on his body became dry, as if he was swallowed by the dead energy and had no vitality at all.
The death was very miserable.
The disciples of the Three Kings Palace suddenly became panicked, but under Zuo Junbufan's eyes, they trembled and quieted down.
The dead energy returned and entered Zuo Junbufan's body. He licked his lips like enjoyment. His eyes, which were still unsatisfied, were exactly the same as what the king had revealed before.
"Evil magic!" Ling Zhi held the Xuanyuan Sword and said angrily.
"How about it, is it much more advanced than the evil magic used by the king, and it is much better than the evil magic?" Zuo Junbufan said with a smile.
Bu Shuang took a step forward, her voice became colder, "All those who have practiced evil magic will die. This is the consensus reached by the warriors!"
"Senior, you can deal with the king and solve it as soon as possible." Ling Zhi took a quick step and stood in front of Bu Shuang, "And let him leave it to me."
"You?" Bu Shuang frowned and looked at Wang Dian. She really couldn't take action in a short period of time. Otherwise, once the king had the intention to escape with the help of Wang Dian, even if she could not kill the opponent through Wang Dian, the top-grade king soldier.
but……
"But although he is not afraid, the three dead bodies beside him are a little evil. If I guess correctly, they must be the remnants of the kings of the Three Kings Hall in the past dynasties. Their era is not comparable to that of the king in front of you."
"After all, it's just a remnant soul, right?" Ling Zhi chuckled, stopped and rushed towards Zuo Junbufan.
For himself, for Ye Qingcheng, Zhou Xuanqing, and for the Luoye Sect, Zuo Junbufan must die.
And he must kill the other party with his hand!
"Hmph." Zuo Junbufan snorted, and he was so proud that he did not use the three dead bodies. He rushed towards Ling Zhi alone, "When we had a battle in the soul sea of towers, you were attacked by the colorful soul-raising lotus and won by chance. Last time you used the power of the tower, now, I think what else do you have to rely on."
"I advise you to bring those three dead objects with you, otherwise you may not have the chance to use them later." Ling Zhi said contemptuously.
"You and I have the same realm, and in the same realm, I, Zuo Junbufan, will never lose to anyone!" Zuo Junbufan was not afraid at all.
I saw six waves of death aura rushing from Zuo Junbufan toward Ling Zhi in a row.
Ling Zhi took mysterious steps and swooped away.
Chapter completed!