Chapter 1990 Nine blows to seduce the soul

"That's it, is that okay?"

Hei Wuchang looked at Jiang Du, and he could already feel that the relationship between Jiang Duling and his flesh was beginning to loosen.

Such looseness is enough to shock any God of the Nine Netherworld, because it is a terrifying thing.

As early as a long time ago, their souls and bodies were fused with ours, but now they are loose. What does this prove?

Falling out of realm?

Or is it easier to be killed?

Jiang Du had a trace of doubt on his face.

"Isn't it said that it can seduce souls?

Isn't seducing someone else's soul drawn out?

Why is my soul just moving?"

Jiang Du asked strangely.

Black and White looked at each other and felt that there was something abnormal about this child.

"If we really draw out your soul, doesn't it mean that your life and death are in our hands?"

Hei Wuchang said.

Jiang Du nodded hurriedly.

"It doesn't matter. I've heard the legend about you two since I was a child. If you two think this person doesn't deserve to die, even if you pull out the person's soul, you two will put the soul back in. I believe you two!"

Jiang Du said with full trust.

Black and white are impermanent...

It's confirmed, this child is indeed abnormal.

"Then we really push hard!"

Hei Wuchang said.

Jiang Du nodded vigorously and said expectantly: "Please don't pay attention to me. It is a lifetime honor for me to be seduced by two legendary figures!"

Hei Wuchang stopped talking, and the two voices once again raised the decibel level, even vaguely exceeding the limit that Jiang Du could hear.

Jiang Du only felt two voices running through his mind.

The tremors between his soul and flesh became more severe, and the system's prompts began to become more intensive.

"Under such exertion, the degree of union between your spirit and body will only last for one third of the time of burning incense, and your soul will be completely separated from your body."

Jiang Du nodded vigorously.

"Next, let's wait and see!"

Time passes minute by minute, black and white are impermanent, waiting, waiting...

Hey, isn't that right?

Is this tremor between spirit and flesh becoming more and more consistent as time goes by?

"Is there something wrong?

Why do I feel that the tremors are not as strong as before? You two adults, there is no need to pity me. I really just want to experience the feeling of being held captive by you two. Just take my soul out. Don’t worry, I will take my soul out.

Give up the territory and immediately surrender to the God of Purgatory!"

Jiang Du said seriously.

Black and white looked at each other impermanently, the eyes seemed to say, will you stop?

Have you stopped?

I do not have it!

I do not have either?

So what's going on?

How about adding some more strength?

good!

Both Black and White Wuchang began to emit light, and the two voices reappeared, but this time, the voices completely appeared in the depths of Jiang Du's soul, and he even felt pain as if his heart had been drained.

The system prompt sounded again.

Jiang Du's face was full of admiration, pain, and yearning.

It was indeed a bit painful, and the trembling amplitude of the spirit and flesh directly reached a higher level. At this intensity, it would probably take less than a minute for Jiang Du's soul to be completely shaken out.

But, he has a system!

The tenacity of willpower is still increasing crazily, and the time is extended from less than one minute to one minute, one and a half minutes, two minutes...

A full three minutes passed.

There was a hint of disappointment in Jiang Du's eyes.

"Could it be that the legend is false?"

Jiang Du murmured in a daze.

He is a little sad!

It turns out that my father was lying to himself. Black and white and impermanence cannot capture a person's soul at all.

Although he didn't say this, the look on Jiang Du's face clearly showed this emotion.

I can't stand the black and white impermanence anymore.

From being worshiped to being doubted now, how comfortable it was to be worshiped before, how uncomfortable it is to be doubted now.

"Full force!"

The two stopped looking at each other, and Hei Wuchang spoke directly.

Bai Wuchang nodded.

The two mourning sticks, black and white, separated directly at this moment, and then black and white began to jump up in the void.

They were dancing a ghostly dance. During the dance, the black and white lights converged, and the mourning stick struck again.

Jiang Du's body shook suddenly, and a shadow appeared directly behind his body.

Just this collision almost knocked out Jiang Du's soul.

The system prompts sounded like crazy.

The shadows began to merge into his body automatically.

The mourning stick vibrated again.

A large area of ​​the shadow began to be shaken out, and then the shadow retracted from Jiang Du's body at a faster speed.

The third collision!

The shadow had formed a vague figure, and about one-third of Jiang Du's shadow was shaken out of Jiang Du's body by the strange sound.

The fourth collision!

Two thirds!

But at this moment, Shadow Jiang Du seemed unwilling to be shaken out like this, and suddenly went back a lot.

In this way, only two-fifths of the shadow remains outside.

the fifth time!

There was a hint of shock on Black and White Wuchang's face. Of the nine blows, it was only the fifth blow that knocked out Jiang Du's soul so much?

Why is this guy's willpower so strong?

the sixth time!

Shadow Jiang Du was shaken out three-fifths of the way. It seemed to have reached its limit and wanted to shrink back a little, but failed.

Seventh time!

Black and White Wuchang's body was trembling faintly. The Nine Strikes of Soul-Spelling was their top prodigy. If they really wanted to complete the Ninth Strike, they would have to pay a heavy price.

The eighth time!

At this moment, almost a complete shadow of Jiang Du was shaken out, but there was still a long shadow connected to Jiang Du's body.

Black and white Wuchang's body trembled more obviously.

They saw the hope in Jiang Du's eyes and gritted their teeth at the same time. Bai Wuchang, who had not spoken since Jiang Du appeared, roared.

"Nine blows to the soul!"

The two danced in an extremely beautiful manner, waving the mourning sticks in their hands and striking each other heavily.
To be continued...