Chapter 433: Zhu Mei’s Death (Part 2)

The short old man Zhu Mei, knowing the sea of ​​sea.

Drops of nectar are like the drizzle in March, drizzling.

It seems that these nectars are very small, but none of them have been wasted. All the nectars are buried in the soul of the short sor Zhu Mei.

Wen Jin saw that Zhu Mei had strong support from the short man, so he stopped him immediately. However, he could not hinder the nectar at any level by slightening his sword energy. The nectar seemed to not exist, and in this way, he passed through the atomized sword energy.

At this time, Wen Jin realized that these nectars are tangible and unrealistic. Unless he understands his fundamental function, he can use the law to break the law. Otherwise, he will be helpless in it.

After understanding this, Wen Jin no longer stuck to it and continued to put all his energy on the soul shield of the short sorceress Zhu Mei.

For monks, the body is the foundation, and the soul is the foundation. Wen Jin does not need to completely erase the soul of the short-shou Zhu Mei. As long as he is injured, the body will also be damaged under the sympathy of the qi. The body of most monks is undoubtedly much more fragile than the soul. The soul of the short-shou Zhu Mei is no exception.

As long as the short-skinned Zhu Mei's body is damaged to a certain extent, it will counter the soul again, causing its strength to decline. At that time, it will be much easier to deal with the short-skinned Zhu Mei.

"Swish, shit, shit,..."

The sword energy gathers and disperses, and it is a sword rainbow that splits into the sky, and it is a small needle that disperses. It attacks and attacks the soul shield of the short old man Zhu Mei with a huge momentum. It has done its best without leaving a single step back.

In just a moment, the short old man Zhu Mei's soul shield shrank greatly, leaving only a thin layer.

This situation naturally made Wen Jin very happy. "Old man Zhu Mei, if you are treacherous and like a ghost, I am afraid you can't think of my true foundation. If you find the wrong direction, you will be destined to die today!"

Wen Jin urged his sword energy to the extreme, and he had to continue his efforts to break the entire soul of the short man Zhu Mei. At this moment, a clear and bright light shone on the soul of the short man Zhu Mei inexplicably.

As soon as this ray of light appeared, the time, the dense demons who helped Wen Jin deal with the soul shield of the short old man Zhu Mei instantly disappeared nearly half. Moreover, they were still disappearing at a very high speed. It was as if these demons were blown away like the light smoke.

"Hui Guang?! So that's it. The effect of these nectars is this!"

Although Wen Jin, who had some understanding, knew that he was only one step away from killing the soul of the short old man Zhu Mei, he also understood that at least there was no chance at this moment.

Because wisdom can often be reversed with unparalleled effects at critical moments.

Sure enough, with a loud "boom--" sound, although Wen Jin condensed an unparalleled powerful sword energy, the short old man Zhu Mei still dispatched enough power to resist in a state of almost divine and wise manner.

This result was as expected by Wen Jin. Although it was a pity that he missed such a good opportunity, he was not disappointed or depressed because he had found a better way through the actions of the short sor Zhu Mei.

Above the short old man Zhu Mei's soul, the cool light was brighter and brighter, dazzling but not dazzling. With the strength of this light, the devils who came came were destroyed in pieces, and soon, only Wen Jin was left, who was "resisting stubbornly"!

"The Demon King, I am worthy of being the Demon King!" At this moment, the short old man Zhu Mei spoke again, "It's a pity that this is the human world, not the place where the Demon King should stay. Get back!"

The short old man Zhu Mei's words were like thunder, and they were heard in abundance, but they could not hear a trace of emotions from them, which seemed unusually dull and natural. As if these words were taken for granted, they were not worth betting on extra emotions.

As he spoke, the short old man Zhu Mei's soul trembled, and then a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Wen Jin understood that the short old man Zhu Mei must have clearly analyzed his three-life entanglements and thought that he could resolve it without any reason. At the moment, Wen Jin acted as if the demon king from outside the domain should have, and shouted a low and depressing cry.

"You'd better stop here forever, otherwise I'll come again. By then, I'll let you see my truly invincible power!"

As the voice gradually weakened, Wen Jin's image gradually faded, and soon, it completely disappeared and turned into nothingness.

As soon as he saw this, the smile on the face of the short old man Zhu Mei became brighter. However, at the same time, the clear water light emitted from his soul disappeared completely.

At this moment, the short old man Zhu Mei could sense the situation outside. However, his heart couldn't help but be confused, "The devil's calamity has passed, and the heavenly calamity has passed, why haven't I been promoted to a celestial immortal yet?"

The short man Zhu Mei's murmuring words were naturally heard by the Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming and others. They also found it incredible that they didn't know why.

At this moment, a loud sound suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of the short old man Zhu Mei, "Although the demon catastrophe has passed, there are still people calamities, and there are countless calamities, how can you become an immortal? It's a pity that you have no chance!"

Accompanied by this sound, a sharp and sensational lightning suddenly emerged from the void, and in an instant, penetrated through his soul.

Then, the soul of the short old man Zhu Mei shattered like glass.

"How could it be? Shouldn't you disappear?" The short son Zhu Mei was greatly surprised. This surprise even made him ignore his state of death.

"Do you really think there will be a demon king coming to the world to prevent you from becoming enlightened? Think about it yourself, are you worthy?" Wen Jin's sword light shook and showed his figure, "I am Wen Jin, I came to kill you!"

"How could you have such cultivation? You, you actually transformed into a demon?" Zhu Mei was shocked again when she saw Wen Jin's demonic power.

"Everything is thanks to you. If you hadn't been to the realization of the celestial immortal this time, I would not have had to spend such a price!" Wen Jin smiled on his face.

"I think I have done your best to you, so do you really hate me so much?" Zhu Mei asked again.

"You said that's a confession. However, now, hatred or not is actually no longer important. What's important is that you and I will always have a break in our entanglement for three lifetimes! I hope you and I will have a good ending in the next life!"
Chapter completed!