Chapter 432 Reverse face ruthless, master and servant halberd facing each other, heavenly demon without phase, killing secret

"Well, who do you think I am? - I have never repented what the king of purgatory said!" The king of purgatory is not happy.

"Unfortunately, I never care about your so-called reputation. Take the rules mastered by the gods of Zhou as evidence and take an oath!" Fengyun Wuji said mercilessly.

"You! ...Well, you have no choice. You have to agree. If you don't, you have to agree. The king of purgatory said coldly.

When Fengyun Wuji heard the words, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a trace of cold light flashed under his narrow eyes: "Interesting, you are really rich! ..."

Fengyun Wuji said sarcastically: "I don't know whether the great king of purgatory believes it or not. Before you deprive me of my divine spirit with power, the ant in your eyes has paid me enough to make you regret it, and before you get it, it will detonate the divine spirit!!"

The king of purgatory's body shook slightly, and his huge bronze eyes stared at Fengyun Wuji, but Fengyun Wuji did not give up. The two strong demons with huge differences looked at each other for a long time. Finally, the king of purgatory was silent for a moment and said in a low voice, "You won, you damn ant!"

The move of Fengyun Wuji's animation sky killing has left a deep impression on the king of purgatory.

"If you want to be divine, just swear. Anyway, as long as you don't have the intention to repent, there is no real difference to you if you don't swear." Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently.

Looking at the heart of the wind and clouds, the king of purgatory clearly felt the magic that the power had not yet been exerted. His will wavered and licked the saliva flowing from his mouth. The king of purgatory struggled in his heart: "This is a good thing... How many top-quality gods can it be. The most wonderful thing is that he hasn't exerted his divine power, and the divine has not received any pollution. As long as you get it out, you can use it completely for yourself - what a good baby. With this god, maybe I can really cultivate the god of our purgatory demon god. At that time... However, how can I submit to an ant and swear so humiliatingly that the great king of purgatory must not submit!"

"Has it been considered yet!" Feng Yun Wuji said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you out of the abandoned land, I swear!" Between ** and the possible failure to steal chickens, the king of purgatory finally made a vow of humiliation.

"Wait when the transaction is completed, I swear, I will kill you!" The king of purgatory stared at Feng Yun Wuji and thought fiercely in his heart.

Fengyun Wuji has been staring at the king of purgatory, without letting go of any of its changes, insight into the nuances, the instinct of the magic worm at that time.

"You damn lizard reptile, when the time comes, I will let you know how awesome I am! ..." Feng Yun Wuji said fiercely in his heart. Although the two hated each other, they did not break this point in a tacit understanding.

"Well, I have made a vow, but now, I don't want to take you out of the abandoned land. I'm hungry. I'm going to look for food. In addition, we need to add one to our conditions. It takes a lot of energy to shuttle through the abandoned land barrier, and you have those subordinates, which can be used to supplement! There is absolutely no room for negotiation..." The depressing king of purgatory in his heart left this sentence fiercely. Without waiting for Feng Yun Wuji to answer, the huge long lizard's tail slapped heavily on the ground, leaving a huge tail mark dozens of feet long on the ground. Then it broke up like a cannonball, and the huge body swayed in the air. Suddenly, it folded and disappeared to the West...

On the ground, Feng Yun Wuji looked stunned and waited for the king of purgatory to leave. Feng Yun Wuji's eyes flashed a trace of proud and gloomy light: "Hey hey, do you think I care? ...Kill, kill, hum, I was going to take action, and you will save me trouble - damn reptile, when I have the field, I will clean you up... No, I must find out your real name and let you be a slave for the rest of your life! Humph!"

Step by step, a wisp of magic escapes from the side of the body. After the wind, Feng Yun Wuji has turned into a shadow and disappeared in the sky.

Ah!

Screams kept coming from all over the abandoned land. In the screams, the proud laughter of the king of purgatory could be faintly heard. The king of purgatory, who was full of anger, urgently needed to vent, and the demons of the abandoned land naturally became victims. A person is panicked and rushing in a hurry...

Killing Demon Palace, the towering Killing Palace is still shrouded in a thick gray fog, and only the blurred outline of the line is looming in the fog, showing a ferocious feeling. It's like selling angrily, squatting in the dark, choosing someone.

The battle is still going on, and the killing demons are still going to expand our territory for the Lord of the Killing. But all of this is not what Fengyun Wuji is considering now, and all of this is not what he will consider.

At this time, Fengyun Wuji is thinking about how to get out of here.

With the help of the soul of killing, the spirit of killing has accumulated for a long time over the abandoned land, which has been absorbed by Fengyun Wuji.

Although there is no clear rule, it is obvious that the body of the magic insect is not considered for the inheritance of killing at all. Therefore, the final problem facing Fengyun Wuji is that the killing magic formula has still failed to reach the third level. But for the spirit of killing, the absorption of the body has reached a state of saturation. In desperation, the absorbed gas of killing can only be stored between killings for later use.

The light wind flows like water, and the wind and clouds look up at the sky. There, the spirit of killing is still extremely strong. In a short time, it is not enough to absorb the breath of killing here, even if there is a star-sucking method to help. The contract has been concluded, and I will leave the abandoned land immediately...

"I'm really unwilling!" Feng Yun Wuji looked up at somewhere in the air without sighing, and his eyes were full of greed.

"Why don't you leave the shadow of killing here and continue to absorb the spirit of killing?" The sound of the soul of killing once again sounded in Fengyun Wuji's mind.

"..." Feng Yun Wuji was furious: "The shadow of this killing is closely related to me. If you stay here, will you wait for someone to absorb it?"

"The master is worried too much. It doesn't matter if the killing magic secret is mysterious. The shadow of the killing is a by-product of the killing magic secret and will not affect the master. The director only needs to think that he is a controllable external incarnation... In fact, the shadow of killing is to escape for the master's body to be destroyed in the inheritance, or to meet the dark monarch before he is immature. However, it seems that there are not many people who really cultivate the shadow of killing and can successfully use the incarnation to escape.

"In addition, the magic worm that the master himself does not have, when the master enters the turbid demon pool and washes the body, he will have a second incarnation!" The soul of killing said in an extremely calm tone.

"Oh, what about the shadow of the killing in the abandoned land? Can there be two shadows of killing at the same time?

"No way!" The answer of the shadow of the killing is very concise: "Master, don't be too greedy. One soul of killing is enough. There can't be two. A level of killing magic formula can only cultivate one soul of killing. When the second soul of killing is cultivated, the first soul of killing cannot maintain its shape, and the soul of killing automatically collapses, but the You can choose to keep the first or second shadow of the killing. Once the choice is made, in an instant, the master can instantly transfer his soul to any remaining shadow of killing!"

"..." Being greedy by his own spirit, Feng Yun Wuji's heart was depressed. However, what the soul of the killing said also moved his heart: "In this way, at the moment when the body collapses, you can choose to escape in this way!"

"That's right," the soul of the killing affirmed, but the next words undoubtedly hit the bottom of the valley: "There must be a glimmer of connection with the soul transfer. The enemy who can blow up the master's body can generally find the soul of the master's killing through various contacts. In the 120th generation of master, his enemy It follows the continuous connection between the body and the soul, directly blows through the void with one palm, and kills the killer inheritor who is transferring the soul in the vast void..."

"...There shouldn't be so many such masters in this demon world, right?" The first distracted mind said carefully.

"I don't know, but if you meet the dark monarch and let him use the power of the gods in advance, the master will definitely die!" The answer of the soul of killing did not leave any affection for Fengyun Wuji.

"Shut...account!" In the dark huge spherical ban, Feng Yun Wuji's original motionless body suddenly opened his eyes and swept away to the left with one punch, dan! The dark and shiny killing armor suddenly made a loud noise, and the ferocious helmet rolled out of his head and rolled far to the ground.

"You bastard, you have never seen a spiritual weapon like this. Am I the master or are you the master? I've been looking at you for a long time. How dare you tease me like this!" In addition to the prohibition, the eyes of the shadow of the killing suddenly stagnated, and the soul of Feng Yun Wuji has been transferred to the original body. His eyes soared, he stepped on the ground that was corroded into sand by the majestic killing spirit, strode to the rolling killing helmet, stepped heavily on the helmet, and only half of the helmet was stepped into the gravel.

"I'm honest with me. I think your ex-master is too indulgent to you, saying that they threw you out at the last minute to maintain the inheritance of the armor of killing. Humph, I have long suspected that you abandoned them at the last moment... I don't want to be hurt by you at the last moment!"

Fengyun Wuji was completely pissed off by the soul of the killing, and the anger in his heart was completely detonated. During this period, the wind and clouds produced a very uncomfortable feeling: it was not that he was controlling the soul of killing, but that the soul of killing was controlling him. Not to mention this feeling is too irritable.

"Master, what do you want to do? ..." The soul of killing is still unexpectedly calm, as if there is something to rely on.

"Hey hey, do you think I dare not kill you? I don't want to keep something disobedient with me.

"Master, you can't erase me, and without my help, your strength will be very slow to improve. At least, in terms of killing, with my help, you will improve quickly. The soul of killing still has a very flat tone.

"Well, you are really fearless!" Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the huge magic saw through the body and bombarded at the residence of the weapon spirit in the armor of killing!

Buzz!

When Fengyun Wuji took action, not far away, the killing armor that fell to the ground suddenly made a buzzing sound. In the buzzing sound, the sound of the soul of killing reached Fengyun Wuji's mind: "Master, my task is to maintain the inheritance of the killing armor without extinction. Although I am a weapon and you are my master, you can't order me to do something, and..."

After a pause, the soul of killing continued, "Moreover, you can't destroy me, because my soul has long been integrated with the armor of killing. Except for destroying the armor of killing, you can't hurt me. As for the armor of killing, it is impossible to destroy it except for the Lord God's own action!"

Oh!

The whole sentence of Fengyun Wuji's soul being killed triggered his anger: "I don't believe it, I can't destroy you yet!" The huge god-level demon came out of the air, and there was no reservation to hit the weapon.

Buzz!

The armor of the killing shivered, and finally the whole body bounced up with a buzzing sound, standing like a person, the foot armor slowly rotated, slowly turning to Fengyun Wuji, and there was a strange and strange atmosphere in the air.

Cow! Cow!

The headless armor of killing seems to turn into a ghost, like the armor of the string breaks out of the air and shoots into the wind and clouds. The armor is not yet approaching, and a crazy killing opportunity has broken out of the air...

"Presumptuous." Feng Yun Wuji was furious. Originally, he expected that the soul of killing was not like an ordinary weapon soul, but he did not expect that in the inheritance of killing, it was simply manipulating the master of killing, not the master of killing enslaveing it.

"Do you want to rebel!!" Fengyun Wuji shouted for a long time, his left hand was horizontal, and his long hair behind his back was angry, pointing straight to the sky.

Buzz!

The armor roared. In the armor, a wisp of blood flowed from the heart to the whole body. In a blink of an eye, the blood line flowed all over the body like a cobweb. At the same time, Fengyun Wuji's body was full of blood.

An iron arm has been stretched out to the wind and clouds, and the killing armor suddenly stopped in the air. At the front end of the dark iron armor, a magic cloud storm is extremely unstable, and the blue thunder and lightning containing great energy shuttle through it...

The soul of killing is integrated with the armor of killing, while Fengyun Wuji relies on the blood contract and controls the control of the killer.

Touch!

A huge force came from his feet, bouncing off Fengyun Wuji's right foot, and the ferocious helmet of the soul of killing was slanted from the ground, floating in the void, thinking against Fengyun Wuji.

"We can cooperate well, which is good for everyone! And... although you can control the armor of killing, but... I am the armor of killing!"

"Cooperation, I don't need a partner," Fengyun Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "I only need slaves, slaves who are absolutely subdued!"

"Master, I said you can't destroy me!" The soul of killing still said in a calm and indifferent tone, and the two blood-colored crystals in the helmet burst into a blazing light. There is a hint of threat: "You need my help!"

"Is it? Maybe..." Fengyun Wuji's pupils shrank, and his voice with a strange charm, getting lower and lower...

A stream of talking black fog emanates from Fengyun Wuji's body. Under the miniature eyelids, the eyes are suddenly full of ink, and in the depths of the pupils, there seems to be talk about clouds floating out...

Roar!

A deep roar from the depths of the soul suddenly came from the void, and Fengyun Wuji's original solid body suddenly twisted and turned into a virtual shadow of conversation, and his facial features and even his whole body were hidden in a fog...

"Tianmo Wuxiang..." A talking voice floated in the void.