Chapter 342 The Arid Slug

Hahaha....

Xu Le is laughing, and the nine brothers are also laughing. There is a smell of each other's success in the laughter. Naturally, Xu Le will not underestimate them. Even if the dragon from the fairyland comes to an end, the thin camel is bigger than the horse. And he has never seen what the soul of a fairy is like.

The soul path is quiet, quenching the divine realm, transforming the divine realm, and the empty divine realm. The empty divine realm is the highest realm in the secular world. As long as the practice is complete, it can directly rise in the daytime, but few people really practice to perfection.

And above the empty divine realm, there is a more mysterious realm called the psychic realm. It is said that at that time, the soul can be infinitely divided and cultivated into various avenues.

It's just a rumor.

These nine-headed beasts are at least the souls of the psychic world. Their origin is absolutely powerful. It is estimated that it is because of this that they agree to their demands without hesitation.

You should know that the origin of the soul is in the hands of others, which is equivalent to controlling your own destiny.

Xu Lexiao's treachery is because he has enough confidence to control them. Even the powerful will of the incarnation of the spell has been dragged into the sea of suffering by the chaotic beast. Although he cannot be killed for the time being, there is no problem in imprisoning him.

As long as they are controlled, it is equivalent to controlling the troll imprisoned in the wind and fog, which is the little egg in their mouth. In this way, you will have enough ability to sweep here, and it is best to find the source of the wind, which is the most natural barrier.

"No, why is the troll just imprisoned and not suppressed, is it..." Xu Le suddenly came up with an idea. Was the dark wind caused by the 100,000-meter-high troll?

If that's the case, you just have to have it. With a gentle blow, all the immortals in the Jindan period retreat.

"It's also feasible to hand over the source of the soul, but you have to swear that you will save us."

Xu Le grinned and said, "If I don't save you, I will be full and ask you to give your soul source. Do you have nothing to do?"

"I don't dare you."

The nine-headed beasts pronounce a bitter and difficult syllable, and see the nine sources flying out. Each soul has a strange dragon-shaped phantom in the source, which should be their own appearance.

Xu Le stretched out his hand without fear and sucked it all into the sea of spiritual suffering.

At this moment, the boss suddenly laughed and said with a ferocious face, "You little ant actually want to threaten us. You don't know whether to live or die. Brothers, swallow his soul, and we can control his body to break these damn dragon tablets.

"Kill, kill all the creatures in this world."

"You are not allowed to kill them all. You have to leave a lot for me to eat."

"It has been suppressed for 500,000 years, and it is finally going to see the day again. Our nine brothers will definitely sweep the world, and we will repress and share the son of Zulong, so that we can get the blood of Zulong and transform ourselves.

But the next moment, the nine little beasts made a frightened scream, as if they had experienced the most frightening scene in the world.

In Xu Le's boundless bitter sea space, the origin of the nine souls was also pulled closer to the bitter sea by the catastrophic chaotic beasts, and slowly brought them into the abyss of corruption.

They are not as knowledgeable as the curse. They don't know what the monster in front of them is, but the fact is that they have no resistance at all. They just feel that the origin of the soul is invaded by a mysterious force, and the boundless darkness surrounds them.

"You...you..." The boss's little beast was dumbfounded and stared at Xu Le like a ghost.

"From now on, you know what to do. I don't need to explain more. If the opportunity comes in the future, I may replay your freedom.

Xu Le's words became relaxed. He first found how cute those three-headed and six-armed humanoid monsters were that they could imprison powerful soul bodies.

The sword spirit of the sword of the kings has been hidden, and I don't know how far it has recovered. If he sees so many high-level souls, I don't know if he will shout excitedly.

The nine-headed beast was completely dumbfounded, looking at each other and regretting.

"You are definitely not an ordinary person. Are you the supreme reincarnation of the fairyland?" The boss asked unconvincedly, trying to explore his secret.

"Hmm." This sound was stimulated by the power of the soul, just like the arrival of the heavenly disaster, which made the nine beasts' minds buzz, and there were some signs of soul scattering. They were so scared that they quickly shrank up and dared not breathe.

The source of the soul is controlled, so they really can't survive, they can't live, and they can't live and die.

Xu Le was very satisfied with their reaction. He opened his eyes to see through some secrets of the Zhenlong Monument, but he was blocked by an invisible force.

Naturally, he will not use the power of the curse finger bone, which is self-harm after all. If you want to break the power of the dragon tablet, you must have more advanced energy than him. Thinking of this, Xu Le's soul was urged with all his strength, and a huge tomb came together. There seemed to be some shadows of gods and demons around the tomb, and all kinds of singing formed a vast trend.

The tombs of the kings can bury everything, and Xu Le's soul combat power has been increased to 8,000, making it more powerful. However, the consumption is also extremely horrible. The tomb rotated a few times, just like a sharp blade being boneless, and the surface of the town dragon monument flashed and made a crackling sound. The word 'town' became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the stone tablet, and Xu Le's soul power also consumed nearly 90%.

With a bang, the boss broke away from under the Zhenlong Monument, dodged far away, and looked at Xu Le with an awe-inspiring look.

He was really scared by the power of the tomb.

What a terrible secret art that a tomb condensed by a soul could easily break the Zhenlong Monument.

Xu Le stared at him fiercely with warning eyes. Now their fate is in their own hands, so they must not show weakness. They must completely defeat their inner warning line. Obviously, the move just now shocked them.

"You must be the reincarnation of a big man in the fairyland. I seem to have seen the projection of this tomb somewhere." The old man muttered that the one-meter-long beast slowly lay down.

After a day of retreat, Xu Le broke the second dragon monument again, so it took a total of nine days to rescue all the beasts.

The nine town dragon tablets have naturally become his booty. These are all real fairy weapons. Although the artifacts are sleeping, once they wake them up briefly by some means, they will be comparable to a living fairy.

"You can control our life and death, but you can't control our dignity. We would rather lose in herohood than live in humiliation.

"Yes, we are not even afraid of death. What can you do with us?"

Seeing that the nine beasts gradually became arrogant after a short period of fear, Xu Le frowned slightly, and the atmosphere on both sides became tense.

"If you are honest, you don't need to be slaves." Xu Le waved his hand and said slowly, "The Zhenlong Monument has been broken. The little egg in your mouth is probably going to get out of trouble, and I'm not afraid that it will bite you. After all, it is strong now, and you are very weak.

"Yes, we have all forgotten this matter, and the brothers quickly joined hands to urge the prohibition." The magical color of the nine beasts changed greatly, and immediately stopped talking to Xu Le. The nine brothers formed a circle and began to recite spells.

The wind in the bottomless abyss slowly weakened, quickly dissipating and restoring the vast and bright underground world. Xu Le looked at it and couldn't help taking a deep breath. There were giant beast skeletons lying everywhere in the bottomless abys, and I don't know how many billions of miles it stretched out. Most of the bones have been weathered, but the remaining bones definitely contain the essence of troll concentration.

It is absolutely impossible for so many giant beasts to appear in the holy world. The only possibility is that this bottomless abyss fell from the fairyland. Nothing is impossible. There are countless immortal treasures hidden in the secular world, and even the supreme Taoism.

Boom——

The whole bottomless abyss is trembling violently, and the earth seems to sink. Two huge animal legs fell down and smashed two deep pits with a radius of 10,000 meters. The excited air waves were transmitted out for thousands of miles, and everything turned into ruins.

"I got out of trouble, finally got out of trouble, my mother, I will go back to see you."

The troll's voice triggered a tsunami, and Xu Le was shocked that the sky was dark, and his body was twisted and deformed.

"What's the name of the ghost? I want my life."

The nine little beasts cursed one after another and saw a light rushing straight into the sky and rushing into the troll's mind.

"Oh, this is the breath of the nine dragon masters."

After the surprise, the troll shrank into a small beast two meters high in just ten breaths. He lowered his head and looked at the nine beasts a few times. Suddenly, he seemed to see a long-lost relative. He knelt in front of the nine beasts and cried. The cry was sad and wet.

"Master Long, it's great that you are still alive. Little Dandan thought that he would never enter you again in his life. I prayed like Zulong day and night, hoping that he could bless you. The emperor lives up to his heart. We are finally out of trouble. The damn curse is immortal. When we return to the fairyland, we must take off his clothes and beat his buttocks fiercely.

The little beast cried so earnestly that the nine-headed beast changed its eyes and seemed to be very moved.

"Master Long, you must have suffered a lot, but don't worry, little balls will protect you. I will definitely protect you and return to the fairyland to find the old immortal revenge. By the way, the stinky woman of the arrow should also teach her a good lesson, and the son of Zulong will draw skin and tendons and swear not to stop eating him.

kowtowed and swear again. Finally, he cried for a long time, and the little beast slowly stopped. The bronze bell-sized beast looked at Xu Le and said in surprise, "Aren't you that boy? Still alive."

"If I'm not alive, can you get out of trouble?"

Xu Le looked at the troll with bright eyes. It was awesome, really awesome, and he was a very amazing hitter. With it, the Changsheng Gate is as solid as gold, and the general trend has been built up.