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Chapter 242 The land where the soul fell

"Senior is very happy, I admire you." Xiao Nan held his hands together to show respect, but he hated the Blood Lord in his heart. If he had the strength, he would definitely inject the Blood Lord into the 19th level of the imperial prison, and suffer all kinds of suffering.

"I know that my senior is the Lord of the God of Xiaowu. A large part of it is said by my senior. I mentioned the eight hundred years of Dayuan, which shows that my senior is even older than the founding of the Great Yuan Empire."

Xiao Nan came one by one, attracting everyone's attention and forgetting to be in danger.

"Which existence in the Xiaowu Divine Palace will protect this eight hundred years of time, must be a warrior who cannot give up his feelings for Xiaowu Divine Palace. Such a person is most likely a person from Xiaowu Divine Palace itself."

"This is one of the reasons!"

"Except for the existence of the Wuta Tower, it is clearly a role in attracting the arrival of experienced people, to absorb their lives to turn into the source of the revival of the predecessors. The predecessors' state is not the real body, but obviously a second-generation body created by using evil martial arts."

The expression of the Lord of Xiaowu's God's Palace became extremely cold, and murderous intent gradually appeared on his face. Xiao Nan continued to say without any notice.

"Evil martial arts can give birth to the second body and reach the strength of the Tianfu realm. With this method, no one can do it except the old sect leader in the Xiaowu Divine Palace."

"The strongest elder in the Xiaowu Divine Palace, except the palace master level, is just the Tianfu realm. With the experience of the younger generation, I have never heard of the fall of the Tianfu realm warrior. If you have a backup plan, you can recover your second life."

Xiao Nan saw that the Blood Lord's expression changed from indifference to a vicious smile, and she sighed as if she was unconscious: "But I didn't expect that the senior's true body had fallen, and the martial arts source was five points, and I could still practice the second body in eight hundred years, which made me deeply admire him."

The entire martial arts tower land can be heard, and every practitioner can hear his own breathing. Immersed in Xiao Nan's speculation, it has to be said that the sky is perfect, but it can also be obvious that the blood Lord's murderous intent is getting stronger...

"It's very good, wonderful, very wonderful. I really underestimated you. The Great Yuan Empire is so trash, and it has cultivated a genius martial arts like you. If I don't kill you, I will be unable to sleep or eat." The Blood Lord smiled sinisterly.

The girls of Concubine Luo trembled: "Oh no!"

Blood Lord, what a character, how could it be that outsiders could see him so clearly? Xiao Nan seemed to have performed too much...

"Senior dare not gamble on the third question?" Xiao Nan smiled calmly, which caused the murderous aura of the Blood Lord to froze, and his eyes flashed: "Did you guess I have to ask the third question?"

"Hmph, if you can guess my question and answer it successfully, I will grant you five other ways to avoid death." The hideous bloody face touched Xiao Nan's eyes and said coldly and sarcastically, but the young man did not dodge: "Then please swear with the second generation."

"Hmm?" The Blood Lord said in surprise: "You really dare?"

"Forget it, I'll play with you. If you have such tricks, what's wrong with letting you go, but you also need to swear that if you win the bet, you won't be enemies with me for life, even if one day I will destroy Dayuan."

"Trade." Xiao Nan swore a swore, and the Blood Lord also made a pledge to the heaven and earth. Although the oath was not so exaggerated, the constraints on the heart of martial arts were obvious. Those who disrespect would become heartbroken, which would greatly affect the practice of martial arts.

"It's amazing. You can actually play with the Wuzong-level existence eight hundred years ago to this level. Looking at the entire Thirteen State of the Yuan Dynasty, there is only one young genius."

The person in the field sighed and immediately felt sad for himself. If Xiao Nan wins and can save his people, they will die.

"He really has the ability to turn decay into magic!" However, the girls of Concubine Luo had a glimmer of hope and looked at the boy in admiration.

"The third question I want to ask is to let me guess what your second body is in." Xiao Nan said word by word. Everyone was nervously paying attention to the Blood Lord, and found that his expression was not at all turbulent. It was impossible to tell whether the young man had guessed correctly or wrongly.

The Lord of the Xiaowu God Palace, from the first life, is not much lower than the history of the Yuan Dynasty for eight hundred years. Can the cleverness be deep? What's more, the layout of a martial tower and playing with the experienced practitioners in his palms is extremely wise, and it is impossible to show the excess expression in front of others.

"The senior is not the real Master of the Xiaowu God Palace, or it can be said that it is the revival of the will of the remaining blood smelting the soul and will. It is a new life, but the senior cannot master the Xiaowu God Palace."

"You are wrong." The Lord of Xiaowu Palace shouted loudly.

"Is that so? So can seniors communicate with the five major martial arts fragments? That is the senior's own thing. As long as it can be summoned here, it will naturally prove that the younger generation is wrong. As a price, the younger generation is willing to pay their lives." Xiao Nan stepped forward.

But I was extremely nervous. This was the last bet and I had to win. In fact, many of his speculations came from the deduction of Prison Lord!

The woman Zhu Zun is sometimes very unreliable, but she is extremely confident in her deductions. For such a proud woman, she does not feel too happy as her master, but instead has to bear many unexpected dangers.

"Hmph, then I will let you see if you can reunite Wuyuan and rule the world."

The Blood Lord stretched out his hands, and suddenly endless blood thunder brewed in the sky, forming a blood vortex like a demonic eye, as if something terrible was coming, and the entire Xiaowu Divine Palace was shining everywhere.

"Am I really wrong?" The Prison Lord said in disbelief. His charming voice was still very nice, but Xiao Nan was not interested in appreciating it and shouted angrily: "Get away now!"

"Damn it, I don't want to explain it to you today, otherwise I won't be able to spare you even if I become a ghost in the next life. You are such a huge cheat."

"Dad boy, shut up. When you can use the deity, you will just talk sweetly. When you can't use it, push it away. Do you think I am a little girl? Do you let you coax it?" The Prison Lord shouted angrily.

But I didn't dare to slow down. I formed a mysterious seal with my hands and ten fingers, which directly affected the nineteenth level of imperial prison.

This is a life-and-death battle against time!

"Lost!" The beautiful faces of the fairy fairy girl Luo Fei had pale. Under the power of the Blood Lord, even their star orifices were like endless flames pouring into the fire, burning everything, spreading to the Yuan vein, bulging and breaking, and their souls seemed to be torn apart from the inside.

"Keng!" The blood clouds gathered into the peerless blood hand, pinching the God King Seal, as big as the martial arts palace, with a strange sacredness, facing downwards, suppressing all spirits and ants.

All the genius warriors of the Thirteen Prefectures of the Great Yuan Dynasty trembled instinctively: "This is the divine power of the Heavenly Mansion Realm, and all the ants under the Heavenly Mansion are lives."

"You won." However, this bloody hand was destroyed, and the bloody tone was filled with a hint of sad depression: "For eight hundred years, life has been passed by generations, and plants and trees have fallen autumn after autumn, but I am the only one who uses drops of blood to melt the soul and the remaining mind of the soul, and seeks the second life to control the blood and shape the life."

"Hahaha, I wasted eight hundred years, and I will never be reborn in the world."

"Hahaha, the heavens are unfair, the world is ruthless!"

"The holy country of the unjust man enjoys eight hundred years of fortune. I, Zhou Wu, thought that my life was open and honest, but instead fell into 800 years, and I was not happy, hatred, hatred, hatred!" The Blood Lord did not gather in Wuyuan at all, proving that Xiao Nan guessed correctly, but it was just one of the truth!

"You little brat, you are so smart, but do you know? Eight hundred years ago, your Yuan Shizu, Yuan Badao, was smarter than you, hum." The Blood Lord smiled sadly.

"I, Zhou Wu, entered Yuanling at the age of three, opened my meridians at the age of five, washed my orifices at the age of twelve, entered the divine wheel in twenty-three years, broke the sky mansion for fifty years, became the Wuzong in less than a hundred years, and established the Xiaowu Divine Palace. What a genius!"

"One mind to martial arts, maintain the Wushen Palace, promote martial arts, comprehend immortality, and use benevolence and martial arts to spread the world. The disciples of the disciples do more virtues!"

"How did the Great Yuan Empire treat me? In order to establish the country, the Great Yuan ancestor emperor, Yuan domineering, false benevolence and righteousness, I asked me to help him expand his territory, but in the end, he dispatched four major Xuan-level peak formation masters to set up a fighting and snatch the martial arts formation, destroy my Wushou, and break my martial corpse!"

"It's great, Yuan Badao, forcing me to break the martial arts source by myself, set up a ten thousand martial arts source spiritual shadow array, absorb the residual essence of heaven and earth, and survive in the place where the soul falls, and dripping blood from Nirvana. I just want to be reborn one day and destroy all your great original billions of creatures."

Blood Lord roared to the sky: "I have a hatred and dare to teach the world's Wuyuan Empire. I have a will to destroy the world's Yuan emperor's veins, teach the sun and the moon to change their faces, those who block me will die, and those who go against me will die!"

Billions of blood lights rush over the Xiaowu Divine Palace, as if blood thunder surged into the sky, piled up endless blood vortexes, reversing in the sky, reflecting his unparalleled terrible appearance, but what reflected was the pain of a poor person who suffered all the injustice.

"No one in the world is born to do evil. Those who do evil have good thoughts." Xiao Nan's heart was shocked, and his blood was evil and cruel, but he had suffered such great injustice. The real evil man was the Yuan Empire, who had achieved great success and was a hero.

Emperor Yuan, let Xiaowu Shen Palace Master go from good to evil!

Blood Lord Zhou Wu is one of them, and Poison Wuxie is one of them. If an empire has only one or two evil people, it is the fault of those who do evil people. But if there are many evil people and many without virtue, it is undoubtedly called a prosperous world and a chaotic world.

"Is the Dayuan imperial family so hateful?" After all, the practitioners of the Thirteen State of the Dayuan were young and had never experienced many emotions and desires in the world, and had become confused. The sacred empire in their minds had such a disgraceful past?

: "If the world is clear, the court is fair, and the imperial lineage is benevolent and righteous, who would be willing to go to the evil path and be enemies with the imperial family is all for the sake of a dissatisfaction in the stomach. Otherwise, what martial arts can we martial artists practice?" However, the Poison Lord sighed faintly, and felt that he was a fallen man in the world.

"This Wanshu Wu Palace is the place where his soul falls, which means that it can gather five major martial sources and control the Xiaowu God Palace." However, Xiao Nan suddenly woke up from his feelings, and his heart could not stop the excitement and excitement shocked!

Blood Lord just said that this is the place where his soul fell!

"I am really confused. The Nirvana of Blood Lord depends on the will of the soul, which means that this is the place where his soul falls, so that he can live out the second life with the help of the Wuta Tower. Boy, our opportunity is here!"

The Prison Lord's voice was unexpectedly joyful.

There was no need for her to say that Xiao Nan knew that the opportunity had come. Isn’t the place where the soul of the Lord of the God of Xiaowu was falling?

With this, the five major Wuyuan spirit shadows can be released, gathered fragments of Wuyuan to form Wuyuan to control the Xiaowu Divine Palace. At that time, with the help of Xiaowu Divine Palace, no one can restrict them, and the Blood Lord can't do it.

Blood Lord, if the reincarnation of the God-level soul is still the complete self in the past and future, the fragments of Wuyuan are his own things, so they will naturally not harm him.
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