However,

"Buzz!"

The moment the axe chopped down, a violent gust of wind suddenly rushed in from the side.

When he turned his head and looked sideways, Qiu Tianmang was instantly frightened to death.

Because a familiar seal suddenly came towards him from the side with a devastating force.

Lingxiao Seal!

He recognized it instantly!

The last time they besieged the Netherworld Palace, it was this Lingxiao Seal that appeared out of nowhere and saved Hongyue's life from his mountain-splitting axe.

When I saw the same weapon again today, the power contained in the Lingxiao Seal was increased by more than ten times.

It's incredible!

"when!"

There was a deafening bang.

Qiu Tianmang was knocked out along with his axe.

“Boom boom boom!”

He smashed a hole in a nearby wall and fell heavily into the ruins, his life or death unknown.

The whole place was as silent as death.

Everyone's eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief.

Qiu Tianmang is the current head of Xuansha Hall, and his cultivation has reached the third level of Wuzong.

Logically speaking, unless the Lord of the Netherworld Palace, Nangong Can, comes in person and his old illness has healed, it will be impossible to suppress Qiu Tianmang head-on.

result,

With just one move, the young man defeated Qiu Tianmang, leaving him defenseless.

This combat power is simply too terrifying.

Not to mention the people from Xuansha Hall, all the practitioners from Youming Palace present were also shocked by Wang Bo's powerful Lingxiao Seal.

"Everyone in Xuansha Hall, listen up!"

"You only have two choices now!"

"One, submit to the Netherworld Palace;"

"Two, go to hell!"

As he said this, Wang Bo made a move.

The Lingxiao Seal immediately flew back and hovered above his head, floating up and down, majestic and swaying, emitting a soul-stirring aura.

"This hall master is willing to surrender to the Netherworld Palace!"

Before the other people in Xuansha Hall could say anything, a weak voice came from the ruins.

"The hall master is not dead yet?"

"He's so lucky!"

"He survived such a heavy blow, which really proves the saying, 'Good men don't live long, but evil men live for a thousand years.'"

"Shut up, he's our hall master!"

"Ah, Hall Master, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

After realizing what was happening, the people from the nearby Xuansha Hall immediately rushed into the ruins and dragged out a bloody man.

It’s Qiu Tianmang!

As soon as he was helped out by the crowd, he knelt down in front of Wang Bo and said with great fear and trepidation: "As long as you are willing to spare my life, I can lead all the people in Xuansha Hall to submit to your Nether Palace!"

"Very good, you made a wise choice!"

Wang Bo nodded and added, "But I don't really believe in verbal promises!"

"What do you mean?" Qiu Tianmang was stunned.

Wang Bo did not answer, but stretched out his hand and quickly made a strange hand seal in the air.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"Buzz!"

The speed was incredibly fast. In just a moment, a translucent talisman condensed from spiritual power appeared in the void in front of him.

"Don't resist. Let this spell absorb into you, and I will believe in your absolute loyalty!"

As he spoke, Wang Bo waved his hand, and the translucent talisman floating in front of him immediately floated above Qiu Tianmang's head.

"What's this?"

Qiu Tianmang's face was full of vigilance, and he subconsciously prepared to retreat.

But just as he made a move, with a "hum" sound, Wang Bo's Lingxiao Seal slowly drifted over and hovered above his head.

Just the shadow cast by it was enough to make him feel suffocated.

"This is the Soul-Scattering Curse!"

Wang Bo's voice was so cold that it seemed to be devoid of emotion. "Either you let the spell merge into your body, or I kill you now. Other than that, I won't give you a third choice!"

"What? The Soul-Splitting Curse?"

Qiu Tianmang's face changed drastically.

The other people in Xuansha Hall were also shocked to the extreme.

Rumor has it that this is an extremely vicious spell used to control living people.

The Soul-Splitting Curse is just as its name suggests.

It is divided into mother and child spells. The mother spell is held by the caster, and the child spell is implanted into the body of the person being cursed.

As long as the caster of the spell extinguishes the mother spell, no matter how far away the person who is cursed is, his soul will be shattered in an instant, leaving only a soulless body.

only,

Even the members of the Demon Sect are extremely wary of this extremely evil curse and strictly forbid their disciples from practicing it.

In order to prevent this poisonous curse from spreading in the world and harming people, the righteous forces burned it many years ago, and only some fragments are missing.

I thought that the Soul-Splitting Curse had been completely lost.

I didn't expect it to happen again to this young man.

Where on earth did he learn that?

Not only the practitioners of Xuansha Hall, but even the people in Nether Palace including Hongyue were puzzled.

"I'll count to three. If you still resist, it won't be the Soul-Splitting Curse that will fall on you, but my Sky-Rising Seal!"

Wang Bo's cold voice sounded again, "One!"

This kind of soul-scattering spell was naturally obtained by him from the inner hall of the Netherworld Palace.

Only fragments remain.

But now he has the ability of sudden enlightenment. By studying the fragments, he forcibly restored the remaining parts.

"You are really going too far!"

Qiu Tianmang said sternly but weakly, "If I accept the Soul-Splitting Curse, won't this hall master become your puppet from now on?"

"two!"

Wang Bo did not answer, but continued to count the cold numbers.

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