At the same time, inside the door.
The Demon Lord Sanhun looked at the motionless Golden Gate, the shock on his face faded and he smiled sarcastically.
This female cultivator is indeed a hidden talent, and he may not be her match.
Fortunately, compared with the methods left by the owner of the palace, this woman's skills are still too shallow.
Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves again, mobilizing all the remaining soul puppet soldiers in the room to block the door, and the smile on his face grew wider.
In the rush just now, he only had time to mobilize a part of the soul puppet soldiers, and the outside world was still unable to break in.
"This time we will use all the soul puppet soldiers, there will be no chance of success..." Bang!
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord talked to himself proudly, but before he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the Golden Gate!
He immediately looked up and saw a clear fist mark on one of the doors, and the magic circle on it began to flicker violently.
"not good!"
The face of the Demon Lord Sanhun changed slightly, and he used all his strength to urge the hundreds of soul puppet soldiers behind the door to increase the counter-thrust force.
call!
At this moment, the flickering magic circle suddenly went out, followed by a loud bang, and the door panel with the fist mark flew out directly and hit the soul puppet soldier heavily!
With this slap, the first row of soul puppet soldiers instantly turned into a pile of rotten meat.
The force was transmitted to the back, and the soul puppet soldiers in the back row were suddenly shot backwards like cannonballs, hitting the back wall and making a series of loud noises.
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord was accidentally hit by one of the soul puppet soldiers, and half of his left body was broken. He vomited blood from his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and stood still, carefully maintaining the golden thread in front of him.
This was the scene Xiang Sheng saw when he came in.
The space behind the golden gate is no smaller than the outer hall. Judging from the furnishings, it should be a quiet room where the owner of the palace usually practices.
There is a square stone platform in the middle of the quiet room, on which stands a palm-sized golden container, which looks like a coffin that has been shrunk dozens of times.
Above the golden vessel, there was a golden sphere floating, surrounded by golden air, and a golden thread shot out, connecting with the center of the eyebrows of the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord.
Xiang Sheng looked intently and saw an ancient character appearing between the eyebrows of the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord - Slave.
Dong Jinghuan came in and saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Slave Seal? You are the descendant of Master Hun's slaves!"
After hearing this, the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord immediately smiled sinisterly, "I didn't expect that there are still people who know about the ancient times..."
He was halfway through his words when Xiang Sheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the corpse of a soul puppet and threw it towards the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord.
This golden sphere is most likely the control center of the palace. How could she allow the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord to delay time?
The face of the Demon Lord Sanhun changed, and just as he dodged, he saw Xiang Sheng approaching him, very close.
A ruthless look immediately appeared in his eyes. He threw out a piece of black honeycomb with his right hand and took out a flute and put it to his mouth to blow.
The golden energy on the sphere was immediately drawn and sank into the black honeycomb.
After the black beehive absorbed the golden energy, it trembled violently in mid-air, and immediately a swarm of black bees flew out to kill it!
"Be careful! These are the Soul-Destroying Bees raised by Master Hun. Their mouthparts are sharp and highly poisonous, capable of penetrating even Daoist weapons. True essence attacks are ineffective, but sword intent can restrain them!"
Dong Jinghuan quickly reminded him and stepped back to make room.
Feng Xuan and the others stepped forward and without saying a word, released their sword intent together, weaving a sword intent net, strangling the black cloud-like soul-destroying bees.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The soul-destroying bee was covered by the sword intent net, and golden light immediately flashed on the surface of the black bee body, and the sword intent could not cause any damage.
The soul-destroying bee's flying speed suddenly decreased, and it became extremely irritable. It directly extended its stinger to pierce the sword net, and holes immediately appeared in several weak spots.
Feng Xuan and the others suddenly felt their energy greatly increased and their faces turned pale.
At this moment, Xiang Sheng threw away a dead bee and finally spoke: "Withdraw your sword intent."
Feng Xuan and others hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but Li Changting retracted his sword intent without saying a word.
Without the support of his dual sword intent, the hole in the sword intent net suddenly expanded several times.
Countless black bees emerged from the hole, extending their stingers and poking towards the face.
Then, there was a burst of dense dinging sounds.
The tail spike that Dong Jinghuan said could even destroy Taoist weapons was actually unable to pierce Xiang Sheng's skin, and was not even qualified to leave a white mark.
Everyone was stunned, some even started to lose their faith in the Dao.
Physical cultivation is so powerful, why is he taking the path of magic cultivation? Could it be that he has taken the wrong path?
The Soul-Destroying Bee was protected by golden energy, so Xiang Sheng couldn't kill it either. He simply ignored it and raised his hand to punch it in the air!
The Demon Lord Sanhun suddenly woke up from his shock, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly threw out a handful of protective talismans, which turned into hundreds of protective shields covering his body.
Just as it was set up, a fist wind came sweeping over, and then only a series of explosions were heard.
The high-quality talismans that could withstand a full-strength attack from a late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator seemed to have turned into waste paper under this punch, shattering at the slightest touch.
In the blink of an eye, half of the hundred-layer shield was shattered.
The veins on the forehead of the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord were throbbing wildly. He no longer cared about concealing his identity. He raised a black stone slab to block in front of him, and then drew golden energy into the black stone slab.
The black stone slab immediately turned golden. The fist wind was weakened after hundreds of layers, leaving a dent on the black stone slab, and ultimately failed to hit the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord.
Xiang Sheng was slightly surprised when he saw the black stone slab.
She had seen this special black material twice, both times in the hands of the Lord of the Pantheon.
Could it be that this Demon Lord of Scattered Souls is the new Lord of the Tenth Palace who is kept as a backup this time?
A thought flashed through her mind, but her body did not pause at all, and her fists hit the black stone slabs like raindrops.
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord was hit so hard that he vomited blood repeatedly. Seeing that his connection with the golden ball was becoming weaker and weaker, he was shocked and furious.
After he entered this secret realm, relying on the memories in the slave seal, he reached the perfection of the Spirit Transformation Stage at an early stage and was only one step away from the Fusion Stage.
He thought that no matter how powerful this woman was, he could always hold on for a while, and refining the core would not be a problem.
But unexpectedly, even though he was in peak condition, he was no match for this woman?
How can it be so strong?!
Such a strong physical cultivator was extremely rare even in the ancient world of cultivation. How come he happened to run into one?
The Demon Lord of Scattered Souls gnashed his teeth in hatred. Seeing that his life was in danger and there was no hope of refining the central nervous system, a look of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Xiang Sheng saw the change in his expression and immediately realized something was wrong.
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord showed a sinister smile on his face and suddenly reached out to grab the golden vessel: "Since you have been forced to this point, then you will never live again!"
Xiang Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he attacked with lightning speed, smashing the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord's right hand before he could touch the golden vessel.
The golden vessel remained untouched, but the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord still laughed heartily.
Xiang Sheng looked up and saw that the golden ball had lost its luster and turned a deep black after being stained with blood.
I was fooled!
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord deliberately provoked him to take action.
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips tightly and retreated decisively.
However, before it was pushed out of the door, the black ball suddenly emitted a terrifying suction force.
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord was the closest to the ball and was swallowed by it in the blink of an eye, his laughter stopping abruptly.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
