What the Bloodthirsty Prison Lord didn't know was.
Those original swords have already flown into the void inside Zong Shen's body.
Condensed into a handful.
This big knife does not cut the flesh, but only cuts the soul.
It was circling in the void inside Zong Shen's body, trying to cut off his soul.
If the spirit and soul are cut off, all vitality of this person in the world will be extinguished at the same time.
There is not even a chance to be reborn in another body or to hope for divine manifestation.
"snort!"
"Soul severing, this method is truly powerful. If it were someone else, even a true god, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to withstand this move that goes straight to the source."
"But it's useless to me!"
In the void inside Zong Shen's body, there was a little golden man sitting cross-legged, representing the Seal of Nothingness.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Reach out and grab upwards.
He immediately grabbed the Hell Origin Sword that was constantly searching for the soul.
He slapped his palm on the big knife.
The broadsword immediately transformed into the pure power of hell.
Afterwards, the golden man's hands kept moving, and began to refine and knead this force.
Finally, it was turned into an irregular sphere.
This is the full picture of this bloody hell.
"Very good, the microcosm of hell has been condensed. All we need to do is to place the divine embryo seed of the superego particle into the microcosm."
"We can establish a connection with the core of Hell, and then implant the microcosm into the core of the world. This will be accomplished."
"From now on, no matter where I am, I can absorb the original power of the Blood-Slaying Hell and use it to strengthen myself!"
Zong Shen was pleasantly surprised.
It is just like planting flowers with care but they don’t bloom, but planting willows by accident may grow into a shade!
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