"Oh!" With a long sigh, the fourteenth prince Zhao Luo saw this scene and waved the cold sword in his hand.
Suddenly the sword light rose, and a floating power emanated from his body.
In an instant, his pupils turned from black to white, as pure as snow, and as indifferent as an immortal.
The sword rose and fell, and in just a moment, the two grandmasters standing in front of him were unable to fight back, their heads fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.
This scene shocked Beitang Xiong. He had never thought that this eighteen-year-old boy had already comprehended the "Taishang Piaomiao Lu".
No wonder the Lord of Penglai Island let him go out of the island for training. With such combat power, let alone the Grand Master, even the Supreme Grand Master would rarely be able to match him.
Han Yu witnessed all this from the side, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "He is worthy of being the man my sister likes, he is indeed extraordinary."
However, before she could finish her words, the person she was fighting suddenly froze, as if his soul had been sucked out.
With a gentle wave of Han Yu, the man fell into the underground river like a puppet with its strings cut, splashing water.
When Beitang Xiong saw this, he naturally used all his strength.
The momentum suddenly rose, and the internal energy turned red, almost condensing into a solid entity.
He swung the sword across and killed the two grand masters in just a few moves.
The gap is really too big. To be able to come out into the mortal world on the fairy island, even if one is a grandmaster, he must have comprehended the fairy arts.
There are slight differences between immortal arts and the laws of heaven and earth. The laws of heaven and earth are the essence, and immortal arts are the result of the extension of the laws of heaven and earth.
However, there will be no impact on the combat effectiveness of the two. After all, most supreme grandmasters use the will of heaven and earth as bombs, so how big a difference can it make?
Once they have thoroughly mastered the immortal arts by going from the result to the cause, they will be able to become supreme grandmasters.
Therefore, the combat power of these three is far beyond that of the Grand Master, and they can even fight against the Supreme Grand Master.
This is the core disciple of the fairy island, and no ordinary disciple can mess with him.
In the past, there were royal disciples who had practiced the "Golden Dragon Emperor's Control Art" and were able to fight against these disciples from the Fairy Island, but now there are no such opponents.
Although the eighth prince Zhao Li climbed up the platform at an astonishing speed, he was still slightly inferior to Zhao Luo.
Just as he was about to touch the mysterious black box, Zhao Luo had already floated to a place not far away, with his sword pointing directly at his throat.
The Eighth Prince had no time to open the box, and Old Man Baihun didn't say a word, as if he was dead.
The soul power obtained by the Eighth Prince is only that of a Grandmaster, how could he be a match for Zhao Luo.
In the midst of the crisis, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind, but finally I came up with a solution.
He removed his soul disguise and shouted, "Fourteenth brother, I am your eighth brother! When we were little, I held you in my arms and carved wooden swords for you!"
"Ah? Myna?" Zhao Luo paused his sword and looked at the person in front of him carefully.
Now that I have reached the level of a grandmaster, I can retrieve my childhood memories as long as I am willing to think about them.
This face was indeed his own starling. Puzzled, he asked, "Starling, why are you here?"
Even though the royal family members had little affection for each other, Zhao Luo was unwilling to kill his brother innocently.
Of course, Beitang Xiong, who was far away, also heard this and was furious.
This Eighth Prince? Wasn't he the mastermind behind the Iron Palm Gang? The one who destroyed his own Beitang family?
He is in the capital, and I can't kill him.
Now I am in the underground palace. If I can't kill this thief with my own hands, what's the point of learning skills on the fairy island?
Beitang Xiong's momentum increased again, and the amount of internal energy surging was almost ten times that of an ordinary grandmaster.
It rushed towards the Eighth Prince like a red comet, vowing to tear him into pieces.
However, during this time, the Eighth Prince had already opened the "Soul Sealing Box".
Suddenly, a violent tremor spread throughout the underground palace, and countless souls floated out of the box.
The wronged souls, evil spirits, vengeful spirits... they roared and howled, instantly drowning the Eighth Prince.
"The Ghost Sect has been destroyed. They should have used all their trump cards, right? Why does this Soul Sealing Box still have some power left?"
Han Yu was shocked. Although she had some knowledge of the soul, the scene before her made her feel extremely difficult.
This soul-sealing box must have no combat power, which is why it is hidden in the underground palace.
Why are there so many souls? Among them are countless evil spirits and vengeful spirits, but they are not to be trifled with.
At this moment, Beitang Xiong immediately stopped, took two steps back, and saw the eighth prince wrapped in the soul.
He thought he was doomed to die. Being attacked by so many wronged souls, he would be a fool not to die.
Those souls gradually condensed into a huge black soul. Its aura was terrifying and oppressive, as if it could devour all living things.
The eighth prince stood there, as if his soul had lost its fluctuations.
"This is... the Ghost King!" Han Yu exclaimed.
Among them, people cultivate their souls and transform into celestial beings, who are called ghost immortals. In fact, they have made their physical bodies virtual, but they themselves have physical bodies.
If it is cultivated by a ghost, it will be the Ghost King.
The Ghost King is a being without a physical body, and even his soul is too mixed up, so his emotions cannot be stable.
If the den of evil were to be opened, none of these great masters would be able to keep their lives.
Forget about magic, even the supreme grandmasters are nothing but ants.
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and fled into the distance.
Seeing this, the other two also understood the seriousness of the situation and followed behind.
Naturally, I understood that the mission must have failed.
Zhao Luo didn't know why his starling appeared here.
The soul-sealed box gathered into a black soul and took a look at the three people.
It has more important things to do, there is no need to look at this kind of trivial things.
"Hehe, if you hadn't been soft-hearted, that thing would have been impossible to open?" Beitang Xiong did not take revenge personally, and still had a resentment, so he questioned.
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