"Mad men! Mad men! Two mad men!"
Nanhua frowned at this time, "Xianyuan, hurry up, we have been delayed long enough."
"clear."
Xianyuan stopped talking nonsense and rushed into the formation with the Demon Soul Blade in his hand.
After just half a minute, Kuye let out a scream, and at the same time, the magic cloud in the formation quickly compressed.
In the blink of an eye, it was taken back into the Demon Soul Fan.
The figures of Kuye and Xianyuan also appeared at the same time.
At this moment, Kuye's eyes were full of disbelief, staring blankly at the demon soul that was inserted into his chest.
He could clearly feel the strength and blood essence in his body flowing through his heart and rushing into the Demonic Soul.
Kuye wanted to speak, but found that his body could not move at all, as if he was under a spell, and he could not speak.
As the strength in his body continued to drain away, his skin and body were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His hair fell out and his eye sockets were sunken, like a mummy.
The absorption of the demon soul continued, and soon a translucent figure was sucked out.
That was Kuye's imperial soul. As soon as it appeared, it roared at the top of its lungs, its eyes filled with despair.
"Nanhua Xianyuan, I curse you to die a miserable death!"
After saying this, the Emperor's Soul was sucked into the Demonic Soul.
Xianyuan saw the Demon Soul Fan in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
"Finally, I got another Emperor Soul. What a good harvest."
Nanhua looked up at the sky and said, "I wonder how the fight for the imperial soldiers is going."
Xian Yuan sneered, "Do you still want that thing? What's the use of a small imperial weapon?"
Nanhua glanced at him without saying anything and continued to look up at the sky.
Nanhua weighed the pros and cons in his mind, considering whether to hunt down another emperor.
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