Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 450 Troublesome Trouble

A brilliant glow fills the sky and the earth.

When the crisis subsided, the entire outside world regained its vitality.

The wind is clear, the valley is green and the sun is abundant.

Everything that happened just now made people feel like a dream, it was so unreal.

"how so."

When everything that happened in the distance disappeared, the soul with long silver hair spoke like this.

His eyes were dim, his eye sockets were sunken, and his flesh and blood had dried up here.

It's unimaginable that he would end up like this.

He escaped from the ancient land, full of confidence and high spirits. Invincible in all directions, he should have conquered the world and restored the grandeur of heaven.

But now it was just a palm that made him so embarrassed and died in this mysterious area.

"No, I'm not willing to do it, I'm not willing to do this!"

Next to this silver-haired soul, the pangolin roared, almost completely crazy, and the soul aura all over his body was constantly shattering. Until now, under the previous severe injuries, , he has long since lost much life breath, let alone much strength.

He was extremely angry and frightened, but in the end he no longer had the strength to support him. The sound he made was extremely thin and weak, not much louder than the sound of a mosquito.

As for the strong man covered in bones, there were not many left. In the previous battle, he suffered the most serious losses and almost died on the spot.

Now that everything has calmed down, the boiling golden light all over his body has long since dissipated, and only one-third of his current soul power is left.

There was not much left of the skull that was originally dazzling like gold crystal. The light of the soul that was still left inside was struggling tenaciously and was still being disillusioned.

But all of this is obviously of no use. At this point, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot restore the previous situation. The weak soul fire seems to be extinguished at any time.

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In the golden skull, the soul fire beat slowly, revealing an extremely resentful emotion. He was the most seriously injured and could not even speak.

At this time, I was extremely sad and angry.

As immortals, as the most elite group in the ancient times, they have experienced various disasters, suffered various hardships, and experienced countless lives and deaths in the past years. I did not expect that their The end of life is like this, it's too horrible to watch.

It would be better to die vigorously in that battle.
This golden skull-like immortal soul sighed like this.

In just a few seconds, the souls of these three immortals experienced all kinds of struggles, anger, fear, and despair, but there was more regret in them.

"I'm really unwilling and regretful."

Looking at the weasel walking in the distance, the pangolin had a malicious look in its eyes.

It's just a small golden elixir mirror. If they had gone all out from the beginning and not given him any chance to escape, then this situation would definitely not be like this.

Unexpectedly, a moment of fun and play would cost him his life, and it would end so sadly.

The weasel that should have died now stepped on their heads and crawled under their feet.

This scene and this sad feeling were difficult for them to accept and could not be described in words.

The weasel on the other side, who was still a little down and out, felt that his survival this time was just due to luck. This feeling of being unable to control himself was really bad.

But soon he looked at the current situation and laughed, completely getting rid of his previous complicated emotions.

After all, he was still alive at least now. He had not suffered any trauma. At most, he could only be regarded as a little frightened. But the souls of the three immortals were different. They came in swaggering and lay on the ground in disgrace.

How arrogant he was when he came in, how embarrassed he was lying there now.

"Hehe Weasel's smile is bright and sunny, especially when he opens his mouth, his white teeth are particularly shiny in the sun.

He strode forward as if he hadn't seen the three immortal souls. As he was walking, he suddenly stepped on the head of the pangolin. Then he lowered his head in surprise, examined it carefully, and then Let out an exaggerated cry!

"Aren't these the immortals from before? How could they end up in such a mess?"

Seeing the Weasel's pretentious and arrogant appearance, the souls of the three immortals were so angry that they spurted out a mouthful of soul essence and died on the spot.

"Be careful, be careful. You don't have much soul fluctuations now, but you must not log in again. If you get mad to death, it will be funny."

Weasel spoke with a smile, looking at the three immortal souls staring at him, feeling extremely happy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really embarrassing. I can't stand it anymore. How did you end up in this situation? Did you do too many bad things, so you got this kind of retribution?"

When he came to another immortal soul with long hair, the weasel next to him kicked him on the head. He kicked his head on the ground like a ball for several times, and then looked at him with extremely angry eyes. , and stopped him with one kick.

"What about your previous confidence and confidence? Didn't you claim that you could kill me here at will?"

The weasel spat twice and spoke with a smile.

"Come on, I'll stand here. I'll beat you three, or you three will beat me."

Weasel's words were particularly arrogant, and looking at the three immortal souls, each one was extremely angry.

But now he has no energy to resist at all. Let alone taking action, even saying a word will consume a huge amount of soul energy, making their already chaotic life fluctuations even more critical.

Calm down, you must calm down, and you must not be impulsive. We have reached this situation now, and maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

However, when they looked at the weasel slowly walking towards them, with that playful and mocking smile on their faces, their moods that had finally calmed down suddenly became angry!

"You damn beast."

They roared, they roared, making the body that was already on the verge of collapse become even more chaotic.

"I thought you were so powerful. When you came to my human world, you were all kinds of arrogant and domineering, treating life like ants, but what's the result? In the end, it's just a dead end."

The weasel completely ignored their roars and curses, and spoke calmly and condescendingly.

"Now you are just bugs in my eyes. If you still insult a bug so casually according to your previous thoughts, what will be the fate waiting for them?" The weasel spoke calmly like this. It calmed down the three souls who were cursing.

"Don't be impulsive. After all, we are gods who have survived from ancient times. There are many things you don't know."

The immortal soul with long silver hair has not given up yet, and wants to persuade the weasel here to enlighten him to help him recover. However, facing all this, the weasel's eyes gradually turned cold.

"You're still in this situation, and you still want to live?"

He had no mercy at all towards the souls of these three immortals. When they came, the whole world was devastated. He only opened his mouth and took a breath. Countless people died on that endless vast land. Living beings, countless existences died.

And all this is just to allow them to recover their bodies in advance. Obviously, they can also recover the spiritual energy around them.

But just for that little time to recover quickly, they slaughtered everything around them unscrupulously.

This kind of sin is too numerous to describe.

Even if they were completely killed and their souls were scattered, it would not be enough to make up for the sin they had committed.

The weasel stretched out a hand, and the scroll of Nuwa behind him made a clattering sound. He wanted to explore their souls here, but it turned out that it was already broken. , not much life information survives.

But even so, he also gained a lot and learned some extremely important information.

"What are you doing, ant? Do you know what you are doing? Are you able to peek into the soul of an immortal?"

The pangolin seemed to have understood that it was doomed today, so it simply started cursing crazily.

Weasel was not too careless and stepped forward very cautiously. He waved the scroll of Empress Qiu Nuwa and condensed a large stream of light, killing the three souls on the spot.

The souls of the three immortals let out one last unwilling roar and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everything was silent, everything was over. The souls of these three immortals were completely shattered by the power of Nuwa Empress. Their souls were scattered and there was no chance to enter reincarnation and be reincarnated.

But Weasel knew very clearly that although the souls of these three immortals were dead, in fact it was not over yet.

A total of seven immortal souls descended here.

Among the souls of these seven immortals, the most powerful one is the one who looks like an old man.

When he used the altar to watch the seven immortals descending, the weasel once paid special attention to him.

The immortal aura exuding from this old man was particularly terrifying.

Now, after probing the memories in the souls of the three broken immortals, he learned that the old man was more terrifying than he imagined.

It seems to come from the disciples of the top beings in the heaven. Although it is only one of the apprentices, its combat power is still terrifying. Just one, it is comparable to the souls of the other four immortals.

It's a pity that these three souls have been broken, and there is not much left to see all his secrets.

As for the seven immortal souls, the second strongest one is also particularly strong.

He possesses extremely domineering magical powers. He seems to be related to Buddhism. He possesses the indestructibility of a diamond. He has cultivated all his flesh and blood to a very high level while he was alive, and this cultivation is also reflected in his soul. .

As long as his soul is immortal, the body he condenses will have the same strength as before.

His soul is also much stronger than ordinary ones. Although it cannot be compared with a pangolin, its overall strength is far stronger than that of a wall-piercing armor.

As for the remaining two immortal souls, they are almost the same, and there is not much difference between them.

In addition to these seven, the other scattered immortal souls are troublesome, but don't worry about them.

Relying on the ancient spells and various magic weapons left by the First Emperor, they can suppress them without posing any threat to them.

Thinking about all this, Weasel seriously thought about their mutual fighting strength.

Obviously, killing these three immortals together was just a fluke, and there would be no such opportunity next time.

After this attack, this secret realm will enter a cooling-off period and will no longer be easily angered.

It is obviously extremely difficult to find another opportunity to kill the three immortals in one fell swoop.

So how should we deal with the remaining four immortals?

If there was only one, it might be easier to deal with. With the help of Nuwa Empress' scroll and the help of many Daxia Wendao Bureaus, they should be able to kill one of them.

But if it's against the strongest one, it's hard to say. The second-place one should probably be able to fight, and life and death are unpredictable.

These situations are not good.

The weasel frowned.

After entering the realm of golden elixir, he can actually be regarded as half an immortal, but a true immortal is far beyond anyone's imagination.

This is no longer something that can be compensated by pure quantity, but by an improvement in quality.

Especially in the immortal realm where the power is almost intact, it is difficult to cause any harm.

Is there any other way?

The weasel frowned. What was before him was a dead end. If he didn't solve it as soon as possible, a dead end would be waiting for him.

Vaguely, Weasel's heart felt heavy and he felt an unknown premonition. Is it really impossible to deal with it this time?

Taking a deep breath, the weasel left this secret realm and flew towards the distance between heaven and earth, while constantly sorting out the information obtained in his mind.

In fact, in addition to obtaining several magical powers and spells from the souls of the immortals who just passed the soul search, the weasel also obtained another piece of knowledge.

That is the place left by the First Emperor of all ancient times. The aura of heaven and earth will be particularly rich, which is the most suitable for them to restore themselves.

Although it is not yet certain where the remaining immortal souls went, the location of the secret realms left behind by the First Emperor is definitely correct.

We need to reduce the layout as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)