The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 177

"Cough!" After coughing pretendingly, he sighed and said, "It's hard to say! When I met by chance, I picked up a magic weapon, and found that this magic weapon can be manipulated without the real essence of a cultivator, so I took advantage of it." If that guy didn't pay attention, he was slaughtered!"

"There is such a magic weapon?" Xiao Zhanzi obviously didn't believe it.

"Look, this is it!" Zhao Wuji pulled out a few iron needles from his sleeves. These iron needles are called breaking soul needles. They are third-rank magic weapons, and their power is not great, even inferior to fifth-rank magic weapons. One of the biggest highlights is that anyone can use it, but to drive it requires a lot of blood and life essence from the caster, so Zao Wou-ki has been throwing it aside as trash, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

"Sure enough, if this kind of magic weapon is issued by a mortal unexpectedly, even a cultivator in the infancy stage will be hit!" Xiao Zhanzi glanced at the soul-breaking needle with his divine sense, and nodded.

"Well, do you believe me this time?" Zhao Wuji heaved a sigh of relief, he obviously felt that the other party's murderous intent was gone.

"It's interesting that a mortal dares to attack a high-level cultivator. You are very similar to me back then!" Xiao Zhanzi looked at Zhao Wuji with a hint of appreciation.

Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help but shudder, why is this look so awkward?Brother, don't carry your back on the mountain!
"Forget it, I don't need to attack a mortal, but if you want to leave here, I can't help you!" Xiao Zhanzi sighed, and simply sat on a big rock and said.

"Hey, I'm not in a hurry, let's think of a way slowly!" Zhao Wou-ki is not worried about these things, he is very curious about here and Xiao Zhanzi, and that Yun Wuzi and Hei Ming want to get it at any cost. It's exactly what it is.

"Forget it, it's up to you!" Xiao Zhanzi didn't seem to mind.

"By the way, those two guys just said that you are a remnant soul, what's going on? Where is this?" Zhao Wuji asked casually.

"That's right, what they said is right, the me now is just a remnant soul. In fact, I should have died a long time ago... Died here, my home... the deserted city of prison!" It seemed to touch the heart, Xiao Zhanzi raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this time, the sky seemed to feel Xiao Zhanzi's mood, and it began to drizzle.

"The prison deserted city?" Zhao Wuji had never heard of this name, and Sui Xing in his mind also expressed that he didn't know.

"That's right, it turns out that this place is actually called Suyu Imperial City, and I am the owner of this imperial city!" Xiao Zhanzi's face was full of sadness, and he said lightly: "Do you want to hear a story?"

"Think!" Zhao Wou-ki nodded hastily.

"This story...starts from 2 years ago..." Xiao Zhanzi spoke slowly, as if his own memory, along with the recollection of the past, returned to the years of 2 years ago...

(End of this chapter)