President's bodyguard

"You, what on earth do you want to do?" Ziyan Lanxi's teeth kept shaking, and a simple sentence seemed to drain every bit of strength in her body.

"I said, I will borrow your soul." The person opposite smiled like a devil.

"What did you do to me?" Ziyan Lan Xi was a little desperate. With his strength, ordinary poisons had no effect on her, and it seemed that she had never heard of any poison that could strip a person's soul. Who would have the chance to poison Ziyan Lanxi with such a poison?
"I have to ask your most beloved disciple. If it wasn't for her, it would not be so easy to plant Soul Devouring Gu in your body."

"Soul-eating Gu? My most beloved disciple?" Ziyan Chuxue and Ziyan Qiu flashed into Ziyan Lanxi's mind. The most important disciple; and after Zi Yanqiu received the inheritance of the Martial Emperor, the person she most valued became Zi Yanqiu.

Could it be that one of the two of them did it to him?

"Who did it, Ziyan Chuxue or Ziyanqiu?" Ziyan Lanxi asked through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, I won't tell you." The other party smiled triumphantly, and when the bell rang, Ziyan Lanxi only felt retched for a while, and then saw a black gas gushing out of her mouth.

"What is it?" Ziyan Lanxi took a closer look, and her stomach twitched instantly, because it was not gas, but a group of flying insects, which should be the soul-eating Gu that the other party said.

With the insects flying out of her mouth, Ziyan Lanxi felt her body was smashed into pieces, and she fell to the ground without breathing.

On the other side:
Wang Huai and Wang Yiyun brought Ziyanqiu to a mountain forest a few kilometers away from Ziyan's family.

"You have already refined the Martial Emperor's inheritance, so you should know what we want to do." Wang Yiyun said calmly.

Zi Yanqiu's eyes were a little dull. Having obtained the inheritance of the Martial Emperor, he thought that he could reach the sky in one step, but he didn't expect such a result to come after only a few days.

"Is it true that we can stop that person if we die?" Zi Yanqiu asked.

Wang Huai was silent. To be honest, he was not sure. The eight ghosts gathered in the yin had been arranged by the opponent for many years, and he and Wang Yiyun had only just come into contact. Hard to say.

In other words, the sacrifices of these inheritors may be meaningless to a large extent.

"Not necessarily." Wang Yiyun said directly, "If you don't die now, the evil cultivator will eventually succeed in cultivation, and then you will still have to die; if you sacrifice now, at least there will be a certain chance to stop him."

Wang Yiyun's answer made Zi Yanqiu silent for a long time.

No one is not afraid of death, even Wang Huai and Wang Yiyun, Zi Yanqiu is no exception.

"I am an orphan. I have no father or mother since I was a child. Master brought me into the Ziyan family. It is my blessing to live to this day. You...do it!" Ziyanqiu finished speaking and closed the door. eyes.

This Zi Yanqiu left a mediocre impression on Wang Huai in the Emperor Wu's Tomb, but at this moment, Wang Huai was also a little moved when he saw her expression of resignation to death.

"actually……"

"Pa" Before Wang Huai could say anything, Wang Yiyun's palm landed on Zi Yanqiu's neck impartially.

Zi Yanqiu, who had crossed the ninth level of tribulation, collapsed and died instantly.

Then I saw a Nascent Soul appearing from above her body, trying to escape at an extremely fast speed, but Wang Yiyun stretched out his hand and pinched it, and with a wave of his hand, he didn't know where to put it.

Wang Huai didn't ask any more questions. He estimated that there should be something similar to his sea of ​​consciousness in Wang Yiyun's body.

"Why don't you tell her that if we succeed, there is hope for her to be resurrected?" Wang Huai asked.

"Hope?" Wang Yiyun smiled wryly, and asked back, "Do you think we have any hope of success?"

Wang Huai was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

"Keep her body, if you think we will succeed." Wang Yiyun said.

Without hesitation, Wang Huai threw Zi Yanqiu's body into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Huai's Sea of ​​Consciousness cannot store living things with specific forms, except for the little princess, but dead things including corpses are fine.

"When I think about running around with a woman's corpse on my back every day, I feel a little sick to my stomach." Wang said with a bad smile.

"Don't worry, there will be more than one soon."

"Do you need to refine them first?" Wang Huai asked. He had already handed over the Nascent Souls of Xiao Yi and Ling Chen to Wang Yiyun. According to their plan, all the Nascent Souls who had inherited these people Hand it over to Wang Yiyun, plus he himself got a copy of the nine Martial Emperor inheritances, let Wang Yiyun refine it by himself, so that he can enter the Eight Ghosts Gathering Yin Formation and kill that evil cultivator.

Wang Yiyun shook his head, "Let's talk about it after collecting all of them. If there are one or two missing in the end, then there is no need to refine them."

"That's right, where are we going next?" Wang Huai asked, and now there are still Tianshan Jun Mowen, Golden Buddha Gate Capricorn, and Xue Liufeng from the Hall of Souls.

"Let's go to the Golden Buddha Gate. The double-faced Buddha should be easier to talk to, and that Capricorn is a bit weird, and there may be unexpected problems. Let's solve it as soon as possible."

So, Wang Yiyun once again sacrificed the flying boat to go to the Golden Buddha Gate, but just as they were about to set off, they suddenly felt many powerful auras flying towards them, and soon, the flying boat was captured by a group of people. People in white clothes surrounded them, and at first glance, they were all from Ziyan's family, including Ziyan Chuxue, and most of them had very ugly faces, all of them murderous, as if they had something different from Wang Huai and the others. It's the same as a common hatred.

The leader was Zi Yanping, holding a long black sword in his hand, which formed a sharp contrast with her white clothes.

On the other hand, Ziyan Lanxi of the Ziyan family did not come.

"What's wrong?" Wang Huai asked a little puzzled.

"Wang Huai, Wang Yiyun, you two are devoid of conscience. Our Patriarch has already agreed to let Zi Yanqiu go with you. You have never blamed what you did to Ziyan's family before. I didn't expect you to be so vicious and secretly treat our Patriarch. To use despicable means to harm her, we will kill both of you today even if the net is broken, all elders, set up the formation!"

Zi Yanping gave an order, and suddenly several figures rushed out, dancing back and forth in mid-air, and finally surrounded Wang Huai and Wang Yiyun.

There are 49 people in total, and the magical weapons in each person's hands are different in size, but all 49 people exude a strong aura, and each of them is full of killing intent. The 49 forces cross and converge in mid-air, forming a huge sky. The net trapped Wang Huai and Wang Yiyun.

"Charming Thousand Shadow Formation, kill!" Zi Yanping's voice fell, and the 49 figures transformed at the same time, and thousands of figures appeared in the sky in an instant, and then attacked Wang Huai and Wang Yiyun at the same time.