The Lord of Soul Palace

Chapter 110 Helping the Soul Clan!Soul Emperor strength! (Second update! Please subscribe!)

"I would like to know, how much of your current strength can you use?"

Hun Miesheng stepped towards Emperor Huntian step by step.

The little fairy doctor stood in the void with his eyes tightly closed.

The silver-white soft long hair is raised behind her, and it rests on the tender and clean palm.

Nine-colored poisonous mist billowed out from the nine-colored poison source, spreading toward the heaven and earth, almost covering all the people of the soul clan.

Wherever the poisonous mist passed, there were Senbai's bones.

In the army of the soul clan, except for the dozen or so remaining fighting saints, everyone's bodies were rapidly decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What kind of poison is this?"

"Murdering rotting bones, even Dou Sheng can't be spared?"

Hun Xuzi's face was extremely pale, this kind of nine-color poisonous mist, even he, a high-ranking nine-rank alchemist, had never seen it before.

His own body was also beginning to rot, but it was slower than others. As an alchemist, his body already possessed resistance to various toxins.

However, for the others, he had no choice but to watch them die in agony.

He can't cure this kind of poison.

In the void, there was a muffled sound.

The two figures separated.

Emperor Hun Tiandi and Hun Miesheng met each other with palms, and they were knocked back five or six steps.

His eyes were gloomy, and the breath in his body was getting more and more disordered.

His strength was constantly suppressed by the stele, and the toxins in his body were spreading rapidly, and he had to spend most of his fighting spirit to resist the nine-color poisonous mist outside.

His current strength may not even be able to display [-]% of the strength of the nine-star peak Dou Sheng.

If he stayed any longer, he might even risk his own life here.

At this moment, the outer barrier suddenly trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

"Someone is attacking the enchantment!"

Hun Miesheng frowned.

The Emperor Huntian gritted his teeth, waved his sleeves, and used fighting energy to roll up Hunxuzi, Huntu, Hunfeng, and seven or eight elders of the fighting saints of the soul clan, breaking through the space and fleeing directly out of this space.

As for the remaining one thousand people, he couldn't care less about it.

Emperor Huntian snorted coldly, and shot with all his strength, repelling Hun Miesheng. At the same time, the black battle energy quickly gathered, and the huge palm of the battle energy grabbed towards the outer barrier!
Under the attack of internal and external forces, the enchantment finally shattered like a mirror.

"Soul is destroyed, this emperor will never let you go, just wait for this emperor, I will extract your soul and refine your soul, and the entire soul palace will disappear in this world!"

Hun Tiandi snorted coldly, tore apart the space, and escaped from the space of the Soul Palace.

Almost all of the more than 3 people brought by Emperor Huntian died here.

Blood flowed like rivers around the Soul Palace, it's not an exaggeration at all.

The people in the Hall of Souls knelt down behind Hun Miesheng excitedly, and everyone looked at Hun Miesheng with fiery eyes, as if they were worshiping a god or Buddha.

He thought it was a fatal situation, but he turned the situation around by himself.

Simply miraculous.

Hun Miesheng could see that the loyalty of these people was rapidly increasing, and almost [-]% of them directly increased to one hundred.

"Emperor Soul has escaped?"

The little fairy doctor's face showed joy, and he put away the poisonous fog that filled the sky, leaving only a pile of bones on the ground.

"You did well."

Hun Miesheng smiled lightly, hugged her into his arms, and kissed the little fairy doctor's forehead, "This is a reward."

"It's clearly taking advantage and still speaking so righteously!"

The little fairy doctor snorted softly.

Hun Miesheng stretched his waist, then squinted his eyes slightly, and looked out of the space of the Soul Palace.

"However, now, I'm afraid it's just the beginning."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked into the void.

It can be seen that countless black shadows have surrounded the entire space of the soul palace.

"Take a rest and recover, and prepare for a deadly battle."

……

Emperor Huntian escaped from the space of the Soul Palace in embarrassment, and returned to the top of the desert.

Of the 3 people, only Huntiandi, Hunxuzi, Huntu, Hunfeng, and Liao Liao are the eight elders who are fighting saints.

"Patriarch!"

"How did you end up like this!"

As soon as they showed their figures, a skinny old man in black robe came up to him, his expression was astonished.

"Elder Taishang!"

Hun Tiandi and the others all showed joy on their faces.

"I saw the soul cards of dozens of fighting saints and elders in the soul clan suddenly shattered, so I brought people to investigate without authorization, and asked the patriarch to forgive me."

Immediately, the skinny old man looked behind Emperor Huntian, but there were no other figures, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

"Could it be that the rest of my clan really..."

Emperor Huntian's face was not very good-looking, and he clenched his palms tightly.

"You take someone to block this place, don't let anyone go."

"When the emperor regains his strength in a few days, he will personally destroy the Soul Palace and this entire space!"

The Supreme Elder of the Soul Clan had no choice but to take orders.

Emperor Huntian sat cross-legged on the spot, began to expel the toxins in his body, and restored his fighting spirit and soul power.

After five days.

Emperor Huntian suddenly opened his eyes, and let out a breath of foul air.

His aura has returned to its peak state at this moment!
Without the suppression of strength, the fighting spirit between heaven and earth is also allowed to be mobilized by him, and the self-confidence that belongs to the strong has once again returned.

Leading tens of thousands of people from the soul clan stepped into the void above the space of the soul hall.

"Soul Miesheng, your time of death has arrived!"

The aura belonging to the peak of the Nine Star Fighting Saints was released without reservation, and even the people of the soul clan felt frightened.

Emperor Hun Tian took a step forward.

He stretched out his palm, and the battle qi from thousands of miles around frantically gathered, forming a monstrous hand, which grasped the entire space of the soul hall without the slightest hesitation.

The space trembled with a "buzzing" sound and shook violently, apparently unable to withstand such a terrifying power.

Seeing that the space is about to collapse.

A golden barrier appeared, enveloping the entire space, resisting this terrifying attack.

Emperor Huntian's eyes darkened slightly.

"rise!"

He pointed at the billions of yellow sands in the wasteland desert.

The yellow sand all over the sky rose up, forming a tornado storm thousands of feet high.

The storm drove powerful energy to continuously collide and rub against the golden barrier, creating countless lightning arcs and sparks!

The light of the barrier gradually dimmed, and finally collapsed and dissipated with a bang.

The yellow sand tornado will take advantage of the trend to destroy the space!
At this moment, a monstrous black river gushed out from the space of the Soul Palace. The river rolled to stop the yellow sand all over the sky, and the tornado of yellow sand collapsed in an instant.

A black-robed figure with a strange face stepped out from the space of the Soul Hall.

He was holding a dark drop of water in his hand, which was slowly turning, and endless black water gushed out from the drop, converging into rivers.

"Hun Miesheng, let me see how you can escape from the palm of this emperor this time!"

The endless yellow sand rolled up again, condensed into a big mountain, and crushed towards Hun Mie Sheng!
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