Doupo: Life Simulator

   Chapter 423 Silent World

  The huge bone knife rapidly enlarged in Xiao Ming's pupils, and his hands suddenly changed fingerprints.

   "Silent world!"

Between the    eyebrows, the terrifying soul force was mobilized, and then spread out around like a ripple.

  As the soul fluctuations spread to his side, the Great Heavenly Venerate only felt a trance, and then an irresistible suction came. After he recovered, he found himself in a place of ice and snow.

   The terrain here is extremely flat, the sky and the earth are endless, the storm is sweeping, and the snow is fluttering, there is no sound, it is extremely strange.

"What is this place!"

   The old face of the Great Heavenly Venerate is extremely solemn, Xiao Ming can use such a strange method, why their Soul Palace has been ignorant!

   As a fighting saint, Da Tianzun has lived for a long time. After stabilizing his mentality a little, he soon discovered that something was wrong with him.

   raised his palm slightly, and found that his body was somewhat transparent, and he could no longer feel the majestic fighting spirit on his body.

"Has my soul been pulled into a different dimension? To be able to do this so easily, I don't think the rank is too low. It seems that after capturing Xiao Ming, he will need to be severely tortured to make him surrender. Use this method!"

   A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and the Great Heavenly Venerate murmured in a low voice, he came out of the soul clan, and he possessed a lot of soul skills, but he also did not have such a powerful move.

   "It's arrogant to actually dare to fight other people's attention when death is imminent."

  Suddenly, a mocking sound broke the tranquility of this world, and I saw an illusory figure ten meters in front of the Great Heavenly Venerate, gradually becoming solid.

The weird and gloomy eyes swept across Xiao Ming, and the Great Heavenly Venerate suddenly realized that something was wrong. This space should only enter the soul, so Xiao Ming in front of him is also a soul body, but why Xiao Ming's soul body is so solid, it is simply It is no different from a living person, and compared to him, his transparent body is far worse.

Weighing the pros and cons in his heart, the Great Heavenly Venerate blocked Xiao Ming's previous words and said decisively: "Xiao Ming, why don't you go to my soul clan, as long as you hand over the ancient emperor Tuoshe jade, that is a great achievement, and my soul clan can reward it You have many treasures, and you can even reward you and my soul clan’s Dou Di bloodline, with your talent and Dou Di bloodline, the advanced Dou Sheng is only a dozen years old.”

   "You have been in Zhongzhou for a few years, and even if you come, you know the truth of the words of this saint. This is not impossible for my soul clan."

  Xiao Ming heard the words and asked with great interest: "I just threw the head of the deputy hall master of your soul hall into the thatched hut. Do you think that you have the ability to settle him?"

   Da Tianzun's dry old face twitched slightly, and his hoarse voice sounded again.

   "As long as you hand over the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, that's not a problem. After all, it's just a clone."

   In this regard, Xiao Ming just smiled, he really thought he had no brains, the people of the Soul Clan were so cruel that they didn't even let themselves go, and they even put it in there to draw a big cake for him.

   "Sorry, I don't have the habit of being a dog, especially you guys who are not human and ghosts."

   Great Tianzun heard the words, his face suddenly gloomy.

   With a move of the palm, the power of the soul surged and turned into a ghost-headed knife.

   "Xiao Ming, this sage's soul sword is made from the souls of ten thousand people. I don't know how many people sacrificed to the sword. As long as it is invaded by the sword wind, it will definitely suffer from the pain of ten thousand souls!"

   The ghost-headed knife in the hand of the Great Heavenly Venerate is slightly horizontal, but it is gloomy: "Since you are stubborn, today, the old man will use it to take your life, and it can be considered to look down on you!"

   "By the way."

   Xiao Ming showed contempt, in his world, it was a bit ridiculous to fight him with a knife.

   "Humph! Arrogance!"

The Great Heavenly Venerate smiled, the black energy in his body surged, turning into one after another hideous soul, screaming and screaming constantly rushing into the ghost-headed knife, and with the influx of these many souls, the ghost-headed knife was white. On the surface of his body, a trace of dark red gradually appeared, like dark bloodstains...

   "Soul Destruction!"

   As the weird bloodstain appeared on the ghost-headed sword, there was a dignified expression on the face of the Great Heavenly Venerate. With a sudden wave of his palm, the huge ghost-headed sword slashed down at Xiao Ming.

   "Give me death!"

   There was a stern look on the face of the Great Heavenly Venerate. Wherever the ghost head knife passed, the space collapsed. The ground of this space was cut into a huge deep ravine hundreds of feet long...

   In the face of such attacks, Xiao Ming's expression did not change, he just watched quietly.

   The ghost-headed knife came in the blink of an eye and directly split Xiao Ming into two pieces.

   "Success!"

   Great Tianzun was overjoyed, and then he felt something was wrong.

"too easy!"

   I saw Xiao Ming's body condensed again, with that slightly mocking smile still on his face.

   "No, how can you have nothing at all, and this saint's ghost-headed sword fighting saint can't take over safely!"

Xiao Ming laughed, in the silent world, if the soul is too weaker than him, then it is impossible to cause harm to him, and the soul of the Great Heavenly Venerate will barely lift his shoes, even if there is a ghost head knife made by Wanhun. How, if the soul power is exhausted, it is impossible to move his hair.

   Of course, there is no need to talk to the Great Heavenly Venerate about this kind of thing.

   "Is that so? Well, enough time has been wasted. Tell me the headquarters of the other continent's soul halls, and I can leave you a whole corpse."

   That's right, Xiao Minghui is talking so much nonsense with this Great Heavenly Venerate that he just wants to know where the headquarters of the Soul Palace branch is located in other continents.

   In the later stage of the Heaven Realm, the soul will break through the Heaven Realm Great Perfection.

   Might as well grab the soul source of the Soul Hall.

   The Soul Source of Central Continent was taken precautions by the previous two actions, and the Soul Palace could no longer be grabbed, so we could only grab the Soul Source of other continents.

   "You took the origin of the souls of those branch halls? No wonder you are so young, but your soul level is so high!"

   "Hehe, it's not stupid! Tell me the location of the headquarters of those mainland soul halls."

   "Wishful thinking."

   In this regard, the Great Heavenly Venerate sneered and attacked again. The ghost-headed sword was full of murderous intentions, and he slashed straight at Xiao Ming.

   In this regard, Xiao Ming just stared at it, and the ghost-headed knife disappeared directly.

how is this possible!

  The Great Heavenly Venerate was startled and immediately wanted to make a seal, but found that his body was unable to move.

   "Don't say it, I have a way for you to say it."

  Xiao Ming glanced at the other party, his mind moved, the surrounding environment changed, Da Taizun was tied to a cross around him, and two black fog figures appeared beside him, holding pliers and scissors in their hands.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just to let you taste the torture of the eighteen layers of hell. Of course, you may not know what a layer of **** is, but it doesn't matter, you will know after you experience it." Xiao Ming smiled slightly, and the two figures immediately stepped forward and broke apart. The mouth of the Great Heavenly Venerate, the tongue is clamped with iron pliers, and pulled out, not pulled out at once, but elongated, slowly pulled...

"what!"

   screams resounded throughout the world.

   This is not because the Great Heavenly Venerate is weak, but tortured in this world, that is, the torture of the soul. This kind of pain penetrates into the soul. Can you resist it once, can you resist it countless times?

   (end of this chapter)