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"No, the hairs on my body are standing on end, this place is dangerous."

Then the fat monk who spoke at the beginning uttered a loud shout of fear, turned around and ran back, and also ran with several young masters around him.

"Master Zhu, where are we going!"

The sweaty monk at the back uttered a question, and just when he looked up, he saw the running figure in front of him, but disappeared strangely.

"What about people, Mr. Zhu?"

A voice containing infinite fear lingered in all directions, and then in an alley not far from these people, the plump Mr. Zhu was struggling crazily like a drowning person.

But what he drowned was not water, but darkness, darkness boiling like sea water!

In the next breath, a hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbed Mr. Zhu's head, and grabbed it out of the darkness, and then a cold voice came out:

"Tell me about the person named Ah Fu you mentioned earlier?"

Chapter 1841 Soul Search

"Don't kill me, I said, don't kill me!"

In the alleys of Shangling City, billowing darkness swept outward like a tide, and then Mr. Zhu, who resumed his breathing, gasped violently while continuing to howl desperately.

Afterwards, Mr. Zhu saw that the hand holding his head did not continue to move, and the fear in his eyes did not diminish, and he continued to speak:

"Ah Fu, Ah Fu is a friend of ours. Although he is orphaned and widowed, he has a lot of fairy coins. According to what he said after he was drunk, his mother has a close relationship with Gun Jinzong, and he is very likely He is the heir of a certain figure in this sect.

"As we all know, the Gunjin Sect is the richest sect in our Taixuan Land, but not long ago, his mother suddenly disappeared, and then Ah Fu also left the city in a hurry without a trace."

After the eager voice fell, the darkness in the entire alley suddenly became several times more turbulent, like countless beasts with claws waving, roaring upwards.

This made Mr. Zhu tremble even more, and the voice of begging for mercy kept coming out:

"Let me go, please let me go, I've told you everything I know!"

Before the words fell, the hand stretched out in the darkness exerted a little force, and the night around him suddenly compressed inward, directly stunned Young Master Zhu, and he fell limp to the ground.

In the next breath, Ye Yi's silhouette suspended in the darkness gradually became clear, and slowly came out with a dignified voice:

"It's not good. The housekeeper who killed Jinzong actually has heirs. This is a huge weakness. He may not last long, and I hope there is still time."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Yi's figure rose into the sky, and the night in Shangling City became darker.

The sky and the earth are divided into day and night. Compared with the light, some things will be clearer in the dark, such as the screams of extreme pain.

In the depths of the Shenji Pavilion in Shangling City, within the underground palace, a creepy scream suddenly resounded:

"kill me!"

This roar is almost indescribable in words, because it contains countless negative emotions that can be called painful.

Then he sat on the chief seat of the punishment room, the old man of the Sixth Pavilion of Shenji Pavilion, the smile on the old man's face became wider and wider, his aggressive eyes stared at the eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him, which began to show fear in despair, and a faint voice came out:

"Yes, that's the look, that's the smell."

After these creepy words came out, the old man whose whole face began to twist slightly opened his mouth, and took another deep breath into the bloody air in front of him.

"It's an intoxicating desperation."

After finishing the words, Elder Liuge stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with an excited look on his face.

Then he stood up from his seat, walked up to the butler Gun Jinzong who was shaking like a rice sieve, stretched out his right hand, and pierced directly into one of the latter's eyes.

"Well!"

The eyeballs were completely poked, which made the middle-aged butler let out a muffled groan again, and then the old man's cold voice lingered again in his ears:

"The old man knows a kind of punishment, that is to poke people's eyes out, so that the pain will be multiplied, but this time the old man does not intend to completely blind you.

"Because I still want to keep you to see the precious son I have worked so hard to hide."

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged butler who was already on the verge of death suddenly raised his head with the strength coming from nowhere, and stared at the old Liuge in front of him with eyes that wanted to swallow the life in front of him.

"I've seen this kind of look from you a lot. It's not like there are others who are more vicious than you, but it has no effect except to make the old man more excited."

After the words fell, in order to let the middle-aged housekeeper understand that his words were true, Elder Liuge raised his hand and waved to the side of the execution room, and the voice came out:

"Your son should be called Ah Fu, this kid is quite smart, the night your old friend died, he ran away.

"Although he's not stupid, it's just that he's running in the wrong place. If you say he's rushing headlong into the Jinzong of Shangxiao City to find you, isn't that just like a sheep running into a tiger's mouth?"

After finishing speaking, the old man withdrew his hand and patted the bloody head of the butler in front of him, causing the voice of the latter's body to shake violently to continue to sound:

"To be honest, you really care about this son. Look at this kid eating fat for nothing. You don't know. I heard that when those soul masters chopped off his hands, a layer of white fat gushed out. That scene .”

After the slow words came out from the mouth of the elder Liuge, the middle-aged butler's eyes were full of despair.

"Bring a hand in."

The voice of the old Liuge continued to make broken cracks appear in the only remaining eye of the middle-aged housekeeper.

In the next breath, a hand was handed over to the old man, and then the veteran of Liuge put his head close to the ear of the middle-aged butler who was suspended, and said softly:

"From now on, every ten breaths, if you don't open up your spiritual consciousness and let this Pavilion Master search for the soul, then I will have someone cut off the rest of your son.

"If you want to give him a good time, you'd better hurry up."

After finishing speaking, the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of the old man's mouth became more and more intense. It could be seen that he enjoyed the pleasure of controlling other people's pain very much.

Then Liuge Lao raised his foot and tapped the ground lightly and rhythmically. Every light sound came out, representing the passage of time.

"Tap, tap."

Soon, the ten breaths passed, and the old man made another move to the outside, and the voice came out:

"Send a foot in."

After the unhurried words came out, the middle-aged butler trembled more violently, then the elder Liuge shook his head slightly, and continued to speak:

"The owner of the pavilion has changed his mind, let's still have two feet."

"As ordered!"

As soon as the order came out, the middle-aged soul clan who had been waiting by the side went straight out, and then heard an extremely shrill roar from behind:

"Roar!"

This roar sounded like a severe heartbreak, and then the slits in Butler Jinzong's eyeballs completely burst open, and a clear cracking sound could even be heard in the underground palace deep in the ground.

"Elder Ge's interrogation methods are as good as the sky, and even a master who is at the peak of the birth and death realm of palm can easily solve it. This disciple admires him!"

As soon as the voice came out, the middle-aged soul clan who was walking towards the door turned around, looked at the housekeeper Jin Zong, whose heart was completely broken, and continued to flatter:

"Watching an interrogation by the old man, the disciple sighed that he would never be able to hold a candle to him in this life."

"Everyone has weaknesses, it's important that you know what his weaknesses are."

With a somewhat complacent voice, it came from the mouth of the old man in Liuge, and then he raised his hand and waved lightly to the side, and the soul crystals in the execution room that could replenish the soul power automatically flew to the old man's mouth. In front of him, at the same time slowly rotating around the old man.

In the next breath, a large number of intertwined golden auras suddenly began to emerge from the pale golden soul eyes between Liuge's eyebrows, and then these golden auras converged inward to form a fist-sized golden figure.

"Soul search!"

The six pavilions of Shenji Pavilion opened their mouths all the time, let out a high-pitched roar like a victorious general, and raised their hands to touch the middle-aged housekeeper in front of him directly between the eyebrows.

At the same time, the golden soul shadow condensed in the old man's soul eyes, and he let out a similar roar, rushing into the completely dimmed and broken pupils of the middle-aged housekeeper in front of him.

Chapter 1842 Memory Fragments

The world is divided into yin and yang, and life also has life and death, so there are always things that complement each other but are opposed to each other in the entire Taixuan.

Among them, the soul and the body are included.

As a Taixuan creature capable of absorbing energy and cultivating, the soul and the body are indispensable, yet they are distinct.

The three-eyed soul race may be one of the races that have been studying the way of the soul for a long time in the entire land of Taixuan, but in fact, it is not easy to invade the souls of other creatures and explore the deepest secrets of their hearts, on the contrary, it is extremely difficult .

Life is a miracle between heaven and earth, it is a circle, and the deepest part of the circle is the soul that is heavily protected, so the first step for the souls of the Shenji Pavilion to search for the soul is to completely smash the protective soul circle.

The elder of the Six Pavilions was worthy of being the leading interrogator in the Shenji Pavilion. After taking advantage of his weakness, he easily destroyed the will of the middle-aged butler of Gun Jinzong, and then began the most important step of soul searching.

It is worth mentioning that the soul search carried out by the three-eyed soul clan is not a light matter, but has great risks, because it is essentially a kind of seizing, and even if the soul of the other party is destroyed , there will inevitably be accidents.

On the sea of ​​consciousness of the steward of Rolling Jinzong, the golden-glowing soul shadow of Liuge Lao condensed out, and then he stared at the surrounding sea of ​​consciousness with a large number of fragments floating around.

In the depths of a monk's spiritual consciousness is a sea, where the soul lives and nourishes and grows.

The elder of the Sixth Pavilion of Shenji Pavilion was no stranger to the monk's soul sea, and then he raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​consciousness and sky above which had been broken with a large number of wounds, as if admiring his perfect masterpiece, the corners of his mouth raised.

In the next breath, Elder Liuge showed a satisfied smile, and said quite complacently:

"It seems that this son is really your heart and soul, the soul and will are really broken, and the appearance of the sea of ​​consciousness and sky is really beautiful."

After the words fell, the elder Liuge bowed his head, and began to turn his eyes to the fragments floating on the sea of ​​souls, his brows were slightly frowned, and the voice continued:

"Searching souls for high-level monks is really troublesome. They have lived for too long. This sea of ​​souls is full of memory fragments. It takes a lot of effort to check, but finally caught a little clue of Daxia.

"Then let the old man see, what is so mysterious about this Great Xia in the Northern Territory!"

After finishing speaking, Elder Liuge no longer hesitated, opened his brows and opened his soul eyes, opened his mouth to face the sea of ​​souls in front of him, and opened his mouth to inhale.

In the next moment, the more violent fluctuations of the soul power swept outwards, and at the same time turned into violent devouring power, sucking in pieces of memory fragments floating on the sea surface.

"All kinds of memories are displayed in front of me!"

The voice of each word rolled out from the old mouth of Liuge. The former raised his hand and slapped forward. The entire soul sea below was directly wrapped in the memory fragments and rolled into the sky, and then exploded outward, forming a series of rapid waves. Flashing screen.

That was the life of the housekeeper Gun Jinzong.

A monk, especially a high-level monk, has such a long life, and his memory is as endless as the sea. In a sense, this search for souls is also a search for a needle in a haystack.

But the miraculous thing about the three-eyed soul clan is that when their soul power has been cultivated to a certain level, they can still find some differences from countless memory fragments.

There are countless memories in the broken soul sea of ​​Jinzong's middle-aged butler, and the fragments scattered on the soul sea, after being sucked by Liuge's old mouth, piled up densely, and there is no end in sight.

"It's all unimportant scattered memories."

A faint voice came out of the old man's mouth, and through his brows and soul eyes shrouded in pale golden soul light, one can see the memory fragments above the sea surface, all emitting some gray luster.

In the life of a living being, there are seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, and fear, each of which will make people remember deeply, and in the eyes of Mr. Liuge, the memories left by these violent emotions and the colors they show are very impressive. Are not the same.

What gray represents is naturally ordinary memory, so Liuge Lao waved his hand and smashed the gray fragments absorbed one by one, and kept searching for unique memories.

"If you want to search for matters related to Da Xia, it should be mainly the frightening memory fragments. There should not be many things that can frighten a master who is at the peak of the palm of birth and death."

After the words fell, the elder Liuge directly increased his devouring power, and saw more and more memory fragments pouring in like a tide. Gradually, some different colors appeared in these fragments.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, different colors represent a violent emotion among the seven emotions.

Afterwards, the elder Liuge frequently pointed to the colorful memory fragments in front of him, and memory pictures gradually appeared on the sea of ​​souls, but what made the old man frown was that none of these pictures showed the picture of the Great Summer in the Northern Territory .

"The time since Daxia was born is still short, and it only occupies a small part of his memory. It is really not easy to search for the soul."

A somewhat impatient voice came from the mouth of the elder Liuge, and in the next breath, a tyrannical look flashed in his eyes, he raised his hands, and more souls and consciousness were drawn from the body, and this sea of ​​souls was directly transformed into an unprecedented Level riots.

At the same time, in the underground torture chamber of Shangling City, the soul power surging out of the old body of Liuge was even more volatile, and the golden light gushed out like a tide, completely illuminating all directions.

"Ge Lao is worthy of being Ge Lao!"

After the awe-inspiring voice came out from the mouths of the surrounding soul masters, these people looked at the old man in the execution room, whose aura was surging and boiling, and the old man in his plain robes swelled up, fear and awe emerged in his eyes.

Even if these people are devils in the eyes of others, they will be afraid of another even more ferocious devil!

In the next breath, in the torture room where the soul power was violently shaking and fluctuating, the middle-aged soul clan who was in charge of Shangling City took a step forward, and the voice came out:

"Our soul clan will be extremely vulnerable when searching for souls, so for the safety of the elders, you go outside and guard first."

"As ordered!"

As soon as the words came out, the few people in the torture room didn't think about it, they turned to the outside, and gradually disappeared into the cold room. In the next breath, the eyes of this middle-aged soul clan moved, and the whole person slowly straightened up, and at the same time Loosing his somewhat rigid body.

At this moment, the temperament of the middle-aged soul clan also began to undergo drastic changes, and the self-confident and flamboyant color completely replaced the previous flattery and flattery, and a cold voice came out:

"The elders in the Shenji Pavilion are still so superior and ignorant, but they don't know that this huge Yu Pavilion and the entire three-eyed soul clan are like a rice warehouse that has been completely hollowed out. It looks beautiful on the surface. In fact, the inside is already dilapidated."

After the voice fell, the middle-aged soul clan continued to step forward, and also stretched out their fingers, pointing directly at the back of the elder Liuge, and the frenzied voice continued to roll out:

"The Holy One is equal to the sky, and the longevity is boundless. The Shenji Pavilion will also usher in new changes."

Chapter 1843 Memories of Fear and Excitement

"Boom boom boom!"