Soul travels through the world of immortality

At this time, Li Mingyang saw that Khenpo had taken part of the antidote and his symptoms of poisoning were slightly relieved, but he was still unable to get up. His body was curled up and fell on the ground like aspic.

After Li Mingyang had just finished his words and punished the two demons, most of his anger was gone. He felt that it was boring to play with him any more, so he cast a restraining technique on the Khenpo and tied him into a twist with the Immortal Binding Lock. Throw it into a space in the Bafang box.

At this time, he wanted to see how the Wulingluan Cave was being cleaned up, so he sent his clone to fly out of the restriction.

The cave was still the same, with piles of poop everywhere, but Wu Lingluan was nowhere to be found in the clone.

The clone quickly returned to Li Mingyang's body, letting him know the situation outside.

Li Mingyang secretly said "No," and then he took the khenpo out of the Bafang box again.

"Let me ask you, have you seen this Wu Lingluan's wife? What kind of monster is she and what kind of exercises does she usually use? Also, what magic weapon did Wu Lingluan give you to resist the sound he makes? Quickly and honestly. Come on."

Khenpo knew that he was about to die soon, so he hoped that Li Mingyang would give him a happy life. He seemed to have seen that it was impossible to escape, and said quietly.

"I only know that his wife also has three legs. I really don't know what her true form is. But Wu Lingluan has always been very afraid of her wife. She must have a strong skill. As for the magic weapon to resist the sound, that is the one he gave me. Opposite sound resistance ring.”

Li Mingyang untied Khenpo again and asked him to take out his storage bag and the magic weapon called the sound resistance ring.

This magical instrument is neither gold nor silver, and is a bit like colloid. It is two large pieces, like concave rings, which can be placed on the ears. Li Mingyang held it in his hand and played with it for a long time, then cast a spell on the sound resistance ring. The device slowly rose and automatically fit into his ear.

This object seems to be nothing, fitting the ears and isolating the sounds from the outside world.

Li Mingyang was delighted. This magical weapon was quite practical. It seemed that Wu Lingluan was quite confident in his sonic attack, otherwise he would not have created such a magical weapon.

At this time he looked at Khenpo and said.

"For the sake of the treasure you gave me, I will give you two more choices. One is that you are still in the Bafang Box and will be attacked by the spirit at night. If you survive, I will let you go.

Second, if you can still have some dignity by blowing yourself up, I can also leave you with a complete body. "

Khenpo sighed, recalling his tens of thousands of years of practice. As far as he knew, no monster could withstand the attack of the spirit of Jiuyou Land. Moreover, the man in front of him must be trying to kill him and would never be good.

Thinking of this, Khenpo lamented again and said.

"I also know that I am facing a dead end now, so I might as well blow myself up and still have some dignity."

As he spoke, Khenpo started to use his skills to separate the soul from the body. Its soul gradually expanded and became larger, accumulating more and more energy. It swelled like a bubble and grew several times larger.

There was a bang, and Khenpo's soul couldn't hold on and exploded. The shadow of the soul floated away like debris, disappearing completely bit by bit.

Li Mingyang pointed, and a ball of flame flashed out from his fingertips and flew towards its body.

The next moment, raging flames ignited, burning so hard that the restraints were deformed and unstable.

Li Mingyang waited for Khenpo's body to be completely reduced to ashes, and his heart finally returned to peace. He used the breathing technique, broke the restriction, and flew out of the cave.

It was almost dusk outside now, and the extremely turbid fog made the surrounding desolation even more desolate.