Become stronger by accepting disciples: all disciples are rebellious against their master

Chapter 176

Zhao Wuji's cold curse reached everyone's ears, and they were all slightly stunned, wondering how Zhao Wuji got into the secret book?

This Zhao Wuji was the Zhao Wuji who first appeared in Lingxiao Chamber of Commerce.

However, it was also a clone that Hun Wuji used Zhao Wuji's body to refine, and it also entered the secret realm when the secret book was opened.

As people from the Nether Demon Sect, Wu Fa and Wu Tian have always been arrogant and could not stand this unwarranted accusation, so they retorted.

Wu Fa's face was full of resentment, and his words were full of unwillingness to be outdone:

"Zhao Shengzi, you came in by yourself, why don't you take action yourself?"

Wu Tian also echoed and mocked in a yin-yang tone:

"That's right, Zhao Shengzi will definitely succeed immediately if he takes action."

They originally intended to save some face, but they didn't know that this move completely angered Hun Wuji.

A fierce light flashed in Hun Wuji's eyes, and the soul flag in his hand instantly appeared.

The soul flag was surrounded by dark soul power, as if it had absorbed endless resentment from the underworld, revealing a chilling atmosphere of death.

Two soul power threads shot out like agile poisonous snakes at lightning speed, accurately entangled Wu Fa and Wu Tian.

Wu Fa and Wu Tian were terrified, their eyes widened, and just as they were about to struggle, they felt that their souls were being pulled by an invisible force. Before they could scream, their souls were forcibly pulled out of their bodies.

Two illusory souls were seen struggling and twisting at the end of the soul power threads, their faces twisted and painful.

The bodies of the two men fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut, without life.

Only a pair of empty eyes were left, staring straight at the sky, as if accusing this sudden misfortune.

However, Hun Wuji did not stop there, but continued to attack the surrounding monks.

"All of them will become the nourishment of the Soul Devouring Banner!"

Hun Wuji was like a ignited gunpowder barrel. After extracting the souls of Wu Fa and Wu Tian, ​​he completely fell into a frenzy of slaughter.

The gloomy soul banner in his hand waved wantonly, and the soul power thread was like a black deadly spider silk.

It crisscrossed and spread wildly in the air, sweeping towards the monks around who had not had time to react.

Those monks were already shocked by the tense battle situation before.

Seeing Hun Wuji suddenly rise up, they were even more frightened.

Some turned around and tried to escape in panic, stumbling, but were tripped by the panicked crowd.

Some tried to use magic weapons to resist, but their hands were shaking, and they couldn't recite the magic formulas properly. The magic weapons were dim and hung crookedly in front of them, without any power.

The soul power threads accurately wrapped around the monks one by one, and in an instant, shrill screams resounded through the valley.

The bodies of the monks who were entangled trembled violently, their faces were distorted beyond human form, their eyes bulged out, and their eye sockets were about to burst.

Black soul power continued to emerge from the seven orifices like green smoke, which was a sign that their souls were forcibly extracted.

As the souls were pulled out of the body bit by bit, their bodies quickly shrank, their skins were close to their bones, and they looked withered, and their vitality disappeared.

After the original fresh breath of life was extracted, it turned into strands of dark energy, which was continuously absorbed into the soul flag along the soul power thread.

The originally dim runes on the soul flag seemed to be injected with chicken blood, flashing with strange light, and the dark soul power surged even more, as if cheering for this gluttonous feast.

In the distance, Xingchenzi watched this scene, and was so scared that his soul was about to die, and he secretly thanked himself for not going forward to join in the fun.

Then, he turned around and ran, not daring to stay here, and couldn't afford to provoke.

At the same time, Leng Wuchen was watching from a distance. He was much calmer than Xingchenzi.

At this moment, the old man in Leng Wuchen's body transmitted a voice:

"Boy, leave quickly, you can't afford to offend this person!"

Leng Wuchen did not hesitate to hear this and left immediately without any delay.

Hun Wuji did not care about the two people's escape.

In his eyes, these ant-like cultivators were just "nutrients" that would be harvested sooner or later. The top priority at the moment was to confirm Chu Ziyao's identity.

His eyes penetrated the light curtain of the Yunlou formation, as if he could look directly into the depths of Chu Ziyao's soul. His voice was full of amusement and exploration, and he spoke slowly:

"Okay, everything is cleaned up, we can have a good chat, Ziyao Immortal Emperor!"

This shout was like a thunder exploding in Chu Ziyao's ears.

She was startled and wondered how Hun Wuji knew the name of "Ziyao Immortal Emperor". This was the deepest secret she hid in her heart.

Now that he is mentioned by this person, could it be that this person has had a conflict with his past life?

Chu Ziyao searched in her memory, but there was no such person. Her beautiful eyes flickered and she denied:

"You have recognized the wrong person. I am not the Ziyao Immortal Emperor you mentioned."

"Chu Ziyao, don't be stubborn.

Although you don't have her aura, and you haven't practiced her previous life's skills and martial arts.

But some of the movements and expressions in your gestures are too similar to the Ziyao Immortal Emperor.

Even if you deny it, you can't hide it from me. "

Hun Wuji's voice echoed in the silent valley, cold and with a trace of unquestionable certainty.

Every word seemed to carry an invisible pressure, covering Chu Ziyao and Nangong Shiyu.

Seeing this, Chu Ziyao said to Nangong Shiyu:

"Shiyu, enter the Cloud Tower!"

Nangong Shiyu did not hesitate to hear the words and flew into the Cloud Tower. She knew that with her cultivation level, she would only become a burden to her senior sister.

Hun Wuji watched Nangong Shiyu enter the Cloud Tower, and he did not stop her. In his opinion, these three people would become his forbidden food.

"Who are you?"

Chu Ziyao knew that it was meaningless to deny it, so she asked directly and domineeringly.

"Haha, I was right. You are the Immortal Emperor Ziyao.

God has been very kind to me, Hun Wuji, and let me meet the Immortal Emperor Ziyao who has not grown up after rebirth. "

Hun Wuji's laughter echoed in the silent valley, revealing a creepy gloom, and every word seemed to be a verdict on Chu Ziyao's fate.

When Chu Ziyao heard the name Hun Wuji, she seemed to think of something.

Before Chu Ziyao asked the doubts in her heart, Hun Wuji continued:

"You were a high and mighty Immortal Emperor in your previous life, how could you know a small person like me? "

When Chu Ziyao heard the name Hun Wuji, vague memories flashed through her mind, but it was difficult to piece together a complete picture.

She tried hard to search deep in her memory, trying to find clues related to Hun Wuji, but in the end she found nothing.

But she suddenly thought of the name of a force - Soul Palace, the mysterious organization that had a great relationship with her fall in her previous life.

Thinking of this, Chu Ziyao became alert. Could it be that the Soul Palace also appeared in this lower world?

She looked at Hun Wuji again, knowing that the person in front of her was definitely not a good person, and there must be many unspeakable secrets behind him.

Hun Wuji looked at Chu Ziyao's thoughtful expression and showed a sly smile.

"Ziyao Immortal Emperor, did you remember something? Do you want me to give you some hints?"

Chu Ziyao looked at Hun Wuji's arrogant look and felt disgusted, but still asked tentatively:

"Are you from the Soul Palace?"