Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 460: Soul-stealing betrayed us both

Duo Po ran for his life frantically, but the figures behind him were faster than the other, chasing him relentlessly and leaving him no chance to escape.

I really didn't intend to let him escape!

Twelve people including Liu Zongyuan took great pains to dig out the soul-stealing lair from the mouth of the useless soul, so how could they let him escape?

I came here today to kill the old dog in Yama Palace!

"Sword Knot Formation!"

The leader of the twelve people was an old man with an immortal look. As he crossed the air with his hands behind his back, he was able to increase the speed of the people around him. When he saw that the enemy was getting closer and closer, he started to shout.

Naturally, Duopo heard the noise clearly, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Soon, thousands of sword shadows condensed in the void behind him, and murderous intent was lurking among the shadows.

He was almost scared to death by such a grand scene.

As for what?
He is just the ninth one, why is it necessary to send out twelve people?

And! Why could someone find me in such a secret place?

He has all the isolation arrays, concealment arrays, and sleight of hand. Even if these people have a keen nose, they may not be able to find them, right?

It's fucking weird.

"put!"

There were bursts of shouting orders coming from behind him, which frightened him so much that he lost his soul and dared not even turn his head. He just tried his best to escape.

A huge tsunami arose in the calm sea, accompanied by earth-shaking explosions, and in an instant, huge waves were stirred up within a radius of ten miles.

In the wind and waves, Duopo looked more and more embarrassed, and in his heart he cursed all the eighteen generations of the twelve people's ancestors.

This is really intended to take his life!

"No, I will definitely die if I continue like this!"

As Duopo was trying to escape, his mind raced.

It would be useless for him to escape as he was being chased by twelve people. The longer he dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

If he wants to survive, he has to find a helper.

As it happens, there is a good neighbor just a hundred miles away.

……

"I want your secret!"

It was the split soul who spoke. When he saw that Han Yu, who had been rolling around in the cauldron for the whole morning, was finally unable to make a sound, he rushed forward in joy and couldn't wait to shout into the cauldron.

But unexpectedly, there was no movement at all in the cauldron.

Could it be that he died from the pain?

The soul split took a few steps closer in confusion, and suddenly a strong hand stretched out quickly and grabbed him like an iron clamp. The soul split was startled, and then he realized that the other party had been restrained tightly, and was no longer the strong man who could suppress and beat him.

He was very angry, not knowing whether it was because he was embarrassed by being frightened by him or because he was angry at the other party's stubborn attitude.

Han Yu was ultimately unable to catch the other party. Not to mention that the chains on the Dragon Prison Pillar had greatly weakened him, just by extending his hand out of the cauldron he felt a huge suppressive force.

Even if he caught him, he didn't have the energy to pull him in.

"It seems you haven't suffered enough."

The soul retreated with gnashing teeth. He had never seen such a tough person.

Han Yu shrank back into the cauldron, his whole body still trembling. How could he be tough? He was almost driven crazy by these waves of torture.

The whole morning seemed like a year, and the pain of his flesh being peeled off again and again was like cutting him into pieces.

"You have to hold on and don't sell me out."

The weapon spirit encouraged Han Yu in his sea of ​​consciousness, fearing that Han Yu would reveal his true colors in the next moment. The peddler could see it clearly from below, and Han Yu's stubbornness really slapped him in the face again.

It's ok that he's physically strong, but his ability to endure is so terrible?
If you think about it, this is equivalent to him experiencing countless deaths in one morning!
How was such a freak brought up?
It's a pity that Han Yu couldn't hear the other party's thoughts, otherwise he could tell him that first he would lose twenty years of luck, and then someone would come to torture his ancestors. He never had a favorable situation, and was always targeted by cultivators stronger than himself, and had to deal with thunder from time to time.

If he's not dead after a year, it will probably work.

The soul fragment gritted his teeth, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He said loudly, "I don't believe this kid is not afraid of pain. Use your power on that part of the man and blast it for a long time to see how it works."

After hearing these words, Han Yu, who was inside the cauldron, suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, and his whole face was filled with murderous intent.

Bastard, is this how you play it?
No matter how good he is at enduring pain, he may not be able to endure this kind of torture. Even if he can endure it, who knows whether he can still function normally in the days to come after being blown up for half a day.

"Fenhun, you'd better not let me escape, otherwise you'll be prepared to spend the rest of your life in the toilet!"

Han Yu's cold words coming from the cauldron also made the soul's facial features distorted, and he felt a chill in his heart.

The peddler raised his eyebrows and smiled. He had never thought of such a method. In fact, it’s not that he had never thought of it, but it was too despicable, so he had never used it.

He glanced at the soul in surprise, and nodded in appreciation, "You are very mean, I am beginning to admire you."

The split soul's distorted facial features made it impossible to tell his expression, and he was not sure whether the other party's words were an insult or a compliment.

The peddler waved his hand, and another group of puppets flew up, circling around the big cauldron, and soon locked onto the target with their breath.

But just as he was about to use it, the whole island suddenly started spinning.

No, it's not the island that's spinning!
The two soon discovered something was wrong. The sea outside the island began to rotate at the same time. Soon, a tsunami appeared out of nowhere and hit them directly.

what's the situation?
The peddler suddenly frowned and glared. He sensed twelve different auras from the tsunami. Someone was taking action!

The noise was getting louder and louder, and when the tsunami hit hard, a barrier was activated and blocked it, but at the same time, the island was completely exposed to the endless sea.

At this time, the two finally saw clearly the figure fleeing from the sea, and the other twelve strong men chasing after him.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the island, Duopo finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could escape here, the peddler would definitely save him.

They have to be saved even if they don't want to, since they are in the same boat.

When he got closer, Duopo even saw the soul next to the peddler, and he felt delighted. Having one more helper would naturally mean one more chance, which was wonderful!

The two of them also saw Duo Po and the twelve people who were chasing him.

"All twelve mad dogs of Tiandao Sect are here."

The peddler could no longer maintain his calm demeanor at this moment. His face suddenly turned dark, and he then glared fiercely at the soul beside him.

In the final analysis, Duopo was hunted down by the people of Tiandao Sect because of Fenhun, and now Duopo brought people here, so as to round it off, Fenhun had trapped him as well.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Son of a bitch!"

The two of them cursed at the same time, and the shameless soul cursed in a tone of righteous indignation.

"That bastard Duo Po betrayed us!"

Outside, Liu Zongyuan stared at the island, and suddenly his expression was shocked and he couldn't help shouting.

"Old Tenth Soul and Old Five Peddler are both there."

It was really a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect that while encircling and suppressing a soul-stealer, I could also discover the lair of the peddler, the fifth in command of the Yama Palace.

It stands to reason that these guys are elusive on a daily basis, and it is extremely difficult to see them, let alone their lair. The Endless Sea is so huge that finding them is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Liu Zongyuan suddenly felt that the Endless Sea seemed very small, so small that he could run into three of them when he went out today.

If he met any of them alone on a normal day, except for the split soul, they would have to run away. After all, he and the split soul were both the ones who did the least work.

But today is different! All their people are here, and there are only three people on the opposite side.

What will happen if twelve people gather together and run into three people from Yama Palace?
They showed it directly through their actions...

(End of this chapter)