City tour of the master of cultivation

Yan yunliehong thought that Zhou Yi would ask, or even torture himself. He firmly believed that Zhou Yi had a purpose to keep himself. As long as he stopped talking, Zhou Yi would have no choice. Therefore, he took a cold look at Zhou Yi, closed his eyes and stopped talking to him.

The soul body, of course, can feel the surroundings. When it closes its eyes, it just makes a gesture and doesn't cooperate. Yan yunliehong's cunning, of course, is to take what Zhou Yi wants as the bottom card and bargain with Zhou Yi.

However, unexpectedly, after Zhou Yi came to power, he didn't ask him about severe punishment. Instead, he condensed a charm with his hands, and then the charm flew out, forming a deep pit in the space of soul eating beads. Soon, most of the soul eating aura in the space of soul eating beads were attracted and filled by the pit formed by Zhou Yi Into the pit, soon, the soul eating aura in the pit becomes more and more rich, like a pool of water.

Zhou Yi waves his hand and throws Yan yunliehong into the deep pool. All the water in this deep pool is condensed by soul eating aura, and its concentration and purity are far more than those in the soul eating bead space. Therefore, when Yan yunliehong's spirit entered the deep pool, he felt that his soul was about to be boiled, and unbearable pain came from all over his body.

"You dare, Lizi Yan yunliehong opened his eyes and roared furiously.

"Why can't I? You are a tyrant. Come on, who are these people? You know what? "

When Zhou Yi waved his hand, a group of people appeared faintly. The reason why they appeared faintly was that their souls were too unstable. Therefore, some people had only their heads but no bodies. There were only three or five people with hands and feet. They were more than 40 villains with hair on their heads.

Yan yunliehong took a look and said, "what if it's a devil? Do you think you can force me into submission? You have the ability to kill me?! Ha ha, I know you dare not. You want something from me, don't you? "

Yan yunliehong is suffering from the pain of ten thousand needles and the inhuman pain of boiling water. But his spirit is so powerful that he hurt some of them, but he will soon get better and endure the inhuman pain again.

"Devil? Hehe, it's a devil. They are all the coolie slaves who built your mausoleum in those years. Now, there are only so many souls left. Thanks to your efforts, you can save some of the souls of slaves. Of course you can't know these people. This is the lowest, isn't it? What about them? "

Zhou Yi waved his hand again, and more than a dozen graceful beauties appeared out of thin air. These beauties were the souls of those maids in the picture of maid's passing banquet. Compared with the souls of those slaves, the more than ten beauties are translucent, but very complete.

Yan yunliehong's face changed. Of course, he knew many beautiful ladies. They were his favorite maids. The older one was still a lady of his own. Before he died, he buried these maids.

"King?" The lady suddenly saw Yan yunliehong. She was startled. She was about to kneel down, especially the other maids. On the contrary, because they didn't know Yan yunliehong, those coolies looked around and were worried about where they were.

With a wave of Zhou Yi's hand, the lady could no longer kneel down, and so did the other maids. Zhou Yi said faintly: "Yan yunliehong used to be your king, but now he is just a prisoner, a tyrant who has committed many atrocities. How did you die? Don't you know? Are you still loyal to him after you die? "

The lady looked at Zhou Yi in horror, and then at Yan yunliehong, who was rolling in the deep pool of soul eating, with a painful expression on her face. For a moment, she was at a loss.

On the contrary, the coolie leader's eyes brightened and his face showed an angry expression. He went to Zhou Yi and knelt down on his knees: "Shangxian, thank you for helping us out. We thought that we would accompany the tyrant in this tomb all our lives. Unexpectedly, we still have today's humiliation. Can we? "

Coolie's leader pointed to Yan yunliehong. Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "of course, you can handle it at will."

"Really? Thank you, immortal The leader of coolie saw Zhou Yi when he went through the mountain map of Zhongli. He knew that Zhou Yi was a practitioner, and all the practitioners were immortals to these humble slaves, which was no difference. Now, Shangxian has given himself a chance to revenge the tyrant who killed himself and his brothers. What could be more exciting?

The leader of coolie kowtowed heavily to the ground and kowtowed 18 times in a row. Although he said that the soul body would not bleed, his sincerity was full of expression. The other coolies knelt behind the leader and kowtowed to Zhou Yi. Strangely, those guys with only their heads were kowtowing too. They felt like basketball was bouncing.

Zhou Yi didn't stop them. They were expressing their gratitude and happiness.

"You can do whatever you want. Now Yan yunliehong has been trapped by me. He doesn't have any resistance. You can deal with him. But you must not kill each other and devour each other, understand? If I find out, I'll just wipe it out! "Zhou Yi said coldly and took a look at Yan yunliehong. His body gradually faded away, and soon his mind retreated from the soul eating bead.

Yan yunliehong is desperate. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi didn't ask him anything and brought in the souls of humble slaves and maids in his mausoleum. What would he do?

Looking at the ferocious eyes of those coolies, he was even more desperate. He yelled: "Sir, stay, I am willing to dedicate all the resources of cultivating immortals to you, and I am willing to offer what you want..."

However, Zhou Yi's body shape is only a slight meal, and then disappeared.

"King? Hehe, is the king's meat tender or smelly? Shall I have a taste? "

"Ha ha, I've known for a long time that their nobles like to play some Longyang hobbies. Does our king like it?"

"Bah, you have no brain. How can you get rid of him?"

"Hey, hey, just lend me an arm..."

Those coolie slaves are forced to come, and Yan yunliehong desperately wants to show his magic power to kill all these humble reptiles. But he is trapped in the soul eating pool, and can't move. He can only watch the souls of those coolie slaves rush into the pool, and his faces Suddenly bite.

"Mrs. Ning, help me!"

But what makes Yan yunliehong more desperate is that his wife and those maids all look at him coldly. They seem to be ready to move.

"It's delicious. It's really delicious. Sure enough, the noble's meat is fragrant and sweet."

Of course, the souls of those coolie slaves did not eat real meat, but Yan yunliehong's pure spirit. Although the soul of these coolie slaves is limited, even if a trace of the spirit is bitten down, it is also a trace of weakness. On the contrary, the souls of those coolie slaves grew.

Yan yunliehong's spirit was too strong, so soon the souls of these coolie slaves were fed up and ran to one side to digest.

"Sisters, we were brutalized by this tyrant before we were born. Today is the time for us to punish this perverse guy." The woman, who was called Mrs. Ning, yelled. More than a dozen maids poured into the soul eating pool together. Just like the coolie slaves, they tore Yan yunliehong hard.

"Humble slave! I'm going to put you all to death Ah... "

Of course, Zhou Yi knew what happened in the soul eating pearl. He did it on purpose. It was revenge for those maids and slaves. He looked around. There were no human figures in the pictures of maid's banquet and Zhongli Kaishan, as if the paint of the painting had been weathered.

Zhou Yi believes that Yan yunliehong will not be able to withstand it soon, and then he will devote all his things to himself. Soul swallowing pool is constantly absorbing Yan yunliehong's soul power, and then adding it to Zhou Yi's body. Therefore, Yan yunliehong will become weaker and weaker, and his soul power will become stronger and stronger.

Of course, Zhou Yi can directly kill Yanyun Liehong and absorb all his original gods, but on the one hand, he wants to give the maids and slaves who were buried a chance to revenge. On the other hand, Zhou Yi wants to know whether there are powerful immortal treasures in the secret of the revival of Yanyun Dynasty.

Yan yunliehong finds that his spirit is constantly weakening, especially being bitten by maids and slaves, which makes his heart collapse. A powerful monarch who revived the dynasty fell into such a situation, which made him extremely unwilling.

"No!! Don't I'm not afraid of weakening the yuan Shen. At least I can start over again, as long as I have my own yuan Shen eukaryote. But he knew that there would never be a day for him to go out here, and the souls of the maids and slaves who nibbled at him would expand day by day, and one day they would grow up to the extent that they could devour themselves. Although the time was still very long, it was because of the long time that his proud nobles did not allow themselves to bear endless humiliation.

Yan yunliehong has ignored it. He decides to blow up yuan Shen himself. Even if he can't catch up with Zhou Yi, he will also hurt these humble slaves.

Yan yunliehong's spirit suddenly expanded, it would be a big balloon, and a strong momentum rose in the soul eating pool. The slaves and maids trembled with fright and hid far away.