Of course, searching for souls is just a threat. Zhang Zheng is not a demon cultivator, so how can he know such evil magic?
The upper half of the face that was covered with a ghost mask was not the terrifying face that Zhang Zheng imagined. The handsome face was carved with knives and axes, with sharp edges and corners, as bright as white jade, and cold eyes that were as sharp as swords, with thousands of years of accumulation.
The deep pool is bottomless.
He obviously knew this, he chuckled, his hoarse voice full of contempt, "I don't know."
Zhang Zheng's eyes darkened slightly, and then asked: "Why did you kill me?"
"Kill if you want to."
With a fleeting word, Zhang Zheng's anger that had been extinguished rekindled, and the hand squeezing his neck tightened.
Unable to breathe, Wansheng's face turned red and then purple due to suffocation.
Thinking about it, he wouldn't tell her anything. Asking her again would be a waste of effort and time.
The dagger placed between the eyebrows suddenly became aura, easily piercing the hard skull, and just when it was about to go deep into the divine palace, the dagger touched a barrier and made a "click" sound.
An extremely dangerous and frightening aura suddenly rushed towards Zhang Zheng along the dagger.
Zhang Zheng's pupils trembled sharply, and he quickly let go of the dagger and retreated away from Wansheng.
Let him go like this? He will definitely become a big threat to her in the future.
With eyes like a torch, the fire stick appeared out of thin air, and a terrifying aura hit his face. Zhang Zheng jumped and fell into the air, taking the opportunity to use his strength and kicked the fire stick to the ground like a corpse.
"ah……"
Two painful screams echoed through the sky at the same time.
That terrifying aura penetrated straight into Zhang Zheng's Divine Mansion and turned into a small gray ball, scurrying around in the mist-filled Divine Mansion.
The battlefield moved to Shenfu, and no one took over the body. It fell stiffly into the sea of ​​clouds, smashing out white clouds and waves, and fell in an instant, burying the body tightly.
At this time, in the God's Mansion, Zhang Zheng stared intently at the gray ball in front of him, and his soul couldn't help but tremble.
The gray ball is as big as an adult's head and looks ferocious, while Zhang Zheng's white ball of soul is only about the size of a fist.
Just like a high mountain and a small mound, the gap is too big!
It wants to seize the body.
Zhang Zheng watched Huituan's every move with vigilance. He had nowhere to escape within the Divine Mansion and could only face the enemy head-on.
There was a huge disparity in strength between the two. Gray Tuan pounced on White Tuan without any scruples. White Tuan was suppressed to death and could not even struggle to escape.
With heartbreaking pain, the gray mass tore off the white mass one after another, and was swallowed by it like soft white clouds. The smoke from the tear dispersed and turned into transparent light smoke that drifted into the God's Mansion.
The strange chewing noises continued, and the soul was bitten and torn to pieces. It was painful, and the consciousness gradually became blurred, and it was about to fall into chaos.
The pain she had never felt before made Zhang Zheng think for a moment that it would be over and that she would fall into a deep sleep and there would be no more pain.
But it was only for a moment, Zhang Zheng watched helplessly as Bai Tuan was suppressed by Hui Tuan, who was enjoying the food crazily and satiatedly.
The white ball has shrunk by nearly half from the original size of a fist, and the solid milky white has turned into a smoky shape, trembling, as if it will be blown away by the wind in the next moment.
But the gray mass has grown a lot, and there are wisps of milky white flowing in the haze-like dark gray.
Is she going to die like this?
Perhaps it cannot be counted as death, but her soul has disappeared from the world, and her body is controlled by a strange soul. Everything she has experienced, and everything she has fought for in her life will become easily available to others.
You die and I live, you live and I die, essentially, no life dies.
But from the perspective of existence, the soul composed of the memories and thoughts of the previous life is the most original meaning of life. When the soul dies, life will no longer have the meaning given by the soul.
Once her soul is devoured, she is truly dead.
Zhang Zheng does not want to die, and her reason for pursuing the Great Way is simple and clear. From beginning to end, it is because she does not want to die, she wants to live longer, live more casually, live as long as heaven, and live as long as earth.
The strong sense of survival broke through the mental confinement caused by the pain. She was now extremely clear-headed and no longer confused or in pain.
Taking the initiative to cut off the spiritual consciousness, a ray of spiritual consciousness was separated from the already fragile white ball, and while the gray ball was wholeheartedly devouring the white ball, it quietly flowed throughout the body.
Under the guidance of spiritual consciousness, the nine orifices of the body's vitality whirlpools rotate together, and streams of vitality come out continuously, forming a great river and rushing into the divine palace.
Everyone knows the fragility of the divine palace, and it can be completely destroyed by a little external force. Once the divine palace is damaged, the soul will have no place to live and will dissipate.
Unless you have cultivated to the Nascent Soul, at the moment when the divine palace is destroyed, the Nascent Soul can escape from the body and find a more suitable host to seize the body.
Such a surging vitality poured into the weak divine palace, Zhang Zheng's heart was beating like a drum, knowing that this was a desperate move, like stepping on a knife blade, if she was not careful, her divine palace would completely collapse.
But she had no choice, either to give up and risk her life, or to give up her body and everything in the first half of her life.
Even if the latter dies, she will never be willing to do so.
Carefully control the energy of life to pour into the divine palace, rushing like a surging tide towards the place where the divine soul is.
The milky white vitality arrived instantly, covering the gray mass together with the white mass before it could react.
The energy of vitality cannot kill the soul, but the breath of the Jingze tree can swallow the soul.
She understands this very well.
Now the Jingze Tree has long been integrated with the energy of vitality. Although the energy of vitality does not have the effect of the Jingze Tree devouring the soul, it can still temporarily imprison the soul.
The energy of life surrounded the ash mass tightly, binding it like a dense net from which it could not escape.
Life and death depended on this. Bai Tuan looked at Hui Tuan who was tightly bound and fought back.
"Stab-"
The gray smoke dispersed, and a small gray ball was torn off by the white ball and swallowed into the body. Not daring to stop at all, the white ball bit off again.
The severe pain and fear made the gray ball begin to struggle desperately. Even though it was bound by the energy of life and could not escape, it rolled desperately and hit the wall of the divine palace with a clanging sound.
The divine palace was shaken uneasily by the arrogant struggle of the gray ball, and cracks spread.
The Divine Mansion could no longer hold on any longer. This realization made Zhang Zheng tremble with incomparable fear, as if the long knife he was stepping on was shaking, the blade was cracked, and below was an abyss full of sharp knives.
With his heart pounding, Bai Tuan once again pounced on Hui Tuan as if he was dead, biting at Hui Tuan crazily, and Hui Tuan struggled harder and harder in pain.
The rumbling sound echoed in the Divine Mansion, and cracks spread out one after another. The Divine Mansion was like a jade stone full of cracks, which could not help but sway and was in danger.
Chapter completed!