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Chapter 126 Suihuang's Weakness

Suihuang was so sad and indignant that he wished he could go straight to Jiuchongtian, suppress Dao, reverse fate, and rescue Wen Qian.

"Can you stop yelling? He just fainted, not dead yet." The high priest responded speechlessly.

Suihuang was overjoyed, but soon frowned again, and shouted in disbelief: "He's out of breath, and his heartbeat is so weak, even you shook your head, but you just passed out?"

The high priest was also very puzzled by this point. When they first came to the Yunjiu Hall, they didn't feel the gentle and modest aura, thinking that Wuyang was deceived by some heavenly liar.

It turned out that it was a kid who was about the same age as Wu Yang. If it wasn't for his physical age, they would have dared to guess that this was a person who had changed his appearance or had a special physique like Shennong.

Just when he was fighting Suihuang, his aura gradually revealed, and it continued to increase exponentially, which really shocked everyone.

But when the battle was over, his aura disappeared without a trace as before, and he became a mortal.

"Maybe it's some kind of special physique, that strange vision, and his body's recovery ability are too amazing. Don't look at him now unconscious, but in fact, his physical injury has recovered."

"It really is."

Suihuang squatted down and touched the part of his body that he had just hit with his hand. Judging from years of experience in beating people, this kid really recovered completely, without leaving any sequelae of hidden injuries.

"Then this kid is in a coma?"

"Soul." The high priest's tone was extremely affirmative, and he took out something from the animal tooth necklace around his neck, which looked like a small transparent jelly flower.

"You have to use this for him!!!"

Sui Huang held the High Priest's wrist with regret, like a baby whose toy has been taken away.

Wu Yang went up with a kick and kicked Sui Huang's wrist. Although he failed to kick him off, he managed to attract Sui Huang's attention and was severely beaten.

"Stingy old thing! My brother was beaten like this by you. It's fine if you don't take money for treatment, and you don't let the high priest save my brother. What are your intentions! Beat him to death if you have the ability! I boiled all the elixir for my brother to drink!"

"Well, you bastard! If you have a brother, forget about your father! I wanted to beat you to death a long time ago!"

Suihuang and Wuyang fought together, and Wuyang grabbed Suihuang's beard desperately, even if his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

The disciple of the high priest, the woman who gave Wu Yang a headache, also looked at the little jelly flower with regretful eyes, and persuaded: "Master, do you really want to use him? You give yourself..."

"Don't say it anymore!"

The high priest interrupted Jingjing's unfinished words, and explained solemnly: "Compared to me, he needs this thing more. He is the future of the formation, so we can't let him have trouble."

"His soul power is disordered now. If he doesn't suppress the scurrying soul power, it will cause irreversible damage. He is really a lunatic. He regards the competition as a deadly battle. I really don't know what he thinks."

Although he said so, the high priest still put the transparent jelly flower in Wen Qian's forehead.

Xiao Hua touched the blood-stained forehead, and sank a little bit into Wen Qian's mind, while the high priest also used his soul power to guide it.

In Wen Qian's Lingtian, that is, the place where the soul is accommodated, it is a special semicircular space that only exists in the minds of living beings and can only be entered by the soul, but is affected by the physical body.

The transparent florets take root here, continuously split to produce new florets, and gradually cover the entire spirit heaven and earth.

They seem to contain the sweetest nectar, attracting the chaotic soul power into the stamens, absorbing the power of the little flowers, and gradually calming down.

The Wen Qian's soul suspended in the spiritual sky, from the original blur, kept trembling and falling, and became more solid and stable.

The high priest outside breathed a sigh of relief, and Jingjing asked, "Master, how did he hurt His Majesty Sui Huang?"

This question made Suihuang Wuyang in the battle, and some people who watched in the dark and dare not step forward to influence them all became serious. They also wanted to know how Suihuang was injured.

The high priest thought for a while and explained: "You may not have noticed that the reason why he was defeated by His Majesty Sui Huang was because he gave up avoiding it, otherwise the battle would have to last for a while before he would be exhausted and defeated. "

"That's true. During the battle, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and stopped his rhythm abruptly. Otherwise, with the speed of this kid, I can't catch up with the speed at the prefectural level." Suihuang confirmed statement of the high priest.

"My brothers even took the initiative to betray your flaws, and you actually did it! You old wretch... ah!"

Wu Yang was kicked into the ground, and the high priest continued: "The reason why he took the initiative to be beaten, I want to say, is because he wants to mess up his soul power."

"Let your soul be disturbed? Isn't this courting death?"

Jingjing couldn't help but exclaimed, you must know that the soul is very fragile, once the soul power becomes disordered and runs around in his own spiritual heaven, there is a high probability that it will hurt his own soul and the spiritual heaven that protects the soul.

"He just wants to make his soul disorder, so that he can use the highly conductive energy of thunder and lightning to forcibly infuse the soul power into the spiritual sky of His Majesty Sui Huang, and let those chaotic soul power cause damage to His Majesty Sui Huang. "

"If the soul power is not disordered, it will not be able to burst out enough power, which is useless."

"You also know that people's spirituality is fragile, and they don't practice other ways, especially those who specialize in the physical body."

"Although His Majesty Suihuang has a heavenly spirit soul, he will not be hurt by his soul, but he will always be somewhat repulsed when touched by other people's souls."

"The slight pain and nausea are Lingtian's reaction to reject other soul powers."

"Look at this moment, His Majesty is alive and well, completely unaffected, but he is lying on the ground, and he still can't wake up now."

"But he also took advantage of the loopholes. His Majesty Sui Huang has not been on the battlefield for many years, and he has not learned formations or refining medicine. He spends all day with a sledgehammer. His physical body is ridiculously strong, but his soul is not willing to use it once for thousands of years. what."

The high priest was saying in a disguised form that the Emperor Sui could not do things with his brain, but the Emperor Sui didn't hear it, and shouted angrily: "Soul? What's the use of the soul? I punched everything, and the soul is close to me. Lingtian, so I won't kill this kid, otherwise how could he affect me?"

"That's why I said that he took advantage of the loophole. Your Majesty's soul has not been used for thousands of years. After this battle, it can be regarded as reactivated. After all, the foundation is there. Even if it is attacked by the soul of a heavenly monk in the future, it will be nothing. Big problem."

"However, this time, this brother has taught His Majesty a lesson. Please cultivate your soul a lot in the future, and don't leave flaws for yourself."

"Got it, got it, mother-in-law."

Suihuang nodded disapprovingly, and the high priest sighed helplessly.

(End of this chapter)