Fighting life simulator

Chapter 423 The Silent World
The huge bone knife rapidly enlarged in Xiao Ming's eyes, and his hands changed fingerprints suddenly.

"Silent Heaven and Earth!"

Between the brows, the terrifying soul power was mobilized, and then spread like ripples towards the surroundings.

As the fluctuations of the soul spread to his side, Da Tianzun felt a trance for a while, and then an irresistible suction came. After he recovered, he found himself in a world of ice and snow.

The terrain here is extremely flat, the sky and the earth stretch as far as the eye can see, the storm is sweeping, and the snow is fluttering, but there is no sound, which is extremely strange.

"What is this place!"

Da Tianzun's old face was extremely dignified, Xiao Ming was able to use such a strange method, why did their Soul Hall never know about it!

As a Dou Sheng, Da Tianzun also lived for a long time. After stabilizing his mentality a little, he soon found out that something was wrong with him.

Raising his palm slightly, he found that his body was a little transparent, and he couldn't feel the majestic fighting spirit on his body.

"Has my soul been pulled into a different space? To be able to do this so easily, I don't think the grade is too low. It seems that after Xiao Ming is captured, he needs to be severely tortured to make him surrender. Come up with this method!"

A hint of greed flashed in his eyes, Da Tianzun murmured softly, he came out of the soul clan, he possessed quite a few soul skills, but he didn't have such a powerful move.

"When you are about to die, you still dare to pay attention to other people's fighting skills. It's really arrogant."

Suddenly, a mocking sound broke the tranquility of the world, and an illusory figure was gradually solidified ten meters in front of the Great Tianzun.

The strange and gloomy eyes swept over Xiao Ming, and the Great Heavenly Lord suddenly realized that something was wrong. This space should only enter the soul, so Xiao Ming in front of him is also a soul body, but why is Xiao Ming's soul body so solid? It's no different from a living person. Compared with him, my transparent body is far worse.

Weighing the pros and cons in mind, Da Tianzun blocked Xiao Ming's previous words, and said decisively: "Xiao Ming, why not go to my soul clan, as long as you hand over the Tuoshe ancient emperor jade, it will be a great achievement, and my soul clan can reward you Many of your treasures can even reward you and my Soul Clan's Doudi bloodline, with your talent and Doudi's bloodline, it only takes more than ten years to advance to Dousheng."

"You have been in Zhongzhou for several years, and you will know the authenticity of the words of this saint. This is not impossible for my soul family."

Hearing this, Xiao Ming asked with great interest: "I just threw the head of the vice-master of your Soul Palace into the hut, so you're saying that you have the ability to deal with him?"

The withered old face of the Great Tianzun twitched slightly, and the hoarse voice sounded again.

"As long as you hand over the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, it's not a problem. After all, it's just a clone."

To this, Xiao Ming just smiled, he really thought he had no brains, the people of the Soul Clan were so cruel that they didn't even let him go, and they even put a big cake on him.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of being a dog to people, especially you guys who are not human, ghosts or ghosts."

Hearing the words, Da Tianzun's face suddenly became gloomy.

With a swipe of the palm, the soul power surged and turned into a ghost knife.

"Xiao Ming, this holy soul knife is made from the souls of thousands of people. I don't know how many people sacrificial to the knife. As long as the wind of the knife invades the body, the soul will be devoured by the pain!"

The ghost-head knife in Da Tianzun's hand was slightly horizontal, but he said in a sinister way: "Since you are stubborn, today, the old man used it to take your life, so I think highly of you!"

"A side door."

Xiao Ming showed contempt. In his world, fighting him with a knife is really ridiculous.

"Humph! Arrogance!"

The great Tianzun smiled grimly, and the black energy in his body surged, turning into a series of hideous souls, screaming and rushing into the ghost knife, and with the influx of many souls, the ghost knife was white On the surface of the body, traces of dark red gradually appeared, like dark bloodstains...

"Soul Destruction!"

With the strange bloodstains appearing on the Ghost Head Knife, a look of solemnity appeared on the face of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and with a sudden wave of his palm, the huge Ghost Head Knife slashed down at Xiao Ming fiercely.

"Death to me!"

A gloomy look appeared on the face of the Great Heavenly Venerable, where the Ghost Head Saber passed, the space collapsed, and the ground of this space was cut into a huge deep gully hundreds of feet wide...

Facing such attacks, Xiao Ming's expression did not change, he just watched quietly.

The Ghost Head Saber came in the blink of an eye, and directly split Xiao Ming in two.

"Success!"

Da Tianzun was overjoyed, and then felt something was wrong.

"too easy!"

I saw Xiao Ming's body condense again, with that slightly mocking smile still on his face.

"No, how could you have nothing wrong with me, and it's impossible for me to take over the Ghost Sword Fighting Saint unscathed!"

Xiao Ming chuckled, in the silent world, if the soul is much weaker than him, then it is impossible to cause harm to him, and the soul of the Great Heavenly Venerable can barely lift his shoes, even if there is a ghost-head knife made by Wanhun. Anyway, even if the soul power is exhausted, it is impossible to touch him.

Of course, there is no need to tell Da Tianzun about this kind of thing.

"Is it to this extent? Forget it, enough time has been wasted. Tell me the headquarters of the branch halls of the other mainland soul halls, and I can leave you a whole corpse."

That's right, Xiao Ming would talk so much nonsense with this great Tianzun because he wanted to know the headquarters of the other continents and the branch halls of the Soul Palace.

In the late stage of the heavenly state, the soul breaks through the great perfection of the heavenly state. If you practice by yourself, you don't know when it will be.

It's better to grab the soul source of the soul hall.

Because of the previous two actions, the Soul Hall took precautions against Zhongzhou's soul source, and it was no longer possible to grab it, so it could only grab the soul source of other continents.

"You took the soul origin of those branch halls? No wonder your soul realm is so high at such a young age!"

"Hehe, it's not stupid at all! Tell me the location of the headquarters of those mainland soul halls."

"wishful thinking."

Regarding this, Da Tianzun sneered, and attacked again, the Ghost Head Saber was full of murderous intent, and slashed straight at Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming just stared at this, and the ghost knife disappeared into thin air.

How can it be!

Da Tianzun was startled, and immediately wanted to seal, but found that his body could not move.

"Don't tell me, I have plenty of ways for you to tell me."

Xiao Ming glanced at the other party, his mind moved, the surrounding environment changed, the Da Taizun was tied to a cross around him, and two black mist figures appeared beside him, holding pliers and scissors in their hands.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, I'm just letting you taste the torture of the [-]th level of hell. Of course, you may not know what level of hell is, but it doesn't matter, you will know after the experience." Xiao Ming smiled slightly, and the two figures immediately stepped forward and parted. The mouth of the Great Tianzun was clamped with iron tongs and pulled out violently. Instead of pulling it out all at once, it was elongated and pulled slowly...

"what!"

The screams resounded throughout the world.

It's not that the Great Heavenly Lord is weak, it's just that he is tortured in this world, that is, the soul is tortured. This kind of pain goes deep into the soul. Can you resist it once, can you resist it countless times?
(End of this chapter)