The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Chapter 141 The Silent Angel Clan

The silver spear that shot into the air instantly penetrated the pair of golden wings.

The figure that soared into the sky screamed and fell.

Jiang Shuo no longer hesitated, rushed forward like a tiger and a rabbit, picked it up, and dragged it back to the dilapidated Pope's Palace.

Mu Xue followed closely with a solemn expression.

Just entering the underground, she couldn't notice anything, but this person turned around and ran away strangely. That was because the concealment method in the dark room was very good, and he avoided the waves of people who wanted to explore the ruins. .

If she hadn't happened to meet this person today, she and Jiang Shuo might have left.

The dark-haired young man forced the bloody middle-aged man to walk towards the Pope's Palace.

I took a look on the way and couldn't help but sneered: "It's really strange that he is still a Soul King."

"Tell me what's under the ground, or I'll break your limbs one by one."

Jiang Shuo smiled calmly, "That's right. Under normal circumstances, I really don't want to kill anyone."

"That's it." Jiang Shuo nodded clearly.

So I didn't rush to ask, and planned to find a place to torture him first.

"This place has been abandoned for a long time. No one will find you caught in a short time."

"Martial spirit, name, and what force it comes from."

The middle-aged man's face became increasingly pale, and the severe pain made his face distorted and hideous. Golden-red blood seeped out, scabbed, scabbed, and blood seeped out again...

"what……"

With the crack of broken bones, flesh and blood were suddenly separated, and the middle-aged Jinyi finally couldn't help but scream.

But maybe...people who achieve great things should be like this.

Despite this, he refused to say a word and even endured the pain on his body.

Mu Xue silently raised her head and glanced at the young man in front of her.

He, the majestic Soul King, had no power to fight back...

Jiang Shuo squatted down, his childish face faded and filled with indifference.

As for the holy angel of Ye Guyi, his personality has not been reduced but his nature has been changed.

The self-destructive momentum he had just built up suddenly leaked.

Emperor Xue heard the sound and glanced at this junior brother.

Pieces of snow and frost spread rapidly, suddenly covering the man's body.

He immediately reached out his right hand and pressed it deeply on the wound of the broken arm. The scar that had just condensed suddenly shattered, and blood with golden light flowed out again.

The red and tender flesh was suddenly exposed to the air, and then was continuously roasted by the purple thunder, so that an unpleasant smell suddenly rose from the place.

Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief and took this opportunity to turn her palm over and cover his whole body with snow and frost, freezing his meridians and soul power.

"But my credit has always been good."

Jiang Shuo looked back at Shen Bing on the ground and said slowly, "What's under the ground?"

The two looked at each other, Jiang Shuo picked up the golden-winged soul king that was frozen into a popsicle, strode back to the Pope's remnant hall, and threw it to the ground with a 'bang'.

"The fourth soul skill: Emperor Hantian - Snow Dance Shining Sun!"

"Get out of the way!!"

Jiang Shuo was not anxious at all. He still knew some ways of torturing people. If he fell into his hands, he would not be afraid not to speak.

"I...I'll tell you, can you survive?"

So, he stepped forward without hesitation, grabbed his arm, and pulled hard.

But...it just showed up.

The middle-aged soul king's face was extremely pale, his lips were blue and purple from the cold, and the blood on his broken arm had turned into frost.

If you say an arm is broken, it will be broken. Act decisively and show no mercy.

For some reason, this sentence gave her a sense of shock.

"The seraphim degenerated into two wings?"

"I don't have much patience. You have only two choices. Either have your limbs cut off by me and die from blood loss, which is worse than death. Or you can tell the truth and you may still have a way to survive."

After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged Soul King, who was in a state where life was worse than death, finally spoke hoarsely.

A moment later, Senior Sister Mu's soft drink came to my ears.

"can."

Huge pain swept through his body, his legs were broken, his martial soul was penetrated, and his arms were broken. It all seemed to happen as fast as a dream.

At the same time, there was a slight shock in my heart, at this age, I can be so cold and cruel...

Thinking of the tyranny of this young man just now.

Mu Xue, who was following beside him, had a keen sense and was the first to react. After his expression changed, he reached out his bare hands and grabbed the young man's shoulders, pulling him back sharply.

Jiang Shuo rubbed his chin and took a look.

This shouldn't happen. Even if she re-establishes her form, she was once the master of ice and snow that has overlooked the world for hundreds of thousands of years, and she will never put herself below others.

If they really insist on blowing themselves up, the two of them will be in a lot of trouble.

Seeing that the middle-aged man remained silent despite the threat, Jiang Shuo could not help but feel a hint of violence in his eyes.

<divclass="contentadv">He has never been a kind-hearted person.

If the self-destruction succeeds, it will be a happy death, but if he is tortured to death little by little... He is not like those people in the clan who have great perseverance...

But after a while, a strong energy wave suddenly came from underneath him.

Jiang Shuo suddenly felt something bad. In terms of fighting, this middle-aged soul king was naturally no match for the female senior sister.

Hearing this, Jiang Shuo smiled, with a sinister and teasing smile despite his resolute face.

"Your life and death are all controlled by my thoughts, you can only choose to believe."

If seraphs are the top category of super martial spirits, then these two winged angels should have degenerated into top martial spirits.

Jiang Shuo frowned and looked down, only to find that the blond middle-aged man's face was blood red and his whole body was full of energy.

"No, he's going to blow himself up!"

"How can you guarantee..."

The middle-aged Soul King was being suppressed. Although he struggled hard, the arms clamped down on him like iron hoops.

"伱!"

This kind of condescending charity and confidence from a superior person made her feel looked down upon, even though these words were not meant for her.

The golden light and Xueshuang fought fiercely, and Mu Xue's face quickly turned pale.

"Martial spirits are angels with two wings..."

The Golden Winged Soul King was silent for a moment before finally nodding with difficulty.

But now, he can only choose to believe.

"My surname is Shen Mingheng, and I am a member of the Qian Family of Wuhun Palace thousands of years ago."

"When the angel gods fall, the seraph spirits no longer exist. The more powerful ones will mutate benignly, and the less talented ones will only degenerate like this." Shen Fu replied.

The girl's skin, which was originally pure white, instantly became more lustrous. A layer of silver glow spread out from her whole body, and her overlapping palms suddenly pressed on the golden middle-aged Soul King.

"It's best to tell the truth, otherwise you will still suffer the pain of the broken limb just now."

So over and over again.

Hearing the screams, Jiang Shuo not only did not stop but pressed harder and harder.

But if his martial soul is truly an angel, he probably won't lose to the Ice Sky Snow Girl by too much, and the Soul King realm is still a level higher than Mu Xue's.

"Stop, stop..."

"I said."

This statement is quite unconvincing.

The middle-aged man looked up and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Shuo suddenly felt a huge force spread throughout his body, then he stumbled and took a few steps back.

Shen Nian's face was slightly sluggish, showing a look of struggle.

After a while, he gave up resistance and said, "The spiritual position of the angel god."

"We want to...summon her back."