Sword Breaks Nine Heavens

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Duanmu Mansion.

Deep underground in the main hall of the Central Palace, there is a top-secret exercise room for defense.

This secret room is a special practice place for Duanmuhuang, and it is protected by a large soul-class array, which is invaluable.

The spacious room with a radius of 100 meters is like a vast hall, decorated with magnificence and extravagance.

The ground is paved with high-quality gold and jade stones, and the walls are made of high-quality jade, and various formations are arranged.

The surrounding walls are inlaid with various precious and rare gems, which not only provide bright brilliance, but also continuously convey spiritual energy.

There was a thick layer of colorful spiritual fog in the air, and even condensed spiritual liquid, dripping into a pool in the corner of the secret room.

The multi-colored pool with a radius of two feet, made of the best spirit jade, is Duanmuhuang's spiritual liquid pool.

At this moment, Duan Muhuang was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual liquid pool, working hard to heal his injuries and suppress the power of the gods in the soul.

He was wearing a pair of dark blue trousers, his feet and upper body were bare, his head and long hair spread out to cover his cheeks.

His skin was dark red like a fire, as if it was about to burn, and the horror of his high body temperature would evaporate the spiritual liquid in the pool into a mist of water.

Under the skin, there are countless earthworm-like bulges, swimming through the flesh and blood, causing his body to be constantly twisted and deformed.

Even his entire face became flushed with fire, as if he was about to bleed.

He closed his eyes, but his two eyeballs were bulging, and black blood was constantly overflowing from his nostrils, ear holes and corners of his mouth.

His divine soul is suffering from the erosion of divine gu, being tortured by unparalleled pain.

But he clenched his teeth, bleeds his teeth, and did not say a word.

However, the power of Divine Gu reached its peak violent state, devouring his divine soul madly.

"Ah!"

Duan Muhuang could no longer support the extreme pain like the soul-eaten of ten thousand insects, and finally raised his head and let out a heartbreaking scream.

He held his head in both hands, shook his head like crazy, desperately shaking his head and long hair, tossing the spirit fluid in the spirit fluid pool, and spraying waves.

At this moment, he only has one feeling, as if there are countless ants and insects in his head, gnawing his brains and spine crazily.

Moreover, the extreme pain comes from the depths of the soul, and it cannot be isolated and relieved at all.

This is the cruelest torture in the world!

"Dragon is in the sky! You bastard! Despicable beast! Miscellaneous|broken! Bastard!

I'm going to kill you! Kill you bitch! "

The extreme pain made Duan Muhuang furious and almost lost his reason.

He roared frantically, cursing, his eyes were red as fire, and dark red blood was constantly pouring out.

He was full of dark red blood and fire, which was the flame of blood burning, boiling the full pool of spiritual liquid.

He was full of rage, hatred and resentment, and his resentment towards the three princes reached the extreme.

If it weren't for the three princes to use the Gu Dao artifacts and spend several years secretly planting them on him, how could he end up like this?

How could he bow down to the three princes, willing to obey the mercy and instructions of the three princes?

In the past few years, the sacred gu in his body has been attacking every three months, devouring his spirits madly.

But he tried every means, even if he used the ancestral magic weapon of the Duanmu family, he couldn't resolve it.

Because of this, his strength has been stuck in the fifth level of the Soul Refining Realm, and has stagnated for many years.

Since the Divine Gu in his body, his biggest wish is to improve his strength, reach the Primordial Divine Realm, and become the supreme powerhouse!

Only by reaching the primordial spirit realm and condensing the primordial spirit can he get rid of the gu in the spirit.

Of course, it is only possible.

"Ah! Why haven't his people arrived yet?!"

Duan Muhuang struggled with great pain, and blood continuously poured out of the seven orifices, staining the spiritual liquid pool red.

He couldn't help screaming at the door of the secret room, and asked the guard outside the door why the person who escorted the Imperial Talisman hadn't come yet.

If he didn't use the magic runes to relieve the power of the divine gu, most of the divine soul would be swallowed, the power would weaken to the extreme, and it would even fall into the soul refining state.

If he is not rescued by the rune within three days, the spirit will be swallowed up, completely dead and fallen.

How could Duan Muhuang not be anxious and worried?

Outside the door of the secret room, there was a burly man in a purple robe standing respectfully.

He is exactly the Xing Jian of Muhuntang, Duan Muhuang's absolute confidant.

Only a few people in the Duanmu family knew that the **** Gu in Duanmuhuang's body was secretly manipulated by the three princes, and Xingjian was one of them.

Every three months, when the sacred gu attacked, Duan Muhuang would enter the secret room and retreat overnight.

The torture sword must be kept outside the secret room, and no one is allowed to come near and disturb.

In addition, he had to wait for the three princes' confidants to send the imperial talismans to Duanmuhuang.

Xing Jian calculated the time, seeing that it was about to pass, and he was secretly anxious.

Hearing Duan Muhuang's roar from the secret room, he suddenly looked embarrassed, and quickly replied respectfully: "Patriarch, the subordinates don't know why, please bear with me..."

"Asshole! What are you doing in a daze? Go and interrogate!" Duan Muhuang's violent roar came out from the secret room again.

"Subordinates obey!" Xing Jian didn't dare to disobey the order, and quickly turned and left, going to send out the jade slip ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to ask the Lord what is going on.

After all, this matter is very important and cannot tolerate the slightest difference.

Xing Jian passed through the underground passage like a gust of wind, and walked to the gate at the end of the passage.

He was about to open the stone gate at the end of the passage, but the stone gate suddenly opened.

With the dull voice of "Rolling", two burly and tall Tianyuan strong men stepped in.

The two walked side by side, one in a purple robe with a cloak, the other in a black robe with a sword.

The strength of the two reached the fifth and sixth levels of the Tianyuan realm, and they exuded a majestic and domineering atmosphere, and their eyes were as deep and cold as the night sky.

Xing Jian was no stranger to the two of them, and he was relieved when he saw them walking through the stone gate.

"Huh... Two lords, you can count it!

The two have always been on time, why is it nearly two hours late tonight? Our Patriarch can't wait! "

Xing Jian was anxious and worried, so he couldn't help asking why.

However, the leader of the purple robe gave him a cold look, and said indifferently: "What? Are you blaming us for doing things badly?"

Xing Jian suddenly stiffened, and quickly bowed to apologize, "Please calm down your anger, and never dare to be disrespectful to the two adults!"

Although, Xing Jian's realm of strength is higher than the two'masters'.

But these two ‘commanders’ are the Lord’s confidantes and their status is lofty.

With the courage of Xingjian, he did not dare to offend the two'commanders'.

Seeing that he apologized, the leader of the purple robe gave a cold snort, and walked towards the secret room door.

Xing Jian quickly followed the two of them and walked to stand still outside the secret room door.

The Zipao'Commander' took out a round black treasure box and handed it to Xingjian, with an indifferent voice saying, "Here is the thing, take it."

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