Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

The black-robed man spoke hoarsely.

But one could see silver light flashing, connecting the girl's slender jade fingers.

Purple death energy surged over the white-haired girl.

In her pink eyes, a trace of unknown emotion flashed.

"Halfway won?"

Xu Ze smiled, looking at the gloomy girl who didn't even say a word,"Do you think that since I have found you, I can't defeat you?"

Nalan Yun looked at Xu Ze walking forward, and immediately hid in the corner sensibly.

Now all she can do is to never fall behind.

Yan Qiao is not an ordinary cultivator.

Her strength cannot be measured by the level of ordinary cultivators!

"Hehehe......That's hard to say."

The black-robed man laughed coldly.

Then,

Yan Qiao moved his right hand.

Several black shadows rushed out from the darkness in an instant.

Four zombie puppets, holding various artifacts in the treasure pavilion, rushed straight to Xu Ze's vital point.

The four zombies were all masters of the Qiankun Continent in the God Transformation Period.

In their hands, the Thunder Spear, the Overlord Sword, the Nine Dragon Hammer, and the Shura Sword.

The four ancient magic weapons exuded a terrifying and crushing aura and pressed towards Xu Ze.

However, these poor zombies, before being made into puppets, could not touch the ancient magic weapons in their entire lives, but they actually touched them after being made into zombie puppets.

I really don't know whether I should be happy for 737 or pity them.

But for a cultivator, being able to touch this level of magic weapons in his life should be worth his life.

Looking at the four zombie puppets in front of him.

Xu Ze smiled playfully.

"You are so stupid to use my magic weapon against me."

"Do you know why this Holy Son never uses any weapons?"

"because......That's too bullying."

Xu Ze slowly stretched out his hand.

In front of everyone, he gently pinched it.

Buzz~

At that moment, the ancient magic weapons in the hands of the four zombies suddenly shook wildly.

Under the shocked gaze of the four zombies, an astonishing mysterious force burst out.

""Ahhhhh!"

With a series of screams, the zombies were instantly submerged in the holy light.

The ancient divine power instantly crushed the four zombies into powder.

Only four divine weapons were left, floating in the air.

"The divine weapons that have been recognized by others are not so easy to control by you lower world cultivators."

Xu Ze waved his hand.

The four divine weapons seemed to have their own consciousness and returned to the weapon rack of the treasure pavilion.

""Girl, do you have any other tricks?" Xu Ze raised his head and looked at Yan Qiao in front of him.

Yan Qiao did not speak.

She raised her hand again, and as her fingers trembled, countless dense lights flashed in the entire treasure pavilion.

The next second, dozens of black shadows instantly surrounded Xu Ze in the middle.

Puppets.

Under their black robes, without exception, they were all dead puppets!

"How many people did you kill to form this group of puppet army?"

Xu Ze frowned.

Although he was not a good person, he couldn't help frowning when he saw so many dead bodies.

Huh.

In his right hand, a ball of almost transparent holy fire was dancing in the palm of his hand.

Waving the holy fire, the holy fire suddenly became like an illusory holy dragon, circling around Xu Ze.

The surrounding dead puppets quickly burned before they came into contact with the holy dragon.

The transparent flames quickly devoured everything.

It seemed that even the space was burning, making a twisted crackling sound.

In just a blink of an eye, all the dead puppets were devoured by this transparent flame, and even turning into dust seemed to be a luxury.

Xu Ze retracted the holy fire and looked at the girl in front of him indifferently.

"Enough of the commotion?"

"......"

Yan Qiao was silent.

The silk threads on the five fingers of her right hand had all broken.

It could be seen that her trump card had been completely cracked by Xu Ze. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"It seems that the power of the Holy Son is far beyond my imagination......."The man in black robe made an unpleasant sound.

He walked out step by step, and his heavy footsteps echoed in the quiet treasure house.

"However, Holy Son, you have only won half the battle."

The black-robed man threw a punch.

The wind from this punch whistled, as if it could split a mountain!

However, this punch was so ridiculous in Xu Ze's eyes.

Below Zun Xuan, we are all ants!

Bang!

Just one punch back.

The right arm of the black-robed man was instantly shattered by Xu Ze's punch.

Broken gears flew everywhere.

The black-robed man also took a few steps back, and fell to the ground as if his body was out of control.

Yan Qiao's face turned pale, she coughed lightly, and a few drops of blood dripped from her mouth.

Nalan Yun hid behind and watched what was happening in front of him.

It was clearly Xu Ze's advantage.

But for some reason, Nalan Yun always felt something was wrong.

Not right......

Something was wrong.

Although Yan Qiao had a gloomy personality, she shouldn't be like this.

And from beginning to end, she was too calm.

It was as if she was just a machine controlling a puppet.

Looking at the girl who slowly raised her head with pink pupils and a calm expression, something suddenly emerged in Nalan Yun's mind.

Soul Death Technique......

It allows the caster to manipulate his soul at will.

He can even put his soul into anything at will.

Whether it is a living thing, a dead thing, a living person, or a puppet.......

Not the real person!

The girl in front of him was still not Yan Qiao's real person!

""Holy Son!" Nalan Yun hurriedly reminded.

Hearing Nalan Yun's call from behind,

Xu Ze frowned slightly and looked at the gloomy girl in front of him.

"It seems......Nalan Yun is still smart......"

"My Lord, I said you only won half, and you really only won half."

"The me in front of me is just a puppet with a part of the soul"

"You haven't found where my real body is hiding."

The black-robed man sneered hoarsely.

Xu Ze narrowed his eyes.

He had known it would be like this.

Because every time he met a new heroine, the system would give him a hint of blackening.

But only Yan Qiao.

He met her three times, but there was no hint at all.

In other words, the system had clearly told him that these people were not Yan Qiao's real body!

"How strange, Lord Saint, where would I hide?......"

"Otherwise, let me give the Holy Son a reminder......."

"I have always been hidden in your heart, the Holy Son."

"Deep in your heart......"...

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