Colorful ribbons all over the sky paved a long road of spreading colors. At one end of the long road, a figure in colorful clothes appeared floating
A veil as vague and mysterious as a cloud covered his face, and his figure floated down, followed by dozens of people behind him.
"The Soul-Photographing King!"
The voices of King Qingyun and others sounded softly.
The woman in colorful clothes is suddenly the pinnacle king of the earth's lineage, the Soul-Storing King!
At this moment, the Soul-Shooting King was closely followed by the Holy Spring King and the other two kings of Qingniu Valley, the Green Hook King and the North Wind King! They are all in the middle stage of kingship.
Behind the four kings, Wu Feiyan and the Shepherd Son stood solemnly with their hands lowered.
King Sheling raised his eyes and glanced ahead, and said calmly, "King Qingyun, King Wuxin, please come and be fine."
King Qingyun and King Wuxin are both late-stage kings, and they are the ones closest to the Soul-Shooting King in strength. As for the other kings, the Soul-Photographing King seemed to have no intention of saying hello.
These kings also knew the character of the Soul-Shooting King very well and were not surprised. At this time, King Qingyun smiled softly and said, "Since the three holy sects have gathered together, it is almost time for the saint to come out of the pool. Got it!"
The waterfall rushed straight down, and the figures of the nine kings passed through the waterfall at the same time. They stood on a pavilion and looked down. On the holy pool, thick smoke filled the air. The figures of the nine saints were still floating quietly on the water. A strange and incomparable aura spread throughout his body.
"The Holy Maiden of the Heaven Protector is simply born for the Holy Pond!" Xuanyuan Sect Fei Cha King said in a deep voice at this moment, "With a weird and mysterious physique, after returning to the Holy Pond for several months, the strength of the nine Heaven Protector Saint Maidens has actually increased. Reached the seventh level of the heavenly realm! King Qingyun, this is a great power of the Taiyi Sect!" In the last sentence, King Feisha seemed to have something to say. Because before every Heaven-Guarding Saint returns to the Holy Pool, her soul will be controlled by King Qingyun first. Now on the eve of the decisive battle between Taiyi Sect and Tang Sect, the Saint will definitely be a powerful force when she comes out of the pool.
King Qingyun smiled indifferently, and his eyes slowly fell on the holy pool. Suddenly, his figure slowly floated up, and his arms instantly transformed into gestures. In an instant, countless golden lights burst out from his palms and shot toward the holy pool. In the center, bursts of mysterious power surged towards the bodies of the nine heaven-protecting saints
The other eight kings watched this scene quietly. Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed through the eyes of the Soul-Shooting King, and his eyes were fixed on a figure among them.
"King of Soul Photographers, what's the problem?" At this time, King Wuxin saw that King of Soul Photographers was staring at the holy pool with some surprise. A strange look suddenly flashed across his face, and he immediately regained his composure and asked.
The Soul Photographer King looked at it for a few times, then shook his head gently, "It's nothing."
What the Soul-Shooting King saw and what the Wuxin King was worried about were not the same thing!
The saints absorb the mysterious power in the holy pool, and the nine saints always share it with each other. When the saint comes out of the pool, the strength of the nine saints is about the same. However, just at that moment, the Soul Photographer King suddenly felt a trace of soul fluctuation below the holy pool. It seemed that one of the saints was actively absorbing the mysterious power of the holy pool
" However, the movement was too weak. The Spiritual King's mental power was extremely powerful, so he only noticed a trace of something strange, and did not feel much wrong.
Rays of golden light hit the holy pool. Suddenly, the figures of the nine heaven-protecting saints slowly began to rotate, stirring the water in the holy pool, forming vortexes. The golden light became more and more dazzling, and the thick smoke gradually gradually Blocking everyone's view.
"Within half an hour, the Saint should be able to successfully leave the pool." King Wuxin smiled calmly, waved his hand and said, "King of Soul Photographers, please come this way."
A banquet has already been prepared in the pavilion.
The Soul-Shooting King glanced at the direction of the holy pool again, nodded and walked over. The eight kings each sat at a table.
No one knows that when the Saint is about to emerge from the pool, absorbing that mysterious energy, at this moment, the energy of the reincarnation seal on the top of Mount Everest is decreasing rapidly
"it's time!"
Evil Lord Zhang Yan¡¯s eyes flashed with light, his wrist shook slightly, and a blood-red magic sword shined in the land of the evil clan!
The richness rises straight up, getting richer and richer.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The nine heaven-protecting saints suddenly leapt up from the holy pool at the same time, forming an encirclement, holding hands, with their eyes closed, they were slowly spinning in mid-air. The eyes of the eight kings were all attracted by the Heavenly Protector Saint, and they did not notice that at this moment, the huge whirlpool formed by the water below the holy pool almost bottomed out, and a piece of emerald green grass suddenly appeared.
Whoosh!
A pair of invisible handprints fell, and the emerald green grass suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"The saint comes out of the pond to save the common people!"
King Qingyun's voice sounded indifferently, and the figures of nine heaven-protecting saints swept towards the pavilion at the same time, forming a row, standing with hands hanging down, their eyes still closed.
Snapped.
King Qingyun floated down to the pavilion, with a smile on his face. He walked to the banquet and raised his glass with a smile, "This glass is for the sake of all the people in the world!"
The nine kings raised their wine glasses at the same time!
A glass of wine fell into the throat, and suddenly, a strange and rich fragrance enveloped the entire space in an instant, and the turquoise fragrance solidified like a substance, quickly gathered.
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The wine glass in the Holy Spring King's hand suddenly became unstable and fell to the ground.
The situation has changed suddenly!
The expression of the Soul-Shooting King suddenly changed, and he was about to stand up, but suddenly he felt an extremely heavy feeling in his head. He sat down again, and his eyes instantly shot towards King Qingyun, "Soul-Removing Grass?"
King Qingyun gently put down the wine glass at this time, opened his palm, and an emerald green leaf appeared, exuding a rich light. At the same time, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "As expected of the pinnacle of the Earth's lineage, the Soul Photographer King can even immediately recognize the Soul-Removing Grass that takes 80,000 years to mature."
The Soul-Shooting King forcibly mobilized his mental power, but was unable to contain the strong erosion. His expression changed a bit. Except for the legendary Soul-Removing Grass, there was no way any poison could threaten him! The Soul Photographer King naturally guessed subconsciously! However, what she never expected was that the Soul-Removing Grass, which only appeared in the legend, would appear in the hands of King Qingyun the moment the Saint came out of the pool, and would be used to plot against her!
"The soul-dispersing grass is a plant that grows every 80,000 years. It has the miraculous effect of dispersing souls. As long as you have not broken through to the realm of the king, you can't resist the efficacy of the soul-dispersing grass." King Qingyun smiled softly, "Lord Photographer, maybe, you I would never have thought that tens of thousands of years ago, my senior of the Taiyi Holy Sect discovered a 70,000-year-old Soul-Removing Grass in the Holy Pond. I never imagined that the only Soul-Removing Grass in the world would be used on you. "
"King Qingyun! You are tying yourself up!" At this time, King Shengquan forcibly supported his body and said in an angry voice, "Without the Soul-Taking King, do you have the confidence to deal with the evil king of the evil clan? Don't forget, There are only a few months left before the holy war!"
At this time, a voice suddenly chuckled, "I'm afraid, you still don't know one of the effects of the Soul-Removing Grass. After being poisoned by the Soul-Removing Grass, the soul will be eroded in a very short period of time. During the period of erosion, it is difficult to use one's own strength. However, if the soul is completely eroded, the poisoned person's strength will return to its peak. However, at that time, he can only be a soulless puppet! By then, the victim will The Spirit King can still fight the Evil King to the death under our control!"
The person who spoke out was the North Wind King from Qingniu Valley!
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