"The garbow cannot tolerate creatures, so how can tree species be placed in the garbow?" Su Tang said.

"Some creatures are not affected by the ring." Wen Xiang said while listening to the voices from afar: "We have to wait a little longer. Compared with the eldest prince Chiwen, the threat of the Lord of the Far-Speed ​​Star is greater. After we have a clear understanding there, we will go out again."

"Don't he trust you very much?" Su Tang asked.

"One time and another time." Wen Xiang said: "I saved his life before, and because of his recommendation, I was able to enter the source of Sun and Moon. I have cooperated with him so much over the years, and the relationship is good, but with you too much, you two will definitely not coexist. Don't believe his promise. As long as he gets rid of the eldest prince Chiwen, it will be your turn next."

"It seems that there is no conflict between him and I." Su Tang said.

"Not mentioning the mineral veins above, do you think he will let others spread the whereabouts of the eldest prince Chiwen?" Wen Xiang sneered: "When the eldest prince asked him just now, he was at least five times moved, but now is not the time."

"Isn't the time?" Su Tang was a little puzzled.

"If he can no longer reach the realm of the True God in this life, or is forced by a powerful enemy and is in danger, then he will definitely return here and try to turn himself into a dead cultivator." Wen Xiang said: "Sealing this dead energy, he has at least a way out, haha... Who do you think left the three Yuans of the Underworld here? Why can the eldest prince come here?"

"Who is it?" Su Tang said.

"It should be the ancient true dragon." Wen Xiang said slowly: "At that time, the ancient true dragon and Huang Tian had become mortal enemies, but Huang Tian was the most powerful sect in the star field. The true dragon lineage was still quite far away from it. The ancient true dragon knew that the situation was extremely bad, so he laid a backhand here. If he was defeated, there would be no other place in the star field. Most of the time, he would return here and turn into a dead cultivator."

"You know a lot." Su Tang said.

"I guessed most of it." Wen Xiang said, "It's also a big prince Chiwen who is almost broken these days. He has connected the things he has exposed intermittently, and the truth is about to come out."

At this moment, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from the distance, and two entangled auras, one was rapidly expanding, and the other began to decline.

Yin Xiang's face became solemn, and then he whispered: "It's almost time. We act according to the opportunity. Remember that the eldest prince Chiwen has turned into a dead cultivator. If it really doesn't work, don't fight. On the contrary, his mind will become extremely clumsy, hahaha... That skull probably can't hold on to the scheming of the past, we can think of other ways."

"I understand." Su Tang replied.

"Are you ready?" said Yin Xiang.

"What else do you need to prepare?" Su Tang was stunned.

Wen Xiang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Su Tang with a giant claw condensed from the dead energy in the air. Su Tang immediately woke up and pulled out the green lotus stick with his back hand. Where the stick wind rose, thousands of green lotus rolled up like a tide, blocking Wen Xiang's dead energy.

The dead energy that smells fragrant and the yin wind that swells here are both breaths of the same origin. Ordinary attacks are useless to the dead energy. Su Tang has already tasted it and condensed all his divine thoughts to cause disturbance to the dead energy. In his Yuanshen, only the light of demons has the power to compete with the dead energy, and the power released by the Qinglian stick contains the great energy of heaven and earth, so Su Tang made an attempt, which made him very satisfied.

Immediately afterwards, Su Tang and Wen Xiang fought fiercely again. This time, they were both much more serious than before.

After fighting for more than ten breaths, Yin Xiang's offensive was gradually suppressed. She was angry and anxious and took action with all her strength. On the one hand, she considered Su Tang's intention, and on the other hand, she also wanted to truly defeat Su Tang. Since they left Miaodao Pavilion in the human world and broke into different situations, her strength has been inferior to Su Tang. Today should be her time to be proud, but who knew that Su Tang's strength was so strong that she could not fight again and again.

"Let me win" Wen Xiang whispered in a low voice: "I won, so the eldest prince Chiwen and Yuanzhi Star Lord can relax their vigilance."

"Okay..." Su Tang was quite helpless, so he had to put away the green lotus stick and the Demon Light and draw out the Demon Sword with his backhand.

Without the powerful spiritual treasure, Su Tang immediately fell into a disadvantage. The attack of Yin Xiang opened and closed, and the death bell rang forever, while Su Tang was retreating step by step.

The spiritual power fluctuations that erupted from the two battlefields became more and more intense. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the eldest prince Chiwen, Su Tang did not retreat straight to the other side. He deflected from time to time, and seemed to want to escape, and the performance was very realistic.

After a moment, the distance between the two sides was only a few hundred meters. Su Tang could clearly see that the Lord of the Yuanzhi Star was covered with bruises. Something cut a very long wound in his chest. The wound drooped to his lower abdomen. One ear was opened, and as his body flashed, it floated around his face.

In fact, the eldest prince Chiwen, who has turned into a dark bone, looks clumsy in fighting style. He doesn't look like a monk at all, but like a wild beast, repeatedly attacking his dark bone body. This method is too primitive. However, the aura-moving mountain and river skills he released from time to time completely make up for the gap in fighting style. As long as the energy condensed into a white bone dragon appears, the Lord of the Far-Speed ​​Star will keep retreating.

At this time, Su Tang suddenly felt that the scenery around him began to become blurred. He hurriedly activated the magic eye, but the magic eye's vision was also disturbed. He could see the fluctuations of the aura emitted by smelling the fragrance, and the direction of the eldest prince Chiwen was shrouded in darkness.

Not only vision, but also hearing becomes less clear, but smelling smell does not seem to be affected.

Could it be that the death energy here can disturb the six consciousnesses of the cultivator? Just as Su Tang thought of this, Wen Xiang had jumped towards him again. He raised the magic sword, but saw Wen Xiang blinking at him. The magic sword's counterattack was half a beat slower, and then the chest was hit by Wen Xiang's death energy.

Su Tang let out a painful cry, his body flew backwards, rolled on the spot, and was about to stand up when he smelled the fragrance and threw out the death knives and pressed towards Su Tang in the air.

The death knives emitted a gray light curtain, covering Su Tang. Su Tang felt as if he was pressed down by a heavy object of ten thousand pounds, and his body could not move.

Straws of black air were rushing up and down along Su Tang's body. Su Tang's face turned into ash. He looked miserable, but the death breath did not spread into his body. The light curtain emitted by the death knives was also slowly tranquilizing the cold current contained in the death breath.

"The so-called "Dao is different and does not plan for each other. Do you want to leave? Today, I will turn you into a dead cultivator." The cold voice of the eldest prince Chiwen came from the darkness.

"Get away" the Lord of Yuanzhi let out an angry roar, and his breath suddenly increased a lot, and his spiritual power exploded, but the next moment, the roar suddenly stopped, just like a rooster chucking with his neck tilted down and his throat was cut off by someone.

After a moment, a slight friction sound came from the darkness, and then a figure crawled out of the darkness with extremely slow movements. It was the Lord of Yuanzhi. His injuries were much worse than before. Blood kept oozing out of his mouth, nose, and ears. Half of the ear that had just hung on the side of his face fell to where he had crawled, leaving a black blood mark.

Immediately afterwards, the eldest prince Chiwen slowly stepped out of the darkness, and he walked very slowly. The star master Yuanzhi climbed out a little hard, and he also took a step forward.

"I will not only make you become a dead cultivator, but also make you stay in the bone realm and unable to be promoted forever. The magnificent death aura here is like the sea, I will not let you use it at all." The eldest prince Chiwen said slowly. It seemed that he hated the master of the Far-Speed ​​Star: "Ant... Yes, even if you wake up in the future, you will still be an ant, and I will make you keep your mind. Remember the past, including today and even in the future, as the dead cultivator passes you and goes further and further ahead of you, you can only watch and rest assured that you can't die. No matter how much you hate your long-standing life, you will never give up."

The Yuanzhi Star Lord suddenly emitted a faint spiritual fluctuation. At this time, the eldest prince Chiwen suddenly bent down, and the tips of several white bones pierced into the back of the Yuanzhi Star Lord.

"Stop thinking about it. Death energy can suppress all magical powers. Do you know the past of Death cultivation, but don't understand the horror of Death cultivation?" The eldest prince Chiwen pulled out his fingertips, and his black eyes seemed to be admiring the blood stained on his fingertips: "Preveal the last time, feel the warmth of life, the dampness and coldness of the soil, and soon, you will not feel anything."

The Lord of the Far-Speed ​​Star had reached the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. He could not even climb, and lay there, gasping for breath.

At this time, the eldest prince Chiwen bent down again, inserted his hands into the back of the Lord Yuanzhi Star, and then pulled down. The Lord Yuanzhi Star's flesh was torn off, even revealing his bloody backbone.

The Lord of Yuanzhi was already dying, but his body had no idea where the strength came from. He bounced violently, then crawled forward with a convulsive movement, making an inhuman tragedy sound from his mouth.

The eldest prince Chiwen was heartless. He kept bent down and tear off the flesh of the Lord Yuanzhi Star one by one. In fact, there was no need for him to do this. As long as he took away the vitality of the Lord Yuanzhi Star, the flesh would naturally wither and rot quickly until his bones were born.

The eldest prince Chiwen was deliberately torturing the Lord Yuanzhi Star. He did not bring his disciples, just because he knew very well that when he turned into a dead cultivator, those disciples would abandon him, and chose the most loyal and obedient Lord Yuanzhi Star, who had been in the past, but the Lord Yuanzhi Star vowed to die.
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