Doupo: Life Simulator

The huge bone knife rapidly enlarged in Xiao Ming's eyes, and his hands suddenly changed fingerprints.

"Silent world!"

Between the eyebrows, the terrifying soul power was mobilized, and then spread out around like a ripple.

As the fluctuation of the soul spread to the side, the Great Heavenly Venerate only felt a trance, and then an irresistible suction came. After he recovered, he found that he came to a place of ice and snow.

The terrain here is extremely flat, the sky and the earth are endless, the storm is sweeping, and the snow is fluttering, there is no sound, and it is extremely strange.

"What is this place!"

The old face of the Great Heavenly Venerate is extremely solemn, Xiao Ming can use such a strange method, why their Soul Palace has been ignorant!

As a fighting saint, Da Tianzun has lived for a long time. After stabilizing his mentality a little, he soon discovered that something was wrong with him.

When he raised his palm slightly, he found that his body was somewhat transparent, and he could no longer feel the majestic fighting spirit on his body.

"Has my soul been pulled into a different dimension? To be able to do this so easily, I don't think the rank is too low. It seems that after capturing Xiao Ming, he will need to be severely tortured to make him surrender. Use this method!"

There was a trace of greed in his eyes, and the Great Heavenly Venerate murmured in a low voice. He came out of the soul clan and possessed a lot of soul skills, but he did not have such a powerful move.

"When death is imminent, it is really arrogant to actually dare to pay attention to other people's fighting skills."

Suddenly, a taunting sound broke the tranquility of this world, and I saw an illusory figure ten meters in front of the Great Heavenly Venerate, gradually becoming solid.

The weird and gloomy eyes swept across Xiao Ming, and the Great Heavenly Venerate suddenly realized that something was wrong. This space should only enter the soul, so Xiao Ming in front of him is also a soul body, but why Xiao Ming's soul body is so solid, it is simply It is no different from a living person, and compared to him, his transparent body is far worse.

Weighing the pros and cons in his heart, the Great Heavenly Venerate blocked Xiao Ming's previous words and said decisively: "Xiao Ming, why don't you go to my soul clan, as long as you hand over the ancient emperor Tuoshe jade, that is a great achievement, and my soul clan can reward it You have many treasures, and you can even reward you and my soul clan’s Dou Di bloodline, with your talent and Dou Di bloodline, the advanced Dou Sheng is only a dozen years old.”

"You have been in Zhongzhou for several years, and if you want to come, you also know the authenticity of this saint's words. This is not impossible for my soul clan."

When Xiao Ming heard the words, he asked with great interest: "I just threw the head of the deputy hall master of your soul hall into the hut. Do you think you have the ability to settle him?"

Da Tianzun's dry old face twitched slightly, and his hoarse voice sounded again.

"As long as you hand over the ancient emperor jade of Tuoshe, that's not a problem. After all, it's just a clone."

In this regard, Xiao Ming just smiled, he really thought he had no brains, the people of the soul clan were so cruel that they didn't even let themselves go, and they even put it in there to draw a big cake for him.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of being a dog, especially you guys who are not human and ghosts."

When the Great Heavenly Venerate heard the words, his face suddenly gloomy.

With a move of the palm, the power of the soul surged and turned into a ghost-headed knife.

"Xiao Ming, this sage's soul sword is made from the souls of ten thousand people. I don't know how many people sacrificed the sword. As long as it is invaded by the sword wind, it will definitely suffer from the pain of ten thousand souls!"

The ghost-headed knife in Da Tianzun's hand is slightly horizontal, but it is gloomy: "Since you are stubborn, today, the old man will use it to take your life, and it can be considered to look down on you!"

"On the left side of the door."

Xiao Ming showed contempt. In his world, it was a bit ridiculous to fight him with a knife.

"Humph! Arrogance!"

The Great Heavenly Venerate smiled, the black energy in his body surged, turning into one after another hideous soul, screaming and screaming constantly rushing into the ghost-headed knife, and with the influx of these many souls, the ghost-headed knife was white. On the surface of his body, a trace of dark red gradually appeared, like dark bloodstains...

"Soul Destruction!"

With the weird bloodstains on the ghost-headed knife, there was also a dignified expression on the face of the Great Heavenly Venerate. With a sudden wave of his palm, the huge ghost-headed knife slashed down at Xiao Ming.

"Death to me!"

A stern look appeared on Da Tianzun's face. Wherever the ghost-head knife passed, the space collapsed. The ground of this space was cut into a huge deep ravine hundreds of feet...

In the face of such attacks, Xiao Ming's expression did not change, he just watched quietly.

The ghost head knife came in the blink of an eye, and directly split Xiao Ming into two pieces.

"Success!"

Da Tianzun was overjoyed, but then he felt something was wrong.

"too easy!"

I saw Xiao Ming's body condensed again, and there was still that slightly mocking smile on his face.

"No, how can you have nothing at all, and this saint's ghost-headed sword fighting saint can't take over safely!"

Xiao Ming laughed, in the silent world, if the soul is too weaker than him, then it is impossible to cause harm to him, and the soul of the Great Heavenly Venerate will barely lift his shoes, even if there is a ghost head knife made by Wanhun. How, if the soul power is exhausted, it is impossible to move his hair.

Of course, there is no need to tell the Great Heavenly Venerate about this kind of thing.

"Is it this level? Well, enough time has been wasted. Tell me the headquarters of other mainland soul hall branch halls, and I can leave you a whole corpse."

That's right, Xiao Minghui is talking so much nonsense with this Great Heavenly Venerate that he wants to know where the headquarters of the Soul Palace branch is located in other continents.

In the later stage of the heaven, the soul breaks through the great perfection of the heaven. If you cultivate by yourself, you don't know what year and month it will be.

It would be better to grab the soul source of the Soul Palace.

Because of the previous two actions, the Soul Palace of Central Continent had taken precautions and could no longer grab it, so they could only grab the Soul Source of other continents.

"You took the soul origin of those branch halls? No wonder you are so young, but your soul realm is so high!"

"Hehe, it's not stupid! Tell me the location of the headquarters of those mainland soul halls."

"wishful thinking."

In this regard, the Great Heavenly Venerate sneered and attacked again. The ghost-headed knife was full of murderous intentions and slashed straight at Xiao Ming.

In this regard, Xiao Ming just stared at it, and the ghost-headed knife disappeared directly.

how is this possible!

The Great Heavenly Venerate was startled and immediately wanted to seal, but found that his body could not move.

"Don't say it, I have a way for you to say it."

Xiao Ming glanced at the other party, his mind moved, and the surrounding environment changed, Da Taizun was tied to a cross around him, and two black fog figures appeared beside him, holding pliers and scissors in their hands.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just to let you taste the torture of the eighteen layers of hell. Of course, you may not know what a layer of hell is, but it doesn't matter, you will know after you experience it." Xiao Ming smiled slightly, and the two figures immediately stepped forward and broke apart. The mouth of the Great Heavenly Venerate, clamped the tongue with iron pliers, and pulled it out, not pulled out at once, but elongated, slowly pulled...

"what!"

Screams resounded throughout the world.

This is not because the Great Heavenly Venerate is weak, it is just torture in this world, that is, the torture of the soul. This kind of pain penetrates into the soul. Can you resist it once, can you resist it countless times?