C1239 The Palace of Soul Slayers
C1239 The Palace of Soul Slayers
Meng Yu shivered when he saw the gloomy tip of the sword. It was as if a bloody hole had been pierced through his body! He quickly shouted, "Wait, wait, wait!"
The cultivator looked at him in surprise, "What happened to you?"
Meng Yu immediately felt a chill run down his spine when he saw this!
He paused for a moment and said, "First of all, I still don't know why I was dragged into this place. Second of all, you said that I had to defeat you in order to complete my first challenge. But your strength is so much higher than mine, this is too unfair. You only need to move your little finger to crush me, okay? Thirdly, if I can't beat you, I will die. But if I defeat you, what reward will I get?"
The cultivator looked at him and said with a smile. "Let me explain, this hall is called the Hall of Soul Slayers. I am the guardian spirit of this place. This is your first time challenging me. As for the matter of the disparity in strength that you are worried about... I will use a puppet to replace me later. Even if I were to fight you, I will only use the same strength as you to compete! "
" As for the reward? When the time comes, I will give you three treasures, and you can choose any one of them."
"Little kid, do you understand?"
Meng Yu said, "I understand."
He muttered in his heart, "It's fine if it's in other aspects. If I had fought with you just now, wouldn't I have died in injustice? Fortunately, you know that my strength is too weak, so you will replace me with a puppet. "
The cultivator scratched the back of his head in astonishment and mumbled, "This kid is really weak! Why would such a weak person come and challenge me? How long have I been sleeping for?"
Meng Yu felt speechless and scared when he saw this black-clothed cultivator. He thought that if he didn't stop him just now, he would really die here!
He looked around and found out that this was the Soul Severing Palace, but he still hadn't figured out how he had entered.
After the black-clothed cultivator finished speaking, he yawned and stretched out his hand. A cultivator who looked exactly like him immediately appeared next to him, "Puppet, go and kill that little kid. Only by killing him will you be able to survive here!"
The newly formed puppet originally stood there with empty eyes, but after the cultivator touched its eyes, the puppet's eyes became lively.
Obviously, it, who originally had no intelligence, now had intelligence.
"Yes, Master."
The puppet bowed respectfully to the cultivator.
"Let's go"
After the cultivator finished speaking, his body turned into smoke and dissipated into the surroundings.
A Doctrine Artifact appeared in the puppet's hand, and it walked towards Meng Yu step by step.
"Eighth level Element-transforming Stage! This isn't fair!"
The Spiritual Consciousness unleashed by Meng Yu sensed the Cultivation Level on the puppet's body, and he couldn't help but shout out loudly.
The puppet smiled and said, "Using my Cultivation Level to deal with you is very fair. If it was my master who attacked you, you wouldn't have any hope of winning. There is no absolute fairness in this world. He didn't turn my Cultivation Level into a Primary Tribulation Stage. Consider yourself lucky."
What he said made sense.
After saying that, the puppet took a step forward. The Sword Dao Weapon in its hand cut through the air and pierced towards Meng Yu!
He hurriedly retreated, and the Purple Dance Sword was drawn out of its sheath with a clang.
A purple light bloomed in an instant, and it was extremely dazzling.
Bang!
The two of them fiercely clashed with their swords.
Meng Yu only felt a huge wave of air coming from the sword, pressing down on his chest, making him feel stuffy and want to vomit blood.
He forcefully endured it and did not vomit blood.
The opponent was very strong!
His strength was very great!
He had to wake up 120% of his energy.
With a single strike, the two of them quickly separated.
However, the space in the Palace of Soul Slayers was abnormally stable. The turbulent air waves were unable to destroy the space here.
Meng Yu stepped on the Unfettered Steps and left.
He knew that he couldn't face the opponent head on. Only then would the opponent's strength be stronger.
The best way to defeat this puppet was to attack from afar.
Meng Yu was wandering around the hall, occasionally sending out Sword Wave. The Fire Lotus formed by the Brilliant Blood Red Fire followed him, jumping around. The Fire Lotus, which had 32 petals, would spit out blood-red flames from time to time. It wreaked havoc in this space.
The sword of the puppet turned into mist and smoke, constantly clashing with Meng Yu's flames and Sword Wave.
Countless pillars of light exploded in the great hall, dazzling to the extreme.
The flames emitted by the Fire Lotus and the opponent's mist almost filled the entire hall.
What was surprising was that their battle was unable to harm the skeletons and white flames hanging on the walls.
Within the hall, the two figures merged together.
Meng Yu's Sun-moon Sword Array kept cutting through the air and the black fog along with him.
He had used many techniques, but none of them could hurt his opponent.
However, his right shoulder had been stabbed by ___'s sword, and a large part of his clothes had been dyed red with blood.
Panting, he gritted his teeth and looked at his opponent.
The puppet sneered and said, "Little kid, is this your limit? If that's the case, then you can die!"
It was about to use its ultimate move.
All the black fog in the space instantly became thicker.
It used its sword to slash out a Black Snake. It spat out its forked tongue and bit down on the thirty Flying Sword of Meng Yu's Sun-moon Sword Array. The poisonous liquid corroded the Flying Sword and started to emit Blue Smoke after Blue Smoke.
The Flying Sword was controlled by the Spiritual Consciousness. He immediately felt an extreme pain in his sea of consciousness.
In the next moment.
In the hall, countless black fog instantly condensed and exploded.
As if he had been struck by the black fog, he would definitely die.
Meng Yu knew that it was time for him to give it his all!
"Winter Night!"
Inside his Sword Heaven-earth, a bright moon shone on the top of the hall.
Countless snowflakes fell.
They looked like goose feathers, like cotton, and were very beautiful.
The world seemed to be occupied by silver.
This was a pure and holy world, all the black had disappeared, only silver was left.
"This, this is the moon?"
"How long has it been since I last saw the moon? I finally see a bright moon!"
The puppet shouted excitedly.
It was as excited as a village worker entering a city to see the prosperity of the city.
Its intelligence came from the guardian spirit, which was why the sun, moon, and stars, as well as the mountains, rivers, and lakes, existed in its tiny memories.
It had been a long time since it had seen such a pure and holy moon.
The beautiful moon captivated its eyes.
It stared blankly at the moon and the falling snow.
Among the falling snowflakes, the tentacles were soft.
However, in one of the snowflakes, a tip of the sword appeared.
The tip of the sword quickly approached it.
With a whoosh, it pierced through its back and through its chest.
"My, my God, I..."
The puppet reacted and spat out a large amount of black mist from its mouth.
"You, you can't kill me!"
It was shouting.
But its body had already been shredded to pieces by that sword.
He won!
Meng Yu panted as he half-knelt on the ground.
This sword strike was caused by him accumulating strength. In order to unleash this sword strike, he even risked his own life. He deliberately let the puppet pierce through his right shoulder in order to make it relax its vigilance.
Now that he had succeeded, his entire right shoulder was pitch black.
That sword was poisonous!
Meng Yu hurriedly took out his Pills and wanted to swallow it.
"Why is there a need for the Pills?"
At this time, the cultivator appeared in the hall.
He reached out his hand and touched Meng Yu's right shoulder. The pain and the darkness on his shoulder disappeared in an instant.
The cultivator looked at him for a while, then said unwillingly, "You have won. Very good, little kid. Not bad."
As he spoke, a jade table appeared on the ground.
There were three treasures on the table.
When Meng Yu saw the three treasures, he sucked in a breath of cold air! After that, his eyes sparkled.
He knew that as long as he picked one of them, he would be able to deal with the test of the teleportation formation the day after tomorrow.
Then, he wouldn't have to stay here for a year.