Chapter 1455 The Old Man with a Residual Soul

Wu Yun was a little helpless. There were too many big-bellied monsters on him.

From the Hunyuan Golden Pill at the beginning, to the Shadow of the Martial God and the eight meridians, to the Immortal Holy Body at the back, to the Divine Bell of Creation at the back, and now, there is another Devouring Martial Spirit.

Although Hunyuan Golden Pill and Martial God's Shadow no longer require much of his power.

The meridians have also completely transformed, reaching the peak nine-meridian state and stopping the absorption of power.

After reaching the Immortal Realm, the absorption speed of the Immortal Holy Body also becomes smaller.

The Divine Bell of Creation also gave up competing with him for power because it was subject to certain checks and balances.

However, these guys calmed down, and now, it seems that there is another devouring martial soul, and the appetite for devouring martial souls is probably greater than the Divine Bell of Creation.

this……

Wu Yun smiled helplessly and put aside these messy thoughts. At least, the result now is good.

If he hadn't swallowed the martial soul, he would have turned into a pool of blood mist at this moment and completely disappeared from this world.

Looking up, the power of the dark space has become very weak.

The Devouring Martial Spirit has also slowly stopped operating.

After devouring the last bit of strength, it trembled slightly in mid-air, as if a person had burped after eating and drinking.

Wu Yun even laughed.

There was no need for Wu Yun to control it. After the swallowing was completed, the swallowing martial spirit flew directly into Wu Yun's body.

The moment it entered Wu Yun's body, Wu Yun's expression changed again, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Here, it's such a powerful force. What do you mean? I obviously became stronger by swallowing the martial soul, but why do I feel that after it returned to my body, I also became stronger along with it?"

At this moment, Wu Yun even felt that although his cultivation remained unchanged, in terms of combat effectiveness, he was definitely much stronger than before.

"Very good!"

Wu Yun was very excited, uncontrollably excited.

This was something he had never thought about. He never thought that Devouring Martial Spirits would have such ability.

Suddenly, Wu Yun remembered something. Once upon a time, he seemed to have heard the Martial God mention that Devouring Martial Souls was a very powerful existence, but now he could not use the real power of Devouring Martial Souls.

At first, Wu Yun didn't take it seriously. He thought that no matter how strong the swallowing martial soul was, it couldn't be any stronger. Now it seems that this idea is wrong.

He has just started to become stronger, but he is already so powerful that it can increase his combat effectiveness.

If the Devouring Martial Spirit truly transforms into its strongest state, how powerful would it be?

It is even possible that the Devouring Martial Soul will have the ability to devour all things in the future.

After the brief excitement, Wu Yun calmed down again. Now that the matter in the dark space has been resolved, he should now think about how to get out.

Looking around, Wu Yun's brows gradually furrowed.

Because he discovered that, although the terrifying force tearing him apart was gone in this dark space, he found that the entire dark space was like a box, or in other words, like a dark cage.

He tried several methods, but none of them could get him out of here.

"No, I finally escaped death. Are you going to trap me here again?"

Wu Yun muttered to himself while looking for a way to leave this dark space, but obviously, he didn't find any way.

He even used Devouring Martial Soul again to see if Devouring Martial Soul could open this dark space, but it still had no effect.

At this moment, Wu Yun was completely helpless.

How could he have imagined that this would be the result.

I thought I had escaped death and everything was over, but I was stuck here again.

"Haha, what a surprise. It's really surprising. I didn't expect that little guy like you could survive the crushing vortex I set."

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded throughout the dark space.

"Who, who?"

Hearing this voice, Wu Yun jumped up suddenly and looked around cautiously.

But he found nothing.

"Little guy, we have already met. Why did you forget me so quickly? But having said that, I underestimated you before. I thought you were relying on that ancient holy object, but I didn't expect that you are quite capable!"

The loud voice sounded again.

But this time, Wu Yun finally figured out the identity of this person.

This person is probably the remnant soul left here by the founder of the Prison Tower.

Although this guy is just a remnant soul, his strength is still very terrifying. After all, the God of Creation Bell used the Desolate Heaven Creation Technique before, but even with all its strength, it failed to cause any splash in front of him.

"Senior, is it you? What, are you here to let me out?"

Although Wu Yun's tone was not disrespectful, it was not that respectful either.

Although he knew the terror of the person in front of him, Wu Yun was not so friendly to him subconsciously.

Because this person imprisoned the Divine Bell of Creation.

There is no distinction between ourselves and the enemy now, so there is no need to be so respectful.

"Haha, little guy, you are a little crazy!"

The loud voice said suddenly.

Wu Yun's heart tightened, and at the same time, his fists gradually clenched, and he was alert to the surroundings with all his heart. The Taishang Martial God Art was slowly running, because he was worried that the other party would suddenly take action.

Perhaps with his strength, he couldn't even move away from the remnant soul in front of him, but he still had to be on full alert!

However, Wu Yun's vigilance seemed to be a little unnecessary, because the voice quickly made Wu Yun relax.

I only heard him say in a teasing tone: "Little guy, don't be so nervous. To be honest, I like your unruly character! This is the nature of a genius!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly, looked up, and was immediately startled.

At some point, an old man with white hair and beard and dressed in white appeared in front of him.

No need to think, this person must be the remnant soul left by the founder of the Jieyu Tower who spoke before!

At the moment I saw this person, I couldn't say what I felt. If I had to say a feeling, it was strong, the kind of strong that people couldn't blaspheme!

This is a kind of power that is more terrifying than suffocating!

Before, there was the God of Creation Bell, Wu Yun didn't face this feeling directly, but now, the other party is in front of him.

The terrifying breath came to his face, and Wu Yun almost knelt on the ground.

But I don't know whether this remnant soul old man restrained his breath in time, or Wu Yun took it.

Soon, Wu Yun came back to his senses from the thought of kneeling down.

He looked up at the person in front of him, took a deep breath, and thought to himself: "What a terrible aura, worthy of being able to compete with the Heavenly Dao. This feeling is far stronger than the Creation God Bell. Even when facing the God of War, there was absolutely no such feeling!"

"Senior, you showed up specially, is there something wrong? Can I leave here? Although I can't break your illusion, I think I should have passed the third level, right?"

Although he was shocked, Wu Yun was still very rational and knew what to say at this time.

Of course, the premise is that he can see that the old man with a broken soul has no ill will towards him.

The old man with a broken soul stared at Wu Yun for a while, and suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his calm face.

"You want to go out, of course, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

Wu Yun asked in confusion!

The Supreme Martial God Technique