Chapter 2387 Do you surrender or do I take action?

Chapter 2387 Do you surrender, or do I take action

At this point, the voice suddenly became sharp and excited.

"Until not long ago, your arrival rekindled my hope!"

"I felt it, felt the strength of your body, the strength of your talent, and what you awakened was actually the same as mine, the way of killing, and you are an outsider."

"It's a perfect match, perfect, your body can match my strength infinitely and perfectly."

"So, under my coercion and inducement, Wu Haocheng once again reached a deal with me."

"He promised me that he would trick you and send you to the bottom of the lake to help me out!"

"I also promised him that after everything was done, I would return his Dantian to him so that he could start practicing again."

"I didn't expect him to do it!"

"It's just that his Dantian had been eaten by me a long time ago, and it's impossible to return it to him. That fool, that stupid fool, haha, hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the man at the bottom of the lake laughed wildly.

It seemed that he was excited and excited that his conspiracy had succeeded.

Wu Yun also understood something from these words.

So that's it.

So the cause and effect of everything is like this.

No wonder Wu Haocheng suddenly came to harm him, it turned out to be for his Dantian.

Although he may not be able to forgive Wu Haocheng, he can understand it to a certain extent.

"Okay, you know what you should know!"

"Now, it's time to sacrifice your body to me!"

"This damn seal seals my body, but it can't imprison my soul!"

"I don't need you to help me break the seal, I just need you to do nothing, accept my soul, swallow your soul, and then control your body and accept all my power!"

Hearing this, Wu Yun suddenly reacted from other thoughts.

His face froze instantly.

He was going to do it.

Wu Yun's heart was also in his throat at this moment.

Because he knew that once his soul was swallowed, he would really die.

Even if his body was not dead, it would always become a tool for others.

The soul is the master of everything.

"Damn it, he's coming, I must keep my soul, no matter what, I must keep it!"

"Although this old bastard is very strong and has absolutely crushed me, his soul may not be able to absolutely crush me!"

"My soul, after countless temperings of the Supreme Martial God Technique, is not weak!"

"I still have a chance, I must have a chance!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and whispered secretly, and suddenly, his body stiffened.

The whole person stopped moving, like a wooden stake, fixed there, motionless.

Because, at this moment, the pain that belongs to him is no longer just the flesh.

But it goes deep into the soul.

Just now, when he whispered and thought.

His sea of consciousness came with an extremely painful tearing feeling.

Then, there was a sense of expansion, a kind of severe pain that could burst at any time, which spread all over the body.

It was as if something had forced its way in.

But what exactly it was, in fact, there was no need to think too much.

It was the soul of the guy at the bottom of the lake.

Soon, Wu Yun also saw clearly that it was indeed a soul.

The outline of this soul was very clear in his sea of consciousness.

It was an old man with white hair and beard, and his facial features did not look so hideous and hateful.

He even gave people a feeling of being a hermit, kind and benevolent.

But such a person was doing such a cruel thing.

For his own selfish interests, in order to escape from the predicament, he actually wanted to exchange Wu Yun's life.

So, the famous saying that you can't judge a person by his appearance is absolutely true.

"Give up resistance, kid, let me occupy your body and inject all my strength into your body. By then, although your soul is gone, your body is still there."

"Hehehe, come to think of it, little guy, your body is stronger than my own!"

"My soul, my strength, matched with your body, can be said to be perfect. Together, you and I will conquer the world and do whatever we want!"

In Wu Yun's sea of consciousness.

The soul of the white-haired old man stood there.

Across from him was Wu Yun's soul.

He also stood there, looking at the white-haired old man.

At this moment, Wu Yun felt a little uncomfortable.

He could feel the oppression from the soul of the white-haired old man.

Although it was not as uncomfortable and painful as the oppression of the body.

But his soul was indeed oppressed to a certain extent.

"Why, are you unwilling?"

Seeing that Wu Yun had not answered for a long time, the white-haired old man spoke again.