Chapter 3290 Parasitic Soul Body
Fortunately, there is another Sheng Yiming in Zhan Tiandu. Now that Su Chen is locked in the secret realm of the election, the younger generation of the three major forces will be led by Sheng Yiming again.
This result was quite gratifying to Zhan Tiandu.
Only Xuan Su, pale and dejected, had not yet recovered from the shock of Hu Xinyan's death.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, stay."
The Supreme Elder of the Nine Immortals Platform, Old Monster Lang, suddenly shouted to the Supreme Elder of Zhan Tiandu, Old Monster Lu.
"how?"
Old Monster Lu sneered and stopped.
"Then Su Chen is trapped. If he can't get out in a short time, he will definitely die. Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Lu will die without saving him?"
Old Monster Lang hesitated for a moment and said.
"Hahahaha, what happened to me that I refused to save you?"
Old Monster Lu laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "Do you think I should spare no effort to invest and lend a helping hand to Su Chen?"
Old Monster Lang also guessed that the other party would have such an attitude, but he still held back his anger and said with a smile: "You don't need to contribute money. In terms of resources, we Jiuxian Terrace have already shouldered the responsibility. We only need some efforts from you Zhantiandu people." , start the formation together. As for the reward for your efforts, you can ask, as long as we can get it, we will never hesitate."
If the situation had not forced him to do so, there would have been no way that Old Monster Lang would have begged Old Monster Lu in such a low voice.
However, if you want to reopen this secret realm of the election, you will not only need a lot of resources, but also many strong people will need to work together to activate the formation. It is absolutely impossible for the Jiuxiantai family alone to do it.
"Can't you see that you are still interested in this cheap disciple?"
Old Monster Lu sneered, "Do you think I will care about your little reward?"
"Fellow Daoist Lu, don't be so cruel. Isn't it just to select geniuses when we hold a genius election? This Su Chen is the number one genius among our three major forces. The three major forces in Halloween City are a community of destiny, and everyone will be prosperous. Are you out of this? Do you care about personal grudges and ignore the overall situation? "
Old Lang said strangely.
The Supreme Elder of Fengling Palace on the side also nodded: "If Fellow Daoist Lang opens his mouth, we at Fengling Palace will be willing to do our best."
"Overall situation? Small power? Hahahaha, it seems you really don't understand me, Mr. Lu."
Mr. Lu laughed loudly, "Do you think I will be the kind of person who repays evil with kindness? This Su Chen, the person who killed me in Zhan Tiandu, I have shown restraint even if I didn't kill him myself. If he asked me to save him, What a joke!”
At this moment, Old Monster Lu felt indescribably happy. He tried to kill Su Chen before but failed, and now Su Chen was trapped. God was helping him, so how could he save Su Chen.
Seeing him like this, Old Monster Lang was helpless for a moment.
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There is a wasteland somewhere in the world.
This is a completely dead place, without any breath of life, and it is so vast that it is completely silent.
In one of them, the dark wind howled, countless black ghosts wandered in the void, and ghosts cried and howled unceasingly. The most terrifying hell that most people can imagine is nothing more than this.
A series of black energy connected in the void, eventually leading to the same place.
There is a black sphere suspended in mid-air. The black sphere has no entity and is more like an energy body. Energy from all sources continues to enter the black ball, causing the black ball to maintain a weak light.
Suddenly, the black ball shook slightly as if it had encountered some stimulus out of thin air, and the light on it suddenly dimmed a lot.
Immediately afterwards, a voice came from the black ball. This voice was very strange. It sounded neither male nor female, neither old nor young. It was not a voice that could be made by humans at all.
"Damn it, one more parasitic soul is missing. What's going on?"
The voice was filled with anger, as if he was gnashing his teeth. He cursed for a while before calming down.
"They should be dead. It seems that I have to hurry up. These parasitic souls are too weak after all. There will be mistakes. It is not surprising that they are killed."
"Every time something happens to a parasitic soul, it's a blow to my body. I have to recover my soul as soon as possible and then find a real parasite."
The black ball muttered in a low voice for a while, then fell into silence again.
…
In the secret realm of the general election, Su Chen was helpless as he watched the exit close before his eyes.
He turned around and looked at Zhang Quan, who was also looking at him in confusion with his eyes wide open.
"Is it really impossible to get out?"
Su Chen looked at the formation seal at the exit. Although the seal had just been closed, he could see that it could not be opened without a lot of manpower and material resources.
He checked around again and finally determined that it was really impossible to get out.
As soon as this exit was closed, the aura of the secret realm of the general election suddenly weakened a lot, and it continued to weaken.
Fortunately, Su Chen is not that kind of boy who is just starting out. Although he is depressed, he can still keep a calm mind when encountering this situation.
