Chapter Seven Hundred and Sixty Third Saint without Soul

boom!

Just as Nai He's words were out of his mouth, endless demonic energy erupted from Zhang Ziling's body, filling the world and shaking the earth.

Hei Wuchang was awakened by Zhang Ziling's aura, felt the terrifying pressure, looked at Zhang Ziling's back in horror, his body trembled violently.

At this moment, Zhang Ziling's aura made the entire underworld vibrate violently. Countless ghosts looked in horror at the direction of Naihe Bridge, where there was blood red.

But just a moment later, the vision disappeared, all the ghosts still haven't figured out what happened, and the underworld has returned to peace.

On the Naihe Bridge, Zhang Ziling regained his composure, without showing any emotions on the surface.

Although Zhang Ziling regained his composure at this moment and restrained his aura to the extreme, the black and white impermanence behind Zhang Ziling was completely frightened.

Judging from Zhang Ziling's explosive momentum just now, Black and White Impermanence dares to be sure that this is definitely not a power that ordinary saints can possess!

Just looking at the demonic energy that had permeated the surroundings before, Black and White Impermanence felt like his soul was about to be eroded.

Around Zhang Ziling, they couldn't even mobilize the divine power in their bodies.

The terrifying aura that Zhang Ziling burst out made them unable to control themselves.

Black and white impermanence didn't know what Naihe said to make Zhang Ziling become so angry, but they all understood one thing at the moment...

Zhang Ziling is stronger than Nai He, and it can be easily judged from the aura of the two of them.

This means... Zhang Ziling is so strong that even Nai Heqiao can't replicate his strength!

hiss!

Thinking of this, Black and White Impermanence sucked in a breath of cold air, looked at Zhang Ziling stubbornly, and stepped back subconsciously.

Facing the shock and fear of Black and White's impermanence, Nai He was very calm, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not afraid that Zhang Ziling would kill him.

For Nai He, the meaning of his existence is to help the person who created him to spread the word, and then he has no goals.

Although he has the strength of a saint, his heart is empty, and he has just been born... He has never really lived.

How is it possible to fear death?

Nai He is just an exorcism with the strength of a saint, not even a real soul.

Zhang Ziling still had anger in his eyes at this moment, but the explosive momentum was perfectly restrained.

Zhang Ziling had a vague guess when he met the master of the Xuan Pavilion of the Shadow Gate. When he met An Yi in Shushan, he figured out the key... Now Nai He personally passed the word, so that Zhang Ziling completely knew who was the stumbling block!

Now Zhang Ziling's only doubt is why that person appeared on Earth hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Laid out for hundreds of thousands of years...

Zhang Ziling pondered for a while, red light flashed in his eyes, and chuckled, "You still haven't changed... old guy."

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and Ziyou's soul has been taken away. What are you planning..." Zhang Ziling looked at Nai He and said lightly.

Naihe naturally knew that Zhang Ziling didn't tell him, but Naihe still smiled back at Zhang Ziling.

For Nai He, after that sentence was passed on, his existence was meaningless, and even his eyes became a little confused, but because of the influence of the evil energy in his body, his temperament still looked very enchanting. .

"I don't know exactly what that lord thinks, Nai He," Nai He said directly to Zhang Ziling: "Your lord only gave me a mission, and now the mission has been completed. If Lord Demon Emperor wants to kill me to vent his anger, then kill me."

After speaking, Nai He knelt directly on the ground, looking like he was being slaughtered by Zhang Ziling.

The Black and White Impermanence behind Zhang Ziling had just recovered from the violent aura before Zhang Ziling, when he saw Nai He, a saint and strong man, kneeling in front of Zhang Ziling with a smile. The two gods, Black and White Impermanence, saw this absurd scene at the scene and almost did not Swallow.

Everyone in the God Realm knows that saints are immortal.

Even if a saint-level powerhouse is not as strong as another saintly powerhouse, even if their strengths differ greatly, it is impossible for a powerful saint to kill a weak saint, and the most they can do is to suppress them permanently.

Therefore, there is no fear among saints, and everyone must give each other face. After all, the dignity of saints is more important than heaven and earth.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, Black and White Impermanence has never heard of a saint who knelt down and worshipped a monk as his teacher two thousand years ago in the Stone Monkey in the Transfiguration Realm!

What's more, after the stone monkey was sanctified in the Western Buddhist realm, he never knelt down again.

It is conceivable that when Black and White Impermanence saw Nai He kneeling down without any psychological pressure, the two gods felt bad.

Black and white impermanence even felt that they were having a ridiculous dream, and the people they met were not at all strong in the realm of saints.

Snapped!

Black and white impermanence both slapped himself, and the burning pain clearly told them that this was not a dream!

saint……

Kneel down.

Zhang Ziling looked at Nai He calmly and didn't say anything.

Nai He is just a tool to spread the word. He has waited for him for hundreds of thousands of years, just to convey that person's words and to cause his emotions to change.

Nai He doesn't even have a soul, and his real life is only for a short period of time. Nai He doesn't even understand the meaning of life, and naturally he doesn't know what dignity is.

After all, Nai He is just a shell without a soul.

In his mind, apart from the mission that the person gave him, the only remaining awareness was that person's strength and the strength of the Demon Emperor Zhang Ziling... pure to the extreme.

Nai He knelt down to Zhang Ziling without hesitation, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, the corner of his mouth still had an evil smile, and there was no other emotion in his pupils except for a trace of confusion.

Zhang Ziling could not even find a bit of humiliation or resentment.

Zhang Ziling believed that if it were replaced by any other saint, he would probably not have been caught without his hands, and would have fought Zhang Ziling directly, and would rather be suppressed than kneel.

Of course, they all thought they were immortal.

"Why did you send me such a person?" Zhang Ziling said softly, looking at Nai He who was kneeling on the ground. He didn't think that person didn't know Nai He's current situation.

Now, if Zhang Ziling wanted to, he could easily take it under his command.

It is so simple to accept a strong person in the realm of saints, even Zhang Ziling will be moved.

However, Zhang Ziling couldn't believe that the man didn't set a trap for him.

Hundreds of thousands of years of layout, Zhang Ziling believes that no matter what choice he makes, that person will have a corresponding plan to deal with him next.

As an old enemy in Xuanxiao Continent, Zhang Ziling knew that person better than anyone else.

That's... an enemy.

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