Chapter 1066： Shame cloth

Blood Pearl went all the way and fled back to the mountains.

The mountains are just a small slope, but in the deserted area, they also have a broad view.

There is a tower-shaped building on the mountain, which is where the main hall of the Soul Hall is located.

"Zhou Ran, you wait for me, I will definitely take revenge!"

Blood Pearl clenched her teeth, she will never forget the humiliation Zhou Ran brought to herself.

Not only did he return himself, but even the high-level monster Taishan, which he controlled, was wiped out. This account must be paid with blood and blood.

Arrived in the hall of soul palace, the main wing of soul palace palace sat on the throne, coldly looked at the blood pearl below.

"Blood Pearl, as the Soul Lord of the Soul Palace, you not only failed your mission, damaged the reputation of the Soul Palace, even Taishan was killed, do you still have a face back?"

The Yishe people had already known everything and questioned fiercely.

Blood Pearl quickly knelt down and said, "The subordinates are not good at doing things, but also ask the soul master to punish!"

Above the lobby, not only the main wing of the hall, but also other soul lords of the soul hall, all of them looked at the blood pearl with contempt.

"Women who rely on hue alone can't be the climate!"

"If I were her, where else would I stay in the Soul Hall?"

"Her role is not as good as a monster!"

There was a lot of discussion, and there was a lot of spicy taunt between the words.

The main wing of the palace is not a person who pity the fragrance and the jade.

No matter how beautiful Blood Pearl looks, he will not be merciful.

"Blood Pearl, don't blame me!"

Yisheren snorted, then stretched out his hand.

Suddenly there was a long whip in the hands of the master of the Soul Palace.

Seeing the long whip, Blood Pearl quickly asked for mercy: "Please be merciful, don't use the soul whip!"

However, begging for mercy is of no avail, and the soul-whipping whip of the wing shed has fallen on the body of the blood pearl.

"Pap!", "Pap!", "Pap!"

A clear sound rang through the hall of Soul Palace.

Blood Pearl ate a dozen whips in succession, her body was not damaged, but the whole person was more and more haggard.

For practitioners, the skin trauma is not much at all, only the damage of the Yuanshen is daunting.

Soul whip is such an artifact, will not cause harm to the body, but can destroy the primordial spirit.

Blood Pearl only felt that her primordial spirit was covered with bruises all over her body, and she had reached an unsustainable point. She was lying on the ground all over, her body twitching uncontrollably and her mouth spitting foam.

The Wing Sheren finally stopped and withdrew the Soul Whip.

"Bring her down!"

Two people immediately dragged the blood pearls down.

Everyone in the Soul Palace witnessed the blood pearl of the Soul Lord being destroyed by the Soul Whip, and all were trembling.

Blood Pearl Yuanshen was damaged and wanted to recover completely. She was afraid to wait for three years and five years. Even if she recovered, her Yuanshen would lose her resistance to muddy breath.

In other words, her strength can no longer continue to grow. Once forced into the fairy realm, there is only one way to wait for her, that is to become a monster.

After punishing the Blood Pearl, the Wing She people looked at the other soul hall gatemen again.

"The Soul Palace is the ruler of the abandoned land, but we are also the ones who are expelled! It is not so easy to live in the longevity world. If any of you have any disadvantages, it is not as cheap as a whip!"

After leaving a word, the Yishe people came to the back hall of the Soul Palace.

The back hall is quiet and a good place to meet people.

A messenger in a red cloak came to the wing sheren. The wing sheen changed his prestige in front of the soul hall gatekeeper and knelt to the messenger on one knee.

"The esteemed emperor is coming, there is a far away welcome, please forgive sins!"

The messenger did not have too much nonsense with the Yisheren, but just said: "I'm here to pick up the goods."

"Yes!"

The Yishe people did not dare to talk too much nonsense, and immediately opened the organ in the back hall.

A secret passage appeared in front of the two, and the Yishe people led the messenger into the secret passage.

Not long after, he came to a secret room.

There were hanging corpses everywhere in the secret room, but the winged men and the messengers didn't feel infiltrated at all, and passed through the corpses.

The messenger suddenly said: "Wing Sheren, although these created monsters can plunder the soul, when they devour the soul, the soul will also be consumed. That person is a little dissatisfied with this."

Wing Sheren bitterly said, "That's not a way to do it. If the Soul Hall does not rely on the power of monsters, but goes out in person, I'm afraid that the Senate will not be able to sit still?"

"Senior elders?" The messenger sneered. "Don't they live by the soul of a living person? The peace and harmony of the longevity world is just a self-deceiving joke!"

In the speaking room, the Wing She people had brought the messenger to the center of the chamber.

Here is a crystal bottle, the soul stored in the crystal bottle is shining.

When the messenger saw the crystal bottle, his face suddenly sank: "Why are there so few?"

The Yishe people helplessly said: "There are not many villages in the abandoned land. If there are no more exiles, I am afraid that the trading of souls can only be declared over!"

"Nonsense!" The messenger glared at Wing Sheren made Wing Sheren dare not put his beak. "Wing Sheren, although you are the Lord of the Soul Palace, you control one side of the land, but it's just a dog of that person! Don't forget, your dog is also an exile. If it's not that person, you've already formed God is all destroyed, a dog does not know how to be grateful, so there is no need to live!"

The words of the messenger were full of intimidation, and after listening, Yisheren immediately panicked and feared.

"The Soul Palace will do its utmost to provide more souls! Please also ask the messenger to go back and say a few words, and never give up the Soul Palace!"

The winged enthusiasm pleaded, and the messenger carefully put the crystal bottle into the Qiankun ring.

"Yi Sheren, you must remember that although the soul trading is not visible, it is the largest industry in the longevity world! Once there is not enough soul supply, the entire longevity world will be in chaos! By that time, the hall of souls The lord of the palace is nothing but a scapegoat for the big guys!"

As soon as the messenger finished speaking, he swaggered out of the chamber.

The main wing of the Soul Palace was shaking, and the words of the messenger made him unable to calm his mood at all, and the whole person froze in the secret room.

As the messenger just said, soul trading is a huge industrial chain, and at the bottom of this industry chain, it is the soul hall that plunders the soul.

Hidden from the Presbyterian Association, stealthily grabbing souls in the abandoned place, but serving the gang of hypocrites of the Presbyterian Association.

If something really happened, the Soul Hall would bear the brunt of it naturally and become the last bearer.

The so-called clean place is nothing but the last piece of shame from the gang of power in the longevity world. The Yishe people scoff at this, but dare not say half a word.