V2.Chapter 825

No matter what clever excuses the king has made up, he can't make up for himself now.

At the thought of this, she crossed her heart, slowly raised her head, forced herself to face Guanghan's eyes, and then said word by word: "holy king, what Weichen is looking for is a secret skill called 'soul swallowing'

Hearing the words "soul devouring", Guanghan's body was obviously shocked. Jin Xuan also clearly felt his palm trembling on his shoulder. She was sure that the holy King absolutely knew this secret skill.

Guanghan listened and narrowed his eyes slightly. Then he stepped back and opened the distance between him and Jin Xuan. His eyes glittered and swept Jin Xuan's face.

Without him talking, just under his eyes, Jin Xuan felt suffocating, and her face slowly began to turn red.

I don't know how long later, when Jin Xuan felt that he was going to be suffocated alive, Guanghan finally opened his mouth. He provoked the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile, "soul devouring? How did you know there was this secret skill in the library?"

Jin Xuan secretly swallowed his saliva and said in a loud voice, "Weichen... Weichen is rumored..."

"Oh? Whose rumors are you listening to?" Guanghan asked with a soft smile.

"I overheard the disciples mention it. I don't know who the disciples heard it from..."

"You're lying again!" Guanghan interrupted her with a smile and said slowly, "I can tell you that there is no secret skill of 'soul swallowing' in the library Pavilion!"

No, Jin Xuan was stunned. How could it be? As long as the secret skills of Lingwu do exist, they are recorded in the library. Even if there is no original text, there are also manuscripts.

At this time, Guanghan listens to stretch out his hand again and grasp Jin Xuan's shoulder, but this time the strength on his palm is much stronger. If he is an ordinary person, he must have been unable to stand his strength at this time.

He asked coldly, "elder Jin, who did you hear about the swallowing of souls?"

Jin Xuan took a deep breath and asked, "Weichen just wants to ask the holy king if there is this Lingwu skill in the world?"

Xuan Han said slowly, "listen to Jin you for a long time!"

Hearing his confirmation, Jin Xuan's head buzzed. She asked again, "the holy King... Will do the same?"

"Yes? Who else knows this skill?" Guanghan heard a flash of dangerous light in his eyes.

"As Wei Chen knows, another person who knows this skill is Guangxuan spirit, the former king of Shenchi five hundred years ago!"

Guanghan's body was shocked again, and his face sank for a while. His strength to hold Jin Xuan's shoulder became stronger. He asked in a frozen voice, "say! Who told you this!"

Now that Jin Xuan has made it clear, she simply asks for clarification. She looked away and said, "the holy king, please forgive me for my impoliteness. I can't say the man's name yet. The man said that the spirit of the first king Guangxuan swallowed it with his soul to make it immortal and has survived until now, that is, the current holy king. Is it true?"

Her words inserted into Guanghan's heart like a knife, and also opened the deepest and most unknown secret in his heart.

Guanghan's body was shaking involuntarily. The strength in his hand was so strong that Jin Xuan couldn't stand it. He felt that his shoulder blades were about to be crushed by him.

"Tell the king who said this?" Wide cold listens to in the eye flash frightening fire light, the original handsome facial features also become ferocious and terrible.

His response undoubtedly confirms Tang Yin's words from the side. It turned out that this was true. Unfortunately, Tang Yinyan was right. Guang Xuanling not only fooled himself, but also everyone in Shenchi!

Thinking of this, Jin Xuanmeng waved his arm and opened the palm of Guanghan's ear pinching her shoulder. Then, she stepped back several steps. At the same time, a white mist was distributed all over her body.

She looked at Guanghan with strange and unbelievable eyes and said, "don't the holy King feel too vicious and despicable to achieve immortality by swallowing other people's souls and occupying other people's bodies?"

Guanghan listened to Jin Xuan, who was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly burst into a laugh and said calmly: "some demon words confuse the public and want to ruin the king's reputation. Does Jin Changlao still believe it?"

Jin Xuan said anxiously, "if it is false, why does the holy King know that the spirit devours this skill?"

Guanghan shrugged and said, "it's not surprising that I know more unknown Lingwu skills!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked over to Jin Xuan and said, "elder Jin, the king has always treated you well and trusted you. Do you doubt the king only by the thief's words?"

He also has a reason to say so. He knows that there is soul swallowing, which does not mean that he has learned and used soul swallowing. Looking at Guanghan listening, who was walking towards him step by step, Jin Xuan's thoughts were also turning sharply.

Suddenly, she made another cold war and remembered what Tang Yin had said. She said faintly: "the man also said that the first Wang guangxuanling had the habit of eating with his left hand, but he used his right hand with his sword. He had a habit of cleanliness and had to take a bath three times a day..."

The more she said, the more ugly Guanghan's face became. Before she finished her words, Guanghan couldn't help but listen. Without warning, he suddenly took an arrow step to Jin Xuan's front and didn't give her a chance to cover up the spirit armor. He fastened her neck, twisted her facial features, gnashed his teeth and asked, "tell me who that person is?"

Jin Xuan didn't expect that the holy king would suddenly do it to herself. She turned pale and had difficulty breathing. She instinctively opened her small mouth and stammered, "that person is... The best friend you killed five hundred years ago..."

She doesn't know the gratitude and resentment between Guangxuan spirit and Yan lie. She doesn't know Yan lie. She just heard Tang Yin say that he had a feud with Guangxuan spirit. It must be that Tang Yin's ancestors had been hurt by him, and it's not difficult to judge from Tang Yin's understanding of Guangxuan spirit. His ancestors must have a deep friendship with Guangxuan spirit.

A close friend killed by himself? Is it... Guanghan's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression showed a color of fear rarely seen in a hundred years. He blurted out and exclaimed, "severe?"

Jin Xuan didn't know who Tang Yin's ancestor was and what his name was, but she could be more sure that Guang Han heard the word Yan lie. Guang Han heard it was Guang Xuanling, otherwise his reaction would not be so great, let alone his name.

For a moment, Jin Xuan was filled with mixed feelings and full of five flavors. For a long time, the holy king, who has been extremely respected and worshipped by himself, is a despicable, vicious and sinister villain. In order to prolong his life, he keeps a puppet for him to suck his soul, and pretends to be a childe and Princess of Shenchi. How can there be such a shameless person in the world!

She suddenly shouted, took her sword out of its scabbard, swept it out, and cut at Guanghan's waist.

Shua! The sword edge crossed, but only cut the remnant image left by Guanghan. Others have floated three meters away.

At this time, the surprise and shock on his face had all disappeared and changed back to the original amiable appearance. He smiled and said: "Mr. Jin not only believes the rumors that damage the king's reputation, but also wants to fight the king now?"

"By you? You don't deserve to be the holy king of the sacred pool! Over the past 500 years, you have not only fooled the people of the sacred pool, but also tarnished the glory of the sacred pool..."

"Who knows!" Hearing the interruption, Guanghan laughed on his back for a long time. He stopped laughing, stared at Jin Xuan, and said, "as long as you die, no one will know about it!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward. Suddenly, his body seemed to become a tuyere. Gusts of wind blew in the hall of the library, making the volumes on the surrounding bookshelves crackle.

Jin Xuan was shocked. She immediately turned the aura emitted from all over her body into a spiritual armor. At the same time, she also turned the sword in her hand into a spiritual armor. As she stepped back, she said, "at least there is the person who exposed your scandal!"

"Severe? Ha ha -" Guanghan laughed wildly again and said, "the dead ghost, I was not afraid of him when I was alive. Now I have become a wronged soul. Will I still be afraid of him?"

Now he is not sure who told Jin Xuan about these things, but it is impossible for Jin Xuan to take the initiative to tell the truth, and he can only use force.

He continued to go to Jin Xuan *, but as he walked, the bookshelves on both sides seemed to be pushed away by two invisible big hands. In bursts of creaking friction, the bookshelves moved back one after another.

This is the horror of Guanghan's spiritual pressure. Under his spiritual pressure, even the huge and heavy bookshelf can't bear it. Jin Xuan's cold sweat came out. She didn't know how strong Guanghan's Lingwu was, but she knew her half weight.

At this time, the pressure on her body seemed to be so heavy that she could not even be crushed by the direction of Xuan at any time.

Guanghan's Lingwu, which has been handed down for more than 500 years, can't be described as terrible? Jin Xuan knew she couldn't compete with her. She gave a big drink, used her milk strength to cut a sword at Guanghan's hearing deficiency, and then withdrew.

The sword she wielded was to cut out a spirit wave, but for this spirit wave, Guanghan didn't stop or hide, so he stood upright and watched it fly towards him.

When the spirit wave was only two feet away from him, it disappeared inconceivably. It was that the spirit wave was forcibly crushed by the spirit pressure he sent out.

The spiritual pressure alone is so terrible that Guanghan's cultivation can be imagined. With a long smile, he suddenly flew up and rushed at Jin Xuanfei.

Speaking slowly, in fact, what happened was very fast. Jin Xuan only ran less than ten steps. Guang Han listened and flew to her back, stretched out his fingers and pointed to her back waist.