Chapter 2271 This Favor, Please Write It Down!

Shi Feng refined the power of the soul, and now, the power of the soul has stepped into the true god.

With his current control over the soul, even if a creature destroys its soul in front of him, he has the means to keep it.

But at this moment, he was poisoned by the evil curse of the sea, and he was suffering extremely painfully, and he no longer had the energy to keep the soul of the creature in the capital of Mara.

However, he still had a thought, and the death power and blood of a true god sixth heaven level rushed towards him.

He... still, as always, did not give up any energy.

This time, Shi Feng did not devour the power of death and soul, and then sealed it up with a secret method, and then sent it into the space of the blood stele, so as to prepare for the use of the Thunderbolt Art of War in the future.

In the past, although he sealed a large amount of energy in the blood stone tablet, but with the improvement of his realm, the energy he uses every time he uses the Thunder God of War Art is not comparable to what he used to be able to do.

With continuous strengthening and continuous fighting, the power of death and blood in the blood stone tablet are about to dry up.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ah! Destroy me!"

...

The shrill howls and pleas for destruction continued to come from Shi Feng's hands.

Shi Feng said that he was the one asking for all of this torment that would make life worse than death.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought in Shi Feng's mind, a bright and strange blood light flashed on the palm of his hand, and then fell down.

He has sucked that bloody flame and the soul in the flame into the space of the blood stele.

He wanted to let that blood fire burn like this forever, and let that soul suffer from that raging blood flame forever.

Eternal life! never go out!

...

"Ugh!" When Shi Feng had just finished doing that, a painful moan came from his mouth again.

And then, "vomit!" A mouthful of bright red blood gushed out from his mouth, and the color of this blood was actually dark blue.

Except for the blood, Shi Feng's whole body was already dark blue.

The wrathful heavenly king, Yue Hui, looked at Shi Feng and said in a deep voice: "Now, the sea evil curse poison has penetrated into his body, and even his soul has not escaped. If this continues, he, at most Only one hour to live!"

Yue Hui's voice was not low, and immediately reached Shi Feng's ears. Upon hearing those words, Shi Feng's dark blue face changed again, turned his head to look at Yue Hui, and murmured softly:

"One, time!"

But immediately after, I saw that the face I saw suddenly changed violently again, and said unwillingly to Yue Hui:

"No! Impossible! This young master is carrying an undead demon body. This young master is already immortal! This young master, there is no way he will die! This young master, he cannot die!"

After saying these words, Shi Feng's whole body was trembling with excitement, and his will to live was extremely strong.

Looking at the person in front of him, for a while, Yue Hui didn't say anything, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a hint of hesitation suddenly appearing on his face.

He... seems to be hesitating for something. Seeing his appearance, he seems to be having a hard time making a decision.

And at this moment, Yue Hui's complexion was fixed, revealing an extremely resolute face, and said: "It can only be... like this!"

When saying these words, Yue Hui's hands moved suddenly, and immediately formed a handprint.

Suddenly, a mysterious aura rose from his body.

"Heavenly King!"

"Heavenly King!"

"Heavenly King!"

After seeing Yue Hui's fingerprints and the aura rising from his body, Xuan Qing and the other seven Heavenly Desolation Holy Land powerhouses immediately let out bursts of shock.

Following that, one after another figure kept flashing, but in an instant, they all flashed in front of Yue Hui.

"Heavenly King, please think twice, if you do this, you will pay too much for him!"

A strong man from Tianhuang opened his mouth and said to Yue Hui in a persuasive tone.

"Yes, Heavenly King!" Xuan Qing, the strong man in the wilderness, also persuaded:

"Heavenly King, the gain outweighs the loss! He has

Hai Evil's curse poison is sure to kill him. If you do this, at most, you can only prolong his life for a month.

A month later, he...will still die, but you...have paid such a high price for him! "

"Yeah, the gain outweighs the loss at all, Heavenly King, please think twice!"

"Heavenly King! Since he is destined to escape this calamity, everything is fate, let him let nature take its course."

...

Then, one by one, the wild and powerful men tried to persuade the King of Wrath.

"No, this king has made up his mind, you don't need to say any more!" Yue Hui looked at these people and said in a deep voice.

"Heavenly King..."

All the strong men shouted in unison, seeing what they wanted to say, Yue Hui immediately yelled at them: "You guys, don't say any more!"

Shout out like an order.

Under his shout, they all shut their mouths and said nothing more.

Yue Hui's gaze was still looking at them, and he spoke slowly, saying:

"This king came to Dongyue Shenzhou to pick up this descendant of the holy ancestor! Now that he has become like this, it is because this king didn't protect him well. This king cannot absolve himself of the blame!"

"Now, this king can only do this, extend his life for a month, bring him back to my wild holy land, and use the power of the holy ancestor to defy the heavens, perhaps, he can be cured of the poison of the sea evil curse."

The ancestor of Tianhuang has great supernatural powers, and in the hearts of everyone in Tianhuang Holy Land, he is omnipotent!

But when it comes to detoxifying the sea evil curse, Yue Hui only said that maybe... it can be detoxified.

Even he is not sure.

He, Yue Hui, could only do so much. As for what to do, everything depended on his own good fortune.

At this time, the eight powerhouses in the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land didn't say anything, but nodded slowly to the Wrathful King.

They have followed the Wrathful King for many years, knowing that as long as he really decides something, it is useless to say anything.

Then, Yue Hui's handprint that had just stopped and slowed down moved again, and that mysterious aura rose from his body again.

Although Shi Feng was still being tortured, he heard the words of the Wrathful King and these people word by word.

Unexpectedly, the King of Wrathful War would use a secret method that paid a huge price for himself.

Shi Feng, among the Nine Nether Secrets that he created, although there are a few secrets that seal life.

Just like when Yin Sha was seriously injured, he used the Nine Nether Life and Death Formation to seal Yin Sha's life, and he could remain in a state of suspended animation for a month.

But the Nine Nether Life and Death Formation, as well as several other secret methods, are after all only methods at the peak of the emperor level, so how can they be sealed against the poison of the sea evil curse.

This...but even the King of Wrathful War would have to pay a heavy price for the poison of the Sea Evil to extend his life for a month.

"You!" In pain, Shi Feng struggled to utter a sound towards the wrathful King of War: "Today's...favor, my young master...remember..."