Destined Martial God Chapter 789: The severed hand and long whip in the portrait (second shift)
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In the palace, in the death circle!
Taking a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down completely, Yu Haoran signaled Ta Ling to end the spirit possession technique, and wanted to completely return to herself.
Wait until the spirit of Taling returns to the will and returns to self again.
Although he was weak in an instant, he could only use the purple stick in his hand to support his body, but the meteorite floating under his feet was immediately replaced by the hard ground.
At the same time, thousands of meteorites that had impacted in front of me disappeared one after another, and the endless starry sky I was in returned to the palace I entered at the beginning.
At the end of the palace, on a large dragon chair, a remnant soul exuding a gloomy aura with a slightly dim body, looking at himself in disbelief.
"Impossible!"
Seeing Yu Haoran stepping towards him, the remnant soul questioned loudly in disbelief.
"It's impossible."
"Since the existence of the palace formation, there have been thousands of creatures breaking into the death formation, and no creature has ever been able to get out of the death formation alive."
"How can a small ant in the realm of King Martial Arts break through the dead formation of the fusion of the trapped formation, the phantom formation and the killing formation."
Stepping to the dragon chair, Yu Haoran couldn't help sighing while looking at the remnant soul who still couldn't accept reality.
Later, instead of killing the remnant soul, he stepped over the dragon chair and came to a painting on the wall behind the dragon chair.
I looked up at the severed hand holding the long whip depicted in the portrait, and Yu Haoran's sight finally remained on the long whip.
Move the power of the dantian to penetrate directly into the portrait.
Immediately afterwards, a suction came from the portrait, directly sucking Yu Haoran standing in front of the portrait into the painting.
"Puff...!"
Just entering the space of the portrait, the unimaginable terrifying pressure not only made him crawl directly on the ground, but also continued to vomit blood.
"Junior Yu Haoran, I have seen Qingju Wudi, I have seen the Venerable Qi Ling!"
Suppressed by the pressure of terror, Yu Haoran could only barely see the way of courtesy through divine consciousness.
But in the face of Haoran’s divine thoughts, the pressure of terror in the entire portrait space has not diminished at all. Not only has Yu Haoran, who is crawling on the ground, unable to breathe, even Shihai and Dantian have begun to suffer from the pressure of terror.
"The spiritual cultivation junior, I have seen Qingju Emperor Wu, and I have seen the Venerable Qi Ling!"
Using the remaining traces of sober consciousness, recalling the previous experience of following the family powerhouse to enter the portrait space in the previous life, Yu Haoran changed his own name before completely fainting.
After Haoran changed her name again, the terrifying pressure in the portrait space disappeared instantly.
Afterwards, an unimaginable pure aura not only reawakened Yu Haoran's consciousness, repaired the damaged sea of consciousness, dantian and physical body, but also directly helped him rebuild the foundation, completely eliminating the crazy upgrade of his cultivation. The fatal hidden danger.
"Yu Haoran, a young man of spiritual cultivation, has seen Qingju Wudi and Venerable Qi Ling!" Yu Haoran, who had completely recovered from his injuries, jumped up directly and complied respectfully.
There was no response from the severed hand and the long whip.
Similarly, Yu Haoran didn't care, and continued to keep composing.
"Senior Qingju, the younger generation was oppressed by a powerful enemy. Not only was they about to lose their freedom, but even the beloved woman could not be protected."
"While helpless, the younger generation can only risk their lives to enter the tomb of the stars, enter the portrait space after numerous disasters, and beg the seniors to help."
Faced with Hao Ran's tragic statement and sincere appeal for help, there was still no response to severed hands.
Yu Haoran didn't care about this. Instead, he took out the portrait obtained in the Danpu from the storage ring, opened it and continued.
"The younger generation had a chance against the sky, and in the future, they will have the chance to meet the descendants of their predecessors."
"If the senior agrees to help, the junior swears by the rules of heaven that in the future, he will personally return the portrait, the remnant of the senior, and the supreme artifact to the senior and future generations."
"If the vow is violated because of greed, the soul will fall into **** forever."
After hearing the vow given by Yu Haoran, the long whip originally held in the severed palm flew up suddenly, and then flew directly in front of him.
Yu Haoran did not avoid the sudden flying whip, but rather relaxed and looked at the whip without a trace of tension.
But the tower spirit in the sea of consciousness not only directly enters the domain tower, but also uses the time law contained in the domain tower to completely hide in the space of the sea of consciousness fault, avoiding the inspection of the whip magic weapon.
Feeling the clear conscience and sincerity in Yu Haoran's emotions, the whip automatically returned to the severed palm.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle force sent him directly out of the portrait space.
Then the portrait originally hung on the wall automatically flew, rolled up, and finally landed in his palm.
Yu Haoran, who shook hands in the portrait, desperately wanted to suppress and suppress the endless joy in his heart, but thinking of the meaning of the long whip in the portrait, the joy of joy made his face a smile.
"Impossible, it is impossible at all, how can anyone escape the death formation arranged by the emperor!"
However, Yu Haoran suddenly woke up when the remnant soul still couldn't believe the questioning sound from the dragon chair ahead.
Taking a deep breath and barely calming down the excitement, he apologized to the portrait in his hand.
"Senior, if the younger generation keeps holding the portrait like this, it will be inconvenient to do things, and I am worried that the portrait will be damaged by soiling."
"So, the younger generation needs to put the portrait in the storage ring temporarily!"
After apologizing, Yu Haoran waited for a while.
After finding that the portrait in his hand did not give any response, he tried to put the portrait into an empty storage ring.
Yu Haoran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after finding the portrait of entering the storage ring, lying there quietly, without showing any excessive behavior.
After all, the severed hands and long whip in the portrait are too scary. It is not safe to hold them all the time, and they are also worried about revealing their secrets.
Now, with the shielding of a layer of storage ring space, he feels much more relieved.
After that, he stepped over the dragon chair, planning to leave the palace and go to the barracks to look for the star pickers.
But when he passed by the remnant soul who was still questioning, he paused, and a trace of unbearable flashes across his face.
Finally, from the storage ring, he took out a few pills that were used to restore the soul and placed them on the dragon chair, and then left the palace with his martial arts.
The moment Haoran left the palace, the remnant soul that had been chattering suddenly fell silent.
I looked up at the empty hall door, then looked down at the pill on the dragon chair, and the remnant soul muttered to himself.
"Boy, I wanted to mobilize the guards of the Wu Zun realm to deal with you, but because of your filial piety, I will let you go for the time being this time."
After talking to himself, the remnant soul directly swallowed the pill placed on the dragon chair, and then slowly disappeared on the dragon chair.