Everyone stared at the Cursed Soul and Zhenwu Saint in disbelief.

"What kind of martial skill is this? Can it actually affect a saint?"

Lan Tianyu couldn't believe it.

He has always focused on refining medicine, and he is also good at poisons.

But he has never seen this method before.

An elixir is not an elixir, and poison is not a poison.

"Master Xiao actually has this skill. It seems that Master Xiao is well prepared this time."

Xue Feixian was holding a long sword in his hand. Seeing this scene, a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"The cursed soul, the master actually refined the cursed soul. This is a method that only an immortal can master!"

Only Wu Changsheng recognized the cursed soul.

And the shock in his heart was even stronger.

He was no stranger to the art of curses.

He can even cast some low-grade curse spells himself.

But Cursed Soul is different.

Curse spells are just a type of spell.

However, the cursed soul is similar to a spiritual formation.

It is a combination of various curse techniques, and its power is far greater than the superposition of curse techniques.

The refining of this cursed soul is very difficult.

Wu Changsheng once saw it in Donghua Immortal.

But even Donghua Immortal can only make nine cursed souls with curses.

For a while.

Wu Changsheng's awe for Xiao Changfeng became even stronger.

As for the queen and others.

At this time, there was a mixture of fear and fear.

"How did Di Lin's soul become like this?"

The queen's eyes were dull and full of shock.

Xiao Dilin is her most beloved son.

The promised battle already made her heartbroken.

At this time, even the soul was refined into a cursed soul.

This caused the pain and madness in her heart to expand infinitely.

"Evil son, I must kill you, destroy your body, and make your soul suffer all kinds of torture."

The queen went crazy, her delicate and pretty face was full of ferocity, and her beautiful eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

But for her words.

Xiao Changfeng turned a deaf ear.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his consciousness continued to pour into the cursed soul.

Finally, a critical point was reached.

"Causal curse kill, explode!"

Xiao Changfeng suddenly shouted loudly.

Suddenly the cursed soul let out a harsh and sharp roar.

Later.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, it exploded.

"ah!"

At the same time, the Zhenwu Saint on the execution platform seemed to have suffered a serious blow.

Let out a shrill scream.

His figure.

He fell straight from the execution platform and hit the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
Chapter completed!