He is now at the end of his strength, if he is shot by this arrow again, he will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Yin Wuxie hurriedly begged for mercy loudly: "Master Zhuo Immortal, I beg you to let me live, as long as you let me go, I will promise you anything."

"Oh? If I let you go, you really promised me everything?" Zhuo Wen asked with a light snort.

Yin Wuxie felt something was wrong in his heart, but now it was a critical moment of life and death, so he could only bite the bullet and respond.

"In this case, then you will offer your imprint of spirit and soul and submit to me." Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Zhuo Wen originally planned to kill Yin Wuxie, but he soon realized that Yin Wuxie was the elder of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, and his status in the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect might not be low.

If he didn't know that the Yinhell of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect was interfered by human factors, he might have shot this arrow without hesitation.

But he knew that there were ten absolute ghosts in the Yin Hell, and he planned to save Yin Wuxie's life.

He wanted to get some secrets about the Yin Hell from Yin Wuxie's mouth, and see if it was true, as Xia Yizhu said, that the foreign monks who escaped from the Yin Hell with the Wraith Flower brought Not going out.

Moreover, he also really wanted to know, what is the use of the Escaping Wraith Flower in the hands of the suzerain of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, and he actually valued the Escaping Wraith Flower so much, even by unscrupulous means.

After Yin Wuxie heard Zhuo Wen's words, his face was gloomy, and he immediately refused.

He is a late-stage powerhouse of the Creator and an elder of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect. He has a high position and authority, and he has always controlled other people's lives. How could he be willing to become someone else's slave.

"You disagree?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy, and the bow string suddenly drew an extra arc. Suddenly, the killing intent aimed at Yin Wuxie became even more terrifying.

Yin Wuxie's heart tightened, and the shadow of death completely enveloped his whole body. He had no doubt that if Zhuo Wen shot this arrow, he would definitely die.

"Wait, stop, I promise you!"

Seeing that the killing intent was getting more and more terrifying, Yin Wuxie completely let go of the dignity in her heart, and bowed her head to Zhuo Wen.

He knew very well that if he still refused to agree, he would really die.

In the face of life and dignity, Yin Wuxie chose the former without hesitation.

Zhuo Wen didn't put down Houyi's divine bow because of this, and said coldly: "Then hand over the soul mark first."

Yin Wuxie stopped, her eyes flickered, showing an extremely unwilling expression.

However, feeling the more and more terrifying killing intent in Zhuo Wen's eyes, he sighed lightly, and with a sword finger in his right hand, he dropped the mark of spirit and soul to Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen took the imprint of the spirit and soul, checked it, found that it was not blown up, nodded, and put away the Houyi bow and arrow.

The terrifying killing intent dissipated instantly, and Yin Wuxie, who had been on tenterhooks, breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Wuxie looked at the young man in white with his hands behind his back with a complicated expression.

He didn't expect that in the end, his ending would be to become this person's slave.

If others found out that he is an imposing elder of the Yin Corpse Sect, and even a strong man in the later stage of the Creator, who actually became a servant of the Lord of Destiny, I'm afraid he would be laughed at generously.

But Yin Wuxie had no choice.

Yin Wuxie sighed softly, already regretting that he came to chase and kill Zhuo Wen this time.

Originally, the conflict between him and Zhuo Wen was not that great. After Zhuo Wen became the Immortal Master of the Pill Array Immortal League, he had no intention of provoking Zhuo Wen. Even if Di Shitian sent him a message, he did not intend to do so.

But after Lei Zixuan and Huangwu gave him an idea, he heartily agreed, but now he ended up like this.

Thinking of this, Yin Wuxie looked at Lei Zixuan who was lying trembling in the corner of the space-time roulette with an unkind expression.

"Meet the master!"

Yin Wuxie had no choice but to reluctantly call Zhuo Wen his master.

Zhuo Wen nodded, not caring about Yin Wuxie's attitude, but said indifferently: "Yin Wuxie, do you know the Yin Hell of your Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect?"

Yin Wuxie was surprised, and naturally nodded her head to show that she knew.

"And you should also know about the Escaping Wraith Flower, right?"

Yin Wuxie felt surprised, this was the common sense of Dong Daoyu, although he didn't know why Zhuo Wen asked such an obvious question, but he could only nod respectfully, not daring to be slighted.

"I heard that once a foreign monk picks the Escape World Wraith Flower, they will be killed by your masters from the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect and take away the Escape World Wraith Flower?" Zhuo Wen asked casually.

Yin Wuxie's pupils shrank, but she fell silent, but her heart was very restless. JrNovels.com