War God Asura

"Even if you break through to the Asura War Spirit now, although your strength is greatly increased, your life span is already at a limit, but your living age will not exceed fifty years." The Taoist man did not have too many accidents, but said in a warning tone. .

"My lord, is there a way to prolong life?"

Sure enough, after hearing the man's words, Dao Kunlun's happy face suddenly turned pale.

Finally broke through to Asura War Spirit, if the life span is only fifty years, then he is really depressed to the extreme.

"The life span of a human being for thousands of years is the limit. If it weren't for the special soul source world, when the cultivation base of a person is restricted, it also increases the limit of life span. With the strength of your father and son, you should have disappeared in this world long ago."

"But there are ways. The eighth-order immortal grass can help you live longer, but those items are so precious that you can't even think of it as you two, unless..."

"Unless what?" Dao Kunlun asked anxiously.

"Unless the Soul Eater tribe is caught, when the time comes, not to mention the eighth-order immortal grass, as long as the patriarch is happy, you can get whatever you want."

"It can be said that one step up to the sky, being exiled from Taoism, becoming the most beloved and noble person" Taoism man said with a faint smile.

"My lord, don't worry, they will never escape from the soul source world. I have a way to force them out."

"what way?"

"The people who killed the Dragon Gate, the Valley of Flowers, and the dust-covered King City will all be slaughtered. With the personalities of Song Yufeng and Baihua Fairy, they will definitely appear."

"As long as they show up, I can get the whereabouts of the Soul Eater from their mouths." Dao Kunlun's face showed a sullen look, and he did everything for his own future.

"Just to force out the Soul Eater tribe, did you make such a killing? Doesn't it seem appropriate?" The Taoist man seemed to hesitate.

Although he is above Dao Kunlun father and son, he is only a humble existence within that huge Dao clan.

If not, there has not been a Soul Eater in the Soul Source World for nearly ten thousand years, and he has gradually been despised by the clan, and it will not be his turn to contact the people who guard here.

Therefore, in his identity, living in such a race of strong people, in the final analysis is only the bottom of the existence, he has not experienced much real killing, and in terms of means and mind, it is far less than Dao Kunlun.

"My lord, I, Wuzhifeng, who is the Soul Eater tribe, has chased him for two years, and I haven't found his whereabouts. It can be seen that he must have a special means of hiding."

"So, this is the only way at the moment, and only by this way can they be forced out!" Dao Kunlun tried his best to persuade them.

The Taoist man frowned, as if he was making an extremely difficult choice. Even with such a killing, even he was a little soft, but after a moment, he sighed:

"Then do what you say."

"However, I can only stay here for thirty days at most, and now ten days have passed."