Wind and Cloud Xiaoyao Xian

Chapter 542 The Secret of Soul Prison

"You cheap maidservant, how can you make such noise? When will it be your turn to point fingers in front of me? The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king heard that Sakyamuni Tower was not by Feng Xiaotian's side. He was angry, but he did not dare to shout at Feng Xiaotian. Hearing the words of the Peach Blossom Lady, he happened to find a gas pump. He couldn't help shouting angrily. As he waved his sleeve, the Peach Blossom Lady suddenly flew up from the pile of earth and stone and fell on another mountain seedling. In front of worry-free.

"Ah?" The peach blossom lady fell dizzy. When she was struggling to get up, she saw Miao Shutyue's fiery eyes, and she was so scared that she collapsed on the ground again.

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king ignored the situation of the peach blossom lady. Before long, he impatiently urged Feng Xiaotian and said, "Kid you remember it? Don't think about deceiving me, otherwise, I will not only defeat you, but also destroy it in an instant!"

At this time, Ta Ling's words also sounded at the bottom of Feng Xiaotian's heart: "Master, this ten-thousand-year-old zombie king is fierce. Although his mana is far more powerful than that of you, because he took away someone else's house, he did not fully integrate and ran out. Once he started, his strength was also greatly reduced. If you want to deal with him, this is It's a great opportunity!"

"Huh? Come on, how to deal with it?" Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed when he heard the words and quickly sent a voice to Ta Ling. He believed that Ta Ling was right. This is that the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king himself did not reveal it in his words. No wonder this ferocious guy did not do it, but took a gentle method such as persuading him to surrender. It turned out that there was such a reason.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian's anger greatly increased. He stared and shouted angrily, "Master, I just started to think, and you want the result. How can it be so fast? Well, as soon as I remembered a little clue, I was urged by you and forgot it again!"

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was scolded and speechless, so he had to slow down his tone and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'm anxious. Think slowly, think slowly, I won't disturb you! However, if you can't think of it before soaring, don't blame me for interrupting you. At that time, if you don't get a big decrease in strength, don't blame me!"

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king spoke gently, but he was very angry. He secretly swore that once the Sakyamuni Tower arrived, he would smash this hateful boy into ten thousand pieces to solve his hatred!

On another hill in the distance, Miao Wuyou has taken the opportunity to take down the Peach Blossom Lady and restrain all her mana, while the Tianling Zhenren and Daquan Zhenren are secretly anxious. They naturally feel the strength of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, and also hear that the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king turned out to cove the law of Feng Xiaotian. Baoshuajia Pagoda, but I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Feng Xiaotian's gourd. They didn't dare to act rashly without knowing all the plans of Feng Xiaotian!

At this time, Feng Xiaotian was not caring about talking to the two brothers, but listening attentively to Taring's words.

"Master, since this ten-thousand-year-old zombie king has not fully integrated with the host, if you want to deal with him, you have to seize his weakness and attack his soul to separate it from the host." Ta Ling's head is a true analysis.

"Attack its soul? What kind of spell is this? I haven't learned how to attack? Feng Xiaotian said with some confusion.

"Master, this spell that attacks the soul is rare in the cultivation world, but it is everywhere in the fairy world. Well, by the way, I wonder if the master remembers the strange shield when he fought with Shangguan Wuyong that day?" Tarling suddenly asked.

"Of course I remember, isn't it called the shield of the face of death? Huh? By the way, do you mean the skull's eyes in the blue light of the shield of the face of death? Feng Xiaotian almost suffered a big loss on the shield of this dead face. Naturally, he remembered that it was quite real. At that time, he looked at the horrible eyes and was almost shaken by the soul and suffered a heavy blow. At this time, when he heard the tower spirit mention it, he naturally remembered that the eyes were probably the so-called spell to attack the soul.

"Ha ha, the master is really smart. I'm talking about a spell that comes with this death face shield, called death gaze!" Tarling gave a compliment and explained.

"But I won't use this death gaze?" Feng Xiaotian couldn't help saying that he was a little depressed.

"Ha ha, master, don't worry. I'm just taking this death gaze as an example. The ten thousand-year-old zombie king is dead, and this death gaze is also used by death gas. It's useless for me to teach you to learn this death gaze. Besides, this death gaze is just a low-level secret of soul attack." Tarling said with a smile.

"Uh? So what other tricks do you have? Come on, I'm about to turn into a fairy spirit with all my true strength. At that time, if there is no way to deal with this ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, I'm afraid it will be very bad!" Feng Xiaotian said anxiously.

At this time, the whirlpool formed by the washing light around Feng Xiaotian's body is only a few feet square, which is constantly fused with the last bit of true qi in his body, and the beads in the sea of knowledge have replaced all the true qi inside and constantly absorbing the transformed fairy qi. Once this When the light of washing completely disappears, all the true qi in his body will turn into the qi of immortals, and the next step is to leave the world of cultivation and fly to the fairyland. At that time, the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king will definitely take action!

"Don't worry, don't worry, didn't you see the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king waiting for you obediently on the top of the mountain? Besides, the method that this will be given to you really needs to be driven by your fairy spirit. The true spirit of the real world is really useless!" Taling said unhurriedly.

Feng Xiaotian looked up slightly when he heard the words and looked at the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king standing on another mountain like a huge mountain. He saw the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king staring at himself closely, like a lantern-like huge eyes, revealing fierce eyes, full of impatience and anger.

As soon as Feng Xiaotian saw it, he shivered for no reason and hurriedly continued to urge Ta Ling, "Don't talk nonsense. The old monster seems to be extremely impatient!"

Taling smiled and said a little old-fashionedly, "At least you are about to become a fairy. Why can't you calm down so much? Well, I'll teach you a way to deal with this old monster!"

Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed when he heard the words and listened to Taring while holding his breath.

"My method is also what I got in the fairyland in the past. It is called the soul prison extermination formula. To the extreme, I can extract other people's souls from the body. The power is not small, and it is also a superior formula in the fairyland!" Taling introduced.

"Oh? The secret of soul prison?" Feng Xiaotian read it secretly. The name of this formula seemed to be a little extraordinary, and he was even more looking forward to it.

"However, master, if you want to practice this secret to attack the soul, you need to temper your soul, but you have to suffer a lot of pain. You have to sit down and be prepared!" Tarling suddenly said solemnly in a solemn tone.

Feng Xiaotian suddenly heard the words and hurriedly said, "Taling, don't worry. At least I practiced medicine in the Ming Dynasty, and I also tempered my consciousness. I can still stand this pain!"

"Well, if it hadn't been for this foundation in those years, I wouldn't have dared to teach you the secret of soul imprisonment today. However, this magic formula of soul cultivation is a hundred times more painful than the exercise of divine consciousness. The soul is the most difficult to practice, but once it is practiced, it will benefit the most. Even if the body dissipates, it will not be like an ordinary practitioner. That Yuanying is so weak! Are you ready? After Taling's introduction, he asked.

"I'm ready. I don't have much time. You can teach me the secret of soul prison!" Feng Xiaotian said with a firm face. He knew that after flying to the fairyland, he may face more difficulties in order to save his parents, and it is good to increase his strength by one point.

"Okay, hold Yuan Shouyi, and have no distractions in your heart. If you can't stand the pain in the process of cultivation, you will not only lose all your previous achievements, but also have the danger of your soul!" Taling warned.

"Okay, I understand!" Feng Xiaotian did it according to Taling's instructions.

Then, golden tadpoles suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge of Feng Xiaotian, slowly rotating along a strange trajectory centered on the white bead.

At the same time, Feng Xiaotian felt that his soul was suddenly hollowed out, and the sudden pain almost made Feng Xiaotian unable to control it and exhaled in pain!

Pain, pain from the depths of the soul! His soul is like being devoured by thousands of poisonous ants. Feng Xiaotian only feels how comfortable death is compared with the pain of this soul.

Fortunately, Taring's words before made Feng Xiaotian have a certain mental preparation and naturally endured this wave of severe pain.

"Use the white beads in the sea to absorb these tadpoles!" Tarling's voice came out again from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Xiaotian endured the incomparable pain when he heard the words, and began to slowly drive the white beads, and launched the spirit of the immortal spirit to pull the golden tadpole into the white beads.

This move almost tore Feng Xiaotian's soul, making Feng Xiaotian's meridians twitch into a piece, but this incomparable pain also stimulated Feng Xiaotian's fierceness. He concentrated on the white beads to absorb the golden tadpole text with all his strength.

And every time this golden tadpole enters the white bead, Feng Xiaotian's pain increases by one point. Correspondingly, Feng Xiaotian's mind is also tenacious.

Ta Ling can naturally feel the pain of Feng Xiaotian, and can't help thinking secretly: "Although my little master hasn't been practicing for a long time, the tenacity of his heart is really rare. When the original old master practiced the secret of soul prison, he was not as good as him. Rong, it seems that the owner I chose this time is the right one!"