Chapter 385: Qingluan seizes the house

Since the thirty-three regiments of light flashed, Zhong Kuang's face has changed greatly, and he looks even more anxious after being suppressed and imprisoned. After several struggles, he did not get rid of it. He became more and more uncertain, and his tone softened, although he could only give up.

As an artifact of the demon-killer, he has existed for tens of thousands of years. Naturally, he is unwilling to be erased and simply become the fighting machine of others. What's more, he has been refined by Qin Wushuang, but he just changed his master. Since the other party is powerful and has become Shen Chong's magic weapon, it is not unacceptable to recognize it as the master.

"Okay, I think you are the master, but you have to tell me what these clear lights are." Zhong Kuang shouted, and he seemed to have seen these dozens of clear lights vaguely, but awe was far greater than curiosity, and he didn't even dare to look directly at these clear lights.

"Let go of the soul and accept my original bondage." Shen Chong shouted that he was unwilling to erase Zhong Kuang's mind, otherwise many of the powers of this magic weapon could not be exerted, and the grade would fall, but the premise was that the obedience of the spirit must be guaranteed.

Zhong Kuang looked at Shen Chong's cold face and did not dare to say anything more. He had scattered the soul. Dozens of cold stars flashed. Shen Chong had instantly entered the source of the soul and set a ban. Unless Zhong Kuo became a true spirit, he would always be controlled by the source of Shen Chong's soul. Where his mind moved, he could let this spirit die at any time.

As for the source of the soul previously swallowed by Zhong Kuang, all of them have been extracted. Counting the 3,000 lost, Shen Chong's current source of the soul is still as many as 13,000, but with his deep savings, it is not difficult to cultivate it again.

After subduing the bell situation, Shen Chong's soul has withdrawn from the demon-killing halberd and holding the bronze halberd. At this time, he carefully looked at this ancient magic soldier. This medium-sized magic weapon is three feet long and thicker than an adult arm. The whole body is made of bronze. The halberd is covered with blood. I don't know how many ancient strong people have been slaughtered, and the tip of the halberd has a touch. The dark red color is shocking and chills the bottom of the heart.

Staring at this dark red, Shen Chong's eyes shrank. He could feel the deep and magnificent power contained in this dark red color.

The blood of gods and demons.

The ancient gods and demons are also above the peak of brokenness. The blood left behind has the power of ghosts and gods. If it hadn't been for the use of a trick to blow up and capture Qin Wushuang, with the nine Tianhe treasure clothes and the demon slaughtering halberd, even if Shen Chong's means are exhausted, it is impossible to defeat Qin Wushuang.

After looking at it for a moment, Shen Chong put away the demon halberd and turned around and drilled into the seal of heaven and earth.

In the magic weapon space, Qingluan turned into a human form again and sat cross-legged. Qin Wushuang lay on the ground horizontally. His whole body was **, and there were no scars. His skin was mostly regenerated under the stimulation of the elixir. It was white and smooth, but strong and tight. His limbs were slender, his whole body muscles were well-proportioned, and even his face seemed to be younger.

The soul gathering array built by the seven stars has also been moved to the seal of heaven and earth. 3.65 million vitality stones are piled up in a pile, slowly stimulating the operation of the array, and the derived vitality constantly washes Qin Wushuang's body.

Qingluan spit out real fire and kept spitting on Qin Wushuang, but it was no longer the red ink demon fire, but the real fire containing the power of the soul, and at the same time integrated the source of his soul.

Seeing Shen rushing in, Qingluan nodded gently and stood up.

Shen Chong's mind moved, his eyes fell on Qin Wushuang's flesh and said, "The senior has decided."

"Yes, although I have been with the seal of heaven and earth for thousands of years, I have never been able to integrate into it. Even if I devours the artifacts born in the magic weapon and barely integrate with it, my future achievements are extremely limited. In this case, why not choose another way?" Qingluan said.

"What is the risk for the predecessor as a mythical beast to take away the monk's body?" Although Shen Chong has also seen some strong people after taking the house, they are all demons. He doesn't know much about the process of taking the house.

"Ha ha, the risk is nothing, but it is very difficult to fully integrate with the body. It is not only necessary to match the flesh and blood, but also to assimilate the other party's soul with yourself. If it can't be completely integrated, it will not only the realm fall sharply after taking it away, and it will be more difficult to practice in the future. No matter what, it is. It won't be better than your own body."

Although Qingluan's expression is indifferent, he still has some regrets. It is not a perfect choice, but a helpless choice. There are few great practitioners in the world who have achieved success after taking it.

"However, I just inspected Qin Wushuang's body. My soul can easily penetrate into his flesh and blood, at least seven points. He is a strong man who has reached the eight turns of the soul. His body has been strengthened by the elixir of life and creation, which is suitable for me to take away." Qingluan's words turned around, and his eyes fell on Qin Wushuang. If it hadn't been for such a good body, he would not have been able to make up his mind to be reborn. He had refined most of Qin Wushuang's soul. With this soul gathering array, the fusion of the soul would not be a problem.

"In this case, the younger generation will definitely help the elders." Shen Chong said.

"You don't have to call yourself a junior. Now your strength is no longer inferior to me, and you are the head of Feixianmen designated by the old man Linghu. As a guardian god beast, you and I are equal to the same generation." Qingluan laughed and said, "Later, you will work with Qixing to help me run this soul gathering array, so that my soul can penetrate more easily."

"Okay," Shen Chong nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Has Qin Wushuang's mind been erased?"

"Not yet, his mind has been dispersed and sealed by me to the depths of the sea of knowledge." Qingluan said.

"If you can master his memory, it may help you better control this body, and we can also leave the foundation of Yujian Villa." Shen Chong's eyes lit up. In the sea of knowledge, a skill converged into an idea, which has been passed on to Qingluan.

"Soul search secret skill, lead the soul!" Qingluan sensed the idea and carefully read the skills contained in it. He couldn't help but be surprised. In addition to crossing the big realm, there were few secret skills in ancient times that could make the monks in the soul realm search for each other. This soul attraction is indeed a rare soul search method.

"I believe that with the realm of predecessors, it is not difficult to check Qin Wushuang's memory. If you know everything, you can not only better integrate Qin Wushuang's body, but also control the whole Yujian Villa and turn it into a foundation of Feixianmen." Shen Chong said.

Linghu's ancestor handed over the inheritance of Feixianmen to Shen Chong. Of course, it is impossible for Shen Chong to let go. In order to avoid Juxingmen, the Qin family established a foundation in a remote place in the far north, which is unknown to everyone. It can just be transformed into the foundation of Feixianmen and develop slowly.

As for the disciples of the Qin family in the villa, after the success of Qingluan's victory and his appearance as Qin Wushuang, the disciples in the physical world directly erased their memories. The strong soul realm planted the divine soul prohibition, and after decades, they can all be transformed into Feixianmen disciples.

Qingluan's eyes flashed and he was extremely moved by this idea. After all, he was born in Feixianmen. He also has thousands of feelings for this sect for thousands of years, and he is also very concerned about rebuilding the foundation of Feixianmen.

"Okay, it will take some time for my soul to combine with the body. I can take this opportunity to understand the soul, which can be used to refine the last trace of Qin Wushuang's soul and improve the fit of the body."

It is not difficult to practice. The only difficulty is how to prevent the other party's memory from being confused with your own memory, resulting in personality division. Even if the other party's will is strong, it can even devour your own memory in turn.

But for Qingluan, there is no such problem. His body is an ancient mythical beast. Although it is only a wisp of remnant soul reincarnation, it has also experienced thousands of years of tempering, and the will and soul are stable and firm. After Qin Wushuang experienced the soul of the red ink demon fire, his mind has long been messy and is on the verge of collapse. Under the refinement, all the fragmentary memory fragments have been unfolded.

After two days and two nights, a middle-aged man has walked out of the soul array. He is dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, his face is like crowned jade, and his sleeves are in the breeze, and a flowing fairy spirit is full of dust. Although his appearance is seven points similar to Qin Wushuang, his temperament is very different.

After refining Qin Wushuang's soul and memory, the fit between Qingluan's soul and the body has reached nine points, which is close to perfection. Moreover, Qingluan also learned about some secrets of the Qin family. Although the Qin family was defeated by Juxingmen, a large amount of wealth was still brought out, all hidden in the Yujian Villa, which was enough. Compared with the wealth of a sect, with these backgrounds, as long as there is a strong man suppressing the fortune of the sect, Feixianmen can be rebuilt in a short time.

But it's a pity that due to incomplete memory, the practice methods of the seventy-two magical power are also incomplete and cannot be practiced at all.