Chapter 40 Magic Brand

The Phantom smiled and said, "Well, let me see what this is."

Zhao Qianyang looked at it interestingly and said nothing. It was very interesting for a majestic man to be put up and obedient.

The soul line wrapped around Sun Yuanpeng's leg was withdrawn and handed to the Phantom with the sign in his hand. The soul line was like a living thing under her control. Sun Yuanpeng's face was full of envy and grievance.

The Phantom took this sign and looked at it. The brand is not big, two fingers wide and one finger long. The age seems to be a long time ago, and there are some strange lines on it, such as carved patterns and words. She tried to stimulate it with soul power, like an ordinary stone without any reaction.

"Sister Ying, what is this?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it, but it's strange that it can withstand my soul power. You stay back and I'll try again." The Phantom felt a little strange. If it was ordinary, it had already been squeezed into powder by its own soul power, and this thing was tough and tight. She continued to increase her soul power, and Zhao Qianyang slowly retreated and observed carefully. A black fog wrapped the phantom's body and slowly strengthened and rolled up a wind and sand. Sun Yuanpeng retreated quickly in horror. He felt that the temperature around him had dropped.

The soul power of the phantom continued to increase, and the black wind in the whole yard turned into a black wind centered on the phantom. A wisp of soul rotated quickly, and the hurricane rolled up the underground sand and small stones, straight to the sky, and the whole sky slowly darkened.

Sun Yuanpeng's face was gray. After seeing the scene in front of him, he knew that the Phantom was much more powerful than ordinary soul practitioners and was a person with great ability. If there was a little idea of resisting just now, I can't get up at all now, and everything can only be admitted.

Zhao Qianyang thought of the scene he saw on the red fiery sparrow, but the fog in front of him was much smaller than that. He knew that Sister Ying had not done her best, and he also knew how big the gap between him and Sister Ying was.

People in Lingxiang City were frightened. People gathered on the street and pointed to the black wind all over the sky, thinking that the end of the world was coming.

After a while, the spinning tornado gradually slowed down, and the small stones fell from the sky, and the charming body of the phantom slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"Sister Ying, how's it going? Does this brand have any reaction?" Zhao Qianyang walked over and asked.

The Phantom shook his head helplessly. The brand was intact, but it must not be an ordinary thing to withstand such a great soul power.

"No, my soul power can't penetrate at all. There seems to be some energy in it. You can take it and try it."

"Sister Ying can't try anything, so I won't have a chance."

"Let you try, just try it. Water knows if this thing will react in your evil hand."

"Evil?" Zhao Qianyang was confused. He took the sign, but he had no hope for himself. He transported out the few remaining seven-color soul power in his body and quietly tested the sign. When the soul power touched the sign, a miracle happened, and the seven-color soul power penetrated in without resistance, or it should be said that it was strange. The brand was sucked in.

The Phantom sighed, "It's really a demon." This thing seems to choose the owner, which has nothing to do with whether it is strong or not.

Zhao Qianyang soon found this problem. This brand seemed to stick to his hand and absorbed the soul power in his body crazily. Zhao Qianyang had just finished practicing the soul stone and integrated into the soul. There was not much soul power left. This time, the soul power in his body was almost exhausted. At this time, the long-disappearing black in his mind The dragon suddenly jumped out, with his teeth and claws, and was powerful. In an instant, it filled all the missing soul power in Zhao Qianyang's body. At this time, the brand was stimulated and flashed with colorful and dazzling light.

Then, a large number of runes gushed out of the sign and densely wrapped Zhao Qianyang's body, like a small sun, dazzling, and the phantom grew up in consterillusion, while Sun Yuanpeng only felt the pain in his eyes and quickly closed his eyes and turned his head. I can't help sighing, who are these two?

Zhao Qianyang himself was stunned and looked at the erratic runes in front of him, which were dense and tens of thousands. Just like a world composed of words, these runes flash with different energies. In the soul, the figure of the black dragon gradually faded and was about to disappear invisibly. This strange sign was finally filled with soul power and stopped absorbing Zhao Qianyang's soul power. Zhao Qianyang breathed a sigh of relief, but then, more horrible things happened, thousands of runes jumped together. It became a conical tip and poured into Zhao Qianyang's soul crazily. Every rune was like a sharp steel needle. Zhao Qianyang's soul suffered a burst of pain. Then the rune was deeply engraved in Zhao Qianyang's brain. Slowly, the soul could not withstand this huge information, and it felt that the whole mind was about to explode. After opening, his consciousness became blurred. He shouted, "Sister Ying, help me." I only felt dark in front of my eyes and fainted.

The dense runes were still as bright as the sun, flickering around Zhao Qianyang. After more than half an hour, these floating lights faded. It was not until the last runes penetrated into Zhao Qianyang's brain. The brand turned gray and fell to the ground and smashed, leaving no slag.

Sun Yuanpeng's mouth has never been closed. He didn't expect that the boy who killed his nephew was also a soul repairer. What he didn't expect was that this brand would show such a magical function, but he was surprised why he found so many soul practitioners who could not inspire this brand, but this boy It can be completed so easily. The psychological feeling may be a big loss.

When Fu Guang was a child, Zhao Qianyang's room was already dilapidated. When the Phantom saw Zhao Qianyang lying on the ground, she was very anxious. She picked up Zhao Qianyang and walked into her room. When she entered the door, she looked at Sun Yuanpeng. Sun Yuanpeng took a breath of cold air and went straight to his heels.

With a bang, the Phantom closed the door, and there was no sound inside.

Sun Yuanpeng did not dare to leave. He sat there for an hour before summoning up his courage to come to the door: "I, can I go?"

There was no voice responding to him. Sun Yuanpeng hesitated for a while and finally tried to leave. He slowly walked out more than ten meters. There was no reaction in the room. There was a burst of joy in his heart and secretly luck. He left with those dull disciples, and since then, his violent temper has restrained a lot.

The fat boss's heart was also surging. He had long known that the soul practitioners were powerful, but he didn't expect that the soul practitioners would be so powerful today. He quickly ordered people to make robes. He hoped that the sooner the phantom would leave, the better, and he did not dare to offend them at all. .

After entering the room, the phantom casually laid a layer of boundary with soul power, which is the most common boundary, which is simple and fast to arrange, mainly to prevent outside disturbances. The Phantom gently put Zhao Qianyang on ** and released his soul power to explore his body. It was normal and did not suffer any injury, but the soul was very unstable. Today's sign made him feel strange. He has seen spiritual charms and soul charms. It is the first time I have seen such a strange symbol as today, and I have never heard of it before.

Zhao Qianyang's breathing was very slow and urgent, sweat oozed from time to time, and his face was a little painful. The Phantom reached out and hit the soul curse, and the pure black rune jumped on the palm. Although her soul curse did not remove the abnormal function of soul impurities, it was okay to appease the soul a little. She hit dozens of soul curses on Zhao Qianyang, and the rune entered Zhao Qianyang's body without any resistance. Zhao Qianyang's face gradually softened and slowly opened his mouth. He didn't know what he was talking about. A faint colorful light gradually floated on his body. Then, three hundred and sixty-one runes floated out of Zhao Qianyang's mouth. The phantom was completely shocked. She has practiced for more than 100 years, and there are no 10,000 or 8,000 soul practitioners she has seen. She has never seen anyone change spells directly from her mouth, and the whole room has produced a strange fluctuation under the irradiation of this rune, and the space seems to be distorted.

The Phantom felt that there was a feeling of clear soul spells in these flashing spells, and there were several strange feelings, but it made his body feel very comfortable. She quickly stopped to perform the clear soul spells and secretly practiced the soul formula. The soul power gradually changed in her body, which made her very happy.

When he woke up, it had been more than two days. Zhao Qianyang was still lying quietly **, and three hundred and sixty-one colorful runes floated around Zhao Qianyang's body, constantly rotating and changing. When he walked in, his breathing was even, his face was quiet, and it seemed that there was no danger.

The Phantom breathed a sigh of relief and felt some changes in the soul power in his body, so he released a wisp and was a little nervous. When he saw the change of soul power, he almost shouted in surprise. Her soul power became reddish brown. When she first cultivated her soul, her soul power was bright red, but since the decades of soul refining, the soul power has slowly changed from red to red-brown, and finally became the same color as ink. That's because the soul power has become mottled, which is different from the person whose soul power is black at the beginning of soul cultivation. The Phantom knows that the purer the soul power, the more powerful it will be. Although it has gained stronger strength through soul refining, it is weaker than before in terms of the same amount of soul power alone. The seven-color soul power on Zhao Qianyang's body is not like mottled, but like the fusion of multiple energies, unpredictable and powerful. The Phantom thought that as long as Zhao Qianyang was by his side, her soul power would change to its original color again sooner or later. This person was really not a prisoner.

I haven't eaten for two days. The Phantom felt a little hungry in his stomach, so he removed the boundary and walked out of the door. The traces of fighting outside have been cleaned up, but the broken walls and wooden columns have not been repaired. The fat boss's voice was too loud when he repaired it, which disturbed the Phantom.