Chapter Twenty-Eight: Soul Eater

"Yes!" Long Yuan replied truthfully, anyway, he didn't pay for it himself, why didn't he go, he didn't go in vain, if he met something good, wouldn't he have earned it in vain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Okay, let's go in with the four of us!" Yang Yuantai smiled, then delivered two hundred spirit stones, and received four nameplates, "Nameplates, one for each person, with this thing, you can take the things inside, hehe, but don't take it indiscriminately, only take it when you see it useful to you." ”

Long Yuan also held a nameplate in his hand, he laboriously raised his round and rumbling huge fat arm to look at it, it was quite exquisite, the size of a palm, and there was a simple forbidden rune on it, it was estimated that he could obtain things by relying on this rune.

Walking into the Yundao Divergent Path, the forbidden magic circle that enveloped the entire Divergent Path began to activate, and there was a soft buzzing sound, and a misty gray mist enveloped the Divergent Path. Within the line of sight, except for the two identical forks three feet away in front, the rest of the scenery was gone, all of them were gray, and Long Yan, Long Yi and Yang Yuantai, who came in at the same time, were also gone.

Long Yuan frowned and looked at the two forks in front of him, and his powerful divine sense spread out like water.

The first few forks in the road are okay, the divine consciousness tries one by one, the wrong one to the other, and there is no other movement, but after exceeding the tenth, the divine consciousness is like melting into a piece of sludge, and there is a strange itch from the divine consciousness, which is very uncomfortable, after more than thirty, this itch has made him a little unbearable.

"Ten-of-a-kind? Hehe, it seems to be to save face for the monks. Long Yuan shook his head and smiled, if a monk wants to cultivate his divine sense, it is at least the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi cultivation, and if he wants to shroud his divine consciousness in the fork after fifteen articles, he must at least build a foundation for cultivation, such a person is really not to be offended, because he himself has condensed the innate soul fetus, his divine sense is naturally strong and strange, but he does not need to be restricted by the magic circle here.

Long Yuan carried the flying clouds, closed his eyes and flew on the wrong road, with the help of the innate soul fetus, these forks were broken by him one by one, and after more than a dozen breaths, Long Yuan arrived at the tenth fork.

He wasn't worried that he would expose the secret of his divine sense, his cultivation was too weak, and he couldn't see anything from his appearance, who would believe that a little kid who was still in the acquired bone forging realm would have a divine soul. Even if someone's imagination is really wonderful and scary, he is not afraid, the innate soul is superb, which makes his divine sense also wonderful and high, even if he is released, others may not find out.

However, it's always bad to be too high-profile, and Long Yuan didn't plan to go so far, but the things in front of him were really not good, and the things at the end of the tenth fork in the road barely got into his eyes.

It was a dead wood about a foot long, resting on a tray slightly larger than a basin, covered with a curtain of light, the thickness of an adult's calf, the appearance of decay, and the holes on it that looked like wormholes, the appearance looked very ugly, but this thing exuded a cool and cool atmosphere, and the smell was refreshing.

Looking at this paragraph of Awakening Wood Heart, a smile appeared on Long Yuan's face, this is a good thing, it is a good thing, it is very useful when he is cultivating the Human Voice, it can reduce the impact of those noises on his soul fetus.

Long Yuan was about to use the nameplate to take this Awakening Wood Heart, suddenly, a huge force surged around, and a bowl-shaped light curtain rose up under his feet, and then the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and the strong light flashed wildly, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he already found himself in a secret room.

The space of the secret room is very small, no more than a zhang long, no more than a zhang wide, the light is dim, it seems to be temporary, there are almost no furnishings, only a black futon in the middle, on which sits a person wearing a black robe and a black scarf, the whole body is wrapped and only a pair of eyes are shining, like a bat hidden in the dark.

Long Yuan's divine sense swept away, and the seventh-level cultivation of the foundation building realm was much higher than him.

"Who are you?" Long Yuan was secretly vigilant in his heart, but there was a puzzled expression on his face. This person can get him here from the wrong way, and he is definitely a person with great power.

"Don't care who I am, I will be your master in the future!"

This person's voice was hoarse, as if he was chewing a ball of sand in his mouth, which was extremely unpleasant, but Long Yuan could hear that this person did it on purpose, as if he was extremely worried about revealing his identity.

"Master?!" Long Yuan's voice was cold.

"Hehe, you'll figure it out later." The masked man sneered, and then the futon under his seat floated out of thin air and came to Long Yuan.

"It's really talented, so young, but with such a huge amount of essence and blood, it's also thanks to your Long family's sacrificial ding!" After carefully looking at Long Yuan, the masked man sighed, and then suddenly laughed gloomily.

Long Yuan was a little creepy.

The man stretched out two white hands from his wide black robe, his fingers slender and his nails neatly trimmed, and he looked like a pampered lord. In the palm of this man's hand was something that looked a little disgusting.

It was two black fluffy bugs, the size of ordinary scorpions, with fierce faces, and drops of crystal clear liquid hanging from their sharp teeth, and a pair of turquoise eyes looked at themselves greedily, as if they would pounce at any moment.

Long Yuan has never been a person who is afraid of insects, how many tasks he performed in the deep mountains and old forests in his previous life, he has never seen any insects, and he has eaten them when he is hungry. It's just that the insects in this person's hands are too weird, and there is a faint green gas lingering around his body, exuding a palpitating aura.

The man looked at the insect in his hand, his eyes flashed with a dazzling light, he glanced at Long Yuan carefully, then turned to the insect in his hand, and sighed in a low voice: "Soul Soul Devouring Gu, Soul Soul Devouring Gu, I have been refining you for five years, don't let me down." ”

After that, he laughed at Long Yuan and said: "Little doll, I know that there is a Divine Soul Rune Seal equivalent to a Heavy Heaven in the Sea of Knowledge, but it is useless, the Soul Hooking Heart Devouring Gu in my hand has been sacrificed by the Inner Sect Elder of the Lianyun Sect, Quack, it is easy to deal with the Divine Soul Rune in your Sea of Knowledge." ”

Long Yuan's heart jumped when he heard the evil name of 'Soul Hooking Heart Devouring Gu'!

Long Yuan cocked the middle finger of his right hand, and he was about to give him a faceless sword finger, but this person shot faster, this black-robed man just waved his arm slightly, and he felt that the whole person was fluttering, as if he was in a dream, and there was a luxurious aroma from the end of his nose.

"This 'Misty Incense' can reduce your pain, you must know that the next thing will make you a little painful, without this Misty Incense, you may not be able to survive it!" The masked man smiled, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

The man stretched out the Gu worm in front of Long Yuan and said in a low voice: "Do you know, this is the Gu worm that hooks the soul and devours the heart, it took me a lot of energy to successfully cultivate, one will burrow into your brain and control your spiritual consciousness sea." The other one will burrow into your heart and control your essence body, and then the whole person will be firmly controlled by me, and then you will become my puppet. Hehe, just like my second brother controls your second brother, your Long family is destined to be a puppet of our Yang family, this is the fate of your Long family, and you can't escape. ”

"What does this man say? The rest of the Long family was also controlled by the Soul Soul Devouring Gu? Are the Long family all puppets? And this person's surname is Yang? Is it royalty? This, this, how is this possible! Long Yuan was so shocked in his heart that his eyes looked very confused.

Seeing that Long Yuan's eyes were emotional, the man was very happy in his heart, and he laughed in a low voice: "Now, you are still the young master of the Long family, please rest assured, I will not use you until your strength is helpful to me, you can be your young master of the Long family with peace of mind." ”

After the man finished speaking, he raised his hands and flicked the two Gu worms into the air, but a hazy black mist sprang up from the palms of his two hands, and then he bit the tip of his tongue and squirted a mouthful of essence blood into it.

The two Gu worms saw these two black mist, as if they had seen a delicacy, and they spun rapidly in mid-air, a pair of turquoise eyes emitted an extremely greedy green light, and on the sharp teeth, drops of black liquid beads also fell, and when these liquid beads touched the black mist, they made a soft 'snort' sound.

The two Gu worms were very excited, their spinning speed increased a lot, and they let out a low chirp.

When the two black mist all turned turquoise, the speed of the two Gu worms stopped for a moment, and then they swooped in.

Long Yuan saw that the Gu worm and the green mist had actually combined in a strange way, forming two streams of turquoise and transparent fluid, which were constantly flying up and down around the man's palm. Long Yuan said in his heart: "It seems that the finale is about to be staged on Lao Tzu." ”

Sure enough, the man's hands were stunned, two chopsticks were thick, and about three inches of water flowed into the palm of his hand, and he slowly leaned it towards Long Yuan's face. Under the reflection of these two streams of green water, Long Yuan's face also became miserable green, looking indescribably weird.

These two 'streams of water' were living creatures, and in Long Yuan's frightened gaze, they flew up from the palm of the man's hand, and then burrowed into his body from Long Yuan's nose.

Long Yuan clearly felt two cold breaths entering his body, one gradually going up, entering his own sea of consciousness, and the other gradually going down, heading towards his heart, and after a while, he set up camp in his heart.

Long Yuan immediately felt as if something was biting hard in his heart, and then he grabbed his heart and pulled and kneaded it vigorously, and then stabbed it quickly with a steel needle, and bursts of pain came from his heart, which was simply unbearable, and Long Yuan's dark eyes immediately became crazy, and they were filled with tyrannical blood.

Seeing Long Yuan's strange appearance, the man smiled gloomily: "Little doll, you can't escape from the palm of my hand in this life." ”

The laughter fell, but the change was sudden.

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