The militants were muttering to themselves, untying their tactical backpacks and finding a bundle of rope from them. Bayi Chinese ≤≈=.≈8≠1≥Z≥≈.≤C≥OM And he walked to Lang Zhan's head with the rope, only to bend down, and suddenly met a pair of blood-colored eyes. "Ahh

"I want to thank you - if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have woken up so early. As a token of my gratitude to you, I grant you permission to be my servant. Lang Zhan spoke, his voice slightly dry and awkward.

The militant who gave the order was already stunned and asked, "You, you-"

Lang Zhan seemed to be able to read his psychology, and then said, "Don't you think I'm strange? There's nothing strange about it, as your master, I'm just controlling Lang Zhan's body now. ”

That's right, it wasn't Lang Zhan who was actually speaking now, although the voice did come out of his mouth. Lang Zhan underestimated the abilities of the Ancient Soul - technically speaking, every item created by the Ancient Soul stored its consciousness. When its main consciousness is asleep, those objects that store its consciousness, as long as they can obtain a certain amount of energy, can revive and expand automatically, thus developing into the main consciousness. And this process may be a huge project for human beings, but for it, it may be equivalent to a copy of a computer program.

"Who are you?" The militants who gave the order were quite bold, quickly regained their composure and asked.

"All you need to do is know that I'm your master—it seems that you haven't realized how powerful I am, and to make sure you don't do anything stupid, then—" Lang Zhan said, his right wrist flicking, and the tip of Damocles' sword cut a little skin on the inside of the right leg of the militant who commanded the order.

The militant who gave the order was full of excitement, and then his gaze at Lang Zhan became eager, and he said, "Master, may I ask what you command." ”

"I need to know everything about you, including them—"

"Yes, my name is Ito Yatoshi, an island man, and I am Chinese New Year's Eve four years old...... My honorific title in the armor is 'Ce', and they are all my subordinates, and they are the dead soldiers selected from millions of candidates...... I used this bell to control them, and this technique borrowed from the Gu technique of Renguo Miao Jiang and the Tarot card divination technique of the West......"

Under Lang Zhan's inquiry, Ito Yatoshi answered all the questions and poured out everything he knew. When he mentioned Renguo Miao Jiang Gu Technique and Western Tarot Card Divination Technique, Lang Zhan's eyes rolled for a while, and he asked, "I know Tarot Card Divination, but what is Miao Jiang Gu Technique?" ”

"Miao Jiang Gu Technique is to cultivate a Gu worm, and after implanting it in the human body, it can enter the human brain and control the person."

"Gu worms? Have you ever seen a Gu worm? ”

"I've seen a specimen of a Gu worm, it's so big, it doesn't have eyes...... Master, what's wrong with you? Ito Yatoshi said, and suddenly Lang Zhan held his head with both hands, his expression was painful, and he asked hurriedly.

Lang Zhan didn't answer him, no, it was the ancient soul that didn't answer him. The current situation of the ancient soul and Lang Zhan, if you have to use a more popular way to explain it, that is, the so-called "seizure" in the cultivation of immortals in the country of benevolence. Lang Zhan used the sword of Damocles to kill all sides, what he didn't know was that the sword of Damocles actually had the ability to suck blood, and not only that, but it could also transform the absorbed blood into the energy needed for the consciousness of the ancient soul. Lang Zhan slew twelve masked militants and provided the Sword of Damocles with enough blood, which was converted into energy to awaken the consciousness stored in the ancient souls. After this consciousness awakens, with energy, it automatically expands and develops into the main consciousness. The main consciousness of the ancient soul awakened, and naturally it was necessary to find a carrier, Cha Lang Zhan was in a semi-coma because of his injuries, so he occupied the magpie's nest and forcibly occupied Lang Zhan's brain.

Lang Zhan suddenly hugged his head with both hands, his expression was painful, it was because he regained his senses and immediately started a struggle with the ancient soul at the level of consciousness-

Night view, lonely moon, distant mountains, fence - after Lang Zhan woke up, he first lost sensation in his limbs, and then as soon as it was dark, he saw the scenery in front of him. "Where is this? What's wrong with me? The thought flashed through him, his head ached, and then a large black figure strode over from the far side of the mountain.

"You're still alive?" The black figure said from afar, his voice like thunder.

"Who are you—you're an ancient soul?!" Lang Zhan immediately recognized the voice.

"Good memory. Originally, I thought I had nowhere to start, but now that you've woken up, it's going to be easy! "The black figure is the ancient soul, at least in Lang Zhan's spiritual world, it is now this image. The ancient soul said, with a move of his right hand, there was an engine sound, and a vehicle that looked like a tank and an engineering vehicle appeared in front of the fence, in front of the vehicle was a mechanical arm, and at the top of the mechanical arm, a saw wheel was flying and spinning, cutting towards the fence.

Seeing this, Lang Zhan instinctively sensed the danger, and then he had a clear heart, and with a wave of his right hand, a huge hammer appeared above the vehicle out of thin air, smashed down with a whistling sound, and immediately smashed the vehicle into a cloud of black mist.

The black mist dissipated, and the ancient soul seemed to be quite surprised, and said, "Do you still want to resist stubbornly? Then, as soon as his hands were closed, a ball of light appeared between his palms. He threw the ball of light at Lang Zhan and shouted, "Let you see the power of real technology!" ”

The ball of light was only generated between the hands of the ancient soul, Lang Zhan felt something, and when his eyes opened and closed, a giant wolf appeared behind him. When the ball of light flashing with arc light flew towards him, Lang Zhan's heart moved, and the giant wolf roared back, passing through the fence as if it were non-existent, and after pounced on the ball of light, the blood basin opened its mouth and swallowed the ball of light in one gulp.

The ancient soul did not panic when he saw the giant wolf swallowing the ball of light, and quickly made a series of gestures with both hands, and then held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and pointed forward with the index finger of his right hand like a sword, shouting: "Explosion!" ”

In an instant, the giant wolf's chest and abdomen suddenly expanded, and just when light burst out from the giant wolf's chest and abdomen, Lang Zhan's eyes shrank and shouted, "Close!" Then, the wolf's chest and abdomen slowly retracted, and the wolf let out a wolf howl when he threw himself up to the sky again, and then pounced on the ancient soul.

"How is that possible!" The Ancient Soul shouted, and with a shake of his right hand, a giant sword appeared in his hand. He held his sword high above the top in both hands and ran towards the wolf.

"Sword of Damocles?" When Lang Zhan saw the shape of this sword, he immediately recognized it. "So it's the sword that's weird?" Suddenly, he realized that his eyes shrank slightly, and with a move in his right hand, there was also an extra sword of Damocles in his hand. With the sword of Damocles in his hand, the giant wolf suddenly stood up, and there was an extra giant sword in his right paw.

A man and a wolf collided together, two giant swords slammed into each other, and in the piercing "clanging" sound, the fire splashed everywhere.

"Gabriel, accept your fate! The sword of Damocles is my creation—yours is a fake! The Ancient Soul shouted.

Lang Zhan sneered: "Your one is female, and my one is male, which one do you say is stronger or weaker?" ”

"I'll send you an ancient saying of your Renguo, you don't see the Yellow River and don't die!"

"I also send you an ancient saying from our Renguo, Skynet is magnificent and not leaky-"

"Stupid human, we don't know how many years ago we gave up ** - in the battle on the spiritual level, you are not my opponent at all, if you surrender, I can consider not completely obliterating you!"

"Idiot, will the master be fooled?"

…… One man and one wolf fought wildly, and suddenly, a red light shot out of Lang Zhan's eyes, and correspondingly, two red lights also shot out of the giant wolf's eyes. The red light shone on the body of the ancient soul, and there was green smoke rising directly from the body of the ancient soul, he looked down and exclaimed: "Zhenyuan? How can it be? How could a humble human possess the True Element...... Gabriel, let's have a discussion, you humans don't have a complete brain opening, give me ten, no, five percent of the area - bastard, do you really want to kill cleanly? ”

The voice of the ancient soul rang endlessly, and Lang Zhan couldn't hear it when he heard it, but silently ran the wolf-shaped qigong to maintain the blood-colored vision.

As more and more places came out of the ancient soul's body, some places directly turned into green smoke and dissipated, and he suddenly burst out: "Gabriel, you forced me!" Then he raised his hands to the sky, opened his mouth, and white light came out of his mouth.

"You forced me first-" Lang Zhan said calmly, his eyes rolled, and the giant wolf held his sword in both claws and slashed down at the head of the ancient soul.

The giant sword was still a little distance away from the Ancient Soul, and the Ancient Soul's chest and abdomen suddenly exploded, and a dazzling white light erupted. Lang Zhan only felt that his eyes were stinging, and he instinctively wanted to close his eyes, but his body was light, and then only a white patch was left in his eyes, as if even he himself had disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, Lang Zhan slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a face that only showed his eyes and was covered by a black scarf in other places, and immediately regained his previous memory, instinctively touching the sword of Damocles.

This face is, of course, Ito's satoshi. He was quite surprised to see Lang Zhan wake up, and said, "Master, you have finally woken up." ”

"Master?" Lang Zhan blinked his eyes twice, looked around, and saw that he was in a cave, he was slightly frightened, and wanted to stand up, only to realize that his left body was almost completely numb, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

Yatoshi Ito: "Master, when I saw that you were unconscious, I took you to this cave and carried you to this cave. ”

Lang Zhan looked at him before he turned his thoughts, a tingling pain in his brain, and he couldn't help but exhale softly.

Yatoshi Ito: "Master, it seems that you still need to rest. After all, this body had been traumatized before. ”

When Lang Zhan heard this, he finally understood what was going on—his head was tingling, it must have been because of the previous battle with the Ancient Soul; The militant who gave the order kept calling himself master, and his "master" should be referring to the ancient soul, that is, he didn't know that the ancient soul had been killed by himself-