Feeling Ye Xichen's breath of life gradually dissipate, Han Bing's heart sank, his white palm probed, and the suction power suddenly appeared, and a dark thin needle suddenly sucked out from Ye Xichen's eyebrows!

At the same time, with a flick of his fingers, a Soul Nourishing Pill flew out, instantly submerging into Ye Xichen's mouth!

Feeling the cold air coming from his throat, Ye Xichen's body immediately became cold and stiff, and a wave of fear instantly spread throughout his body.

Stiff all over, not daring to move in the slightest, although he was already able to control the high-level puppet at this time, he also understood that before the puppet rushed over, Han Bing could definitely kill him in an instant!

"Who are you? I'm a disciple of Huangquan Pavilion, Ye Xichen!" Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and Ye Xichen forced himself to calm down and said sharply.

"Hmm, mentioning Huangquan Pavilion in front of me will only make you die faster. Han Bing smiled slightly, and slowly walked out from behind Ye Xichen.

"Hanbing?"

Looking at the young figure that appeared in front of him, Ye Xichen's old face suddenly twitched, obviously he didn't expect that the person who held him hostage would actually be a soldier who had a lot of grudges with them Huangquan Pavilion.

Han Bing smiled slightly, glanced at the pitch-black top, and said, "Pavilion Master Xuanyuan Xiaotian really trusts you, and actually stopped the Great Demon Gate on it himself, and asked you to collect this high-level puppet." ”

Ye Xichen's eyes flickered, and his heart kept turning how to get out, his soul power, because the Han soldiers used the soul melting needle to sneak attack, at this time they were in a riot, but as long as he was given some time, he would be able to repair his soul, and at that time, once he regained his strength, he would be able to get out of the hands of the Han soldiers, and control the high-level puppet, and even kill the Han soldiers.

"You're thinking about how to kill me, right?"

And just as his eyes flickered, Han Bing suddenly smiled at him, and then his two fingers suddenly pointed out, and on the fingertips, the soul fire condensed out, and finally hit his forehead heavily, and suddenly burst into a sneering sound.

"Ahh

The smoke on his forehead surged, Ye Xichen's face turned pale in an instant, and his mind, which was already in turmoil, was turned upside down by the Han soldiers, and the severe pain was surging wildly, almost wanting to bury his reason.

"Give you two paths, scatter the spiritual imprint, or, shoot you to death, I'll do it myself. Han Bing slowly withdrew his fingers, glanced at Ye Xichen, who was pale, and said lightly.

"You should know that it is easy to kill you, just now you should have felt the breath of death. ”

In order to wait for the best time before, so in the high puppet, the soul imprint has been planted by this guy, if Han Bing wants to erase the soul imprint, it will inevitably take a lot of effort, and even if Ye Xichen is killed, there is still no way to erase it immediately, after all, Ye Xichen is also a strong man whose soul power has stepped into the peak of the realm, and it is not as easy as imagined to erase his soul imprint.

"You're dreaming!"

Hearing Han Bing's words, Ye Xichen also had a hideous face, and said calmly: "Boy, don't be rampant, my people and horses in Huangquan Pavilion are all above, when the time comes, see how you escape, if you know each other, let me go quickly, otherwise here today is where you are buried!"

"It seems that you still haven't figured out the relationship and situation between us now. Hearing this, Han Bing sighed with a little regret, and then his eyes slowly became cold, and in his hand, the gloomy wooden sword shook, and quickly slashed through the void, gently slashing through Ye Xichen's throat, and suddenly a shallow blood mark appeared.

"Wait!"

Startled by the cold feeling coming from his throat, the corners of Ye Xichen's eyes twitched violently, and he hurriedly spoke, a high-level puppet is precious, but if he loses his life because of it, it is really not worth it.

Ye Xichen was afraid for a while, just now, he didn't even see Han Bing's movements clearly, and the wooden sword had already cut his throat.

Han Bing's arm paused slightly, his eyes stared at Ye Xichen indifferently, and he motioned with his eyes to move quickly.

Seeing this, Ye Xichen could only grit his teeth unwillingly, stretched out his palm and touched the forehead of the high-level puppet, the palm of his hand, the soul power surged, and the soul imprint quickly faded away.

"Thank you, hate the sky, look at this guy. Seeing the dissipated spiritual imprint, a smile also appeared on Hanbing's face, and then he chuckled at the hated sky that appeared on his shoulder.

Hate Tian nodded with a low smile, and directly swept to the top of Ye Xichen's head, and on his paws, the purple and black light slowly surged, so that he didn't dare to move in the slightest.

Han Bing turned around and looked at the puppet at the edge of the cave, there was also some amazement in his eyes, this puppet, the whole body was dark, faintly, there was a little golden luster dotted on its body, and if you looked closely, you would find that these light colors and luster faintly seemed to be a vague, but extremely obscure and complex formation rune.

This puppet, except for the dull color due to the depletion of energy, did not have any other damage, and even so, when looking at him, he vaguely felt a taste of oppression, a high-level puppet, a puppet of this level, even if you look at the entire god realm, you can't find a few.

"It's a good thing. ”

Han Bing glanced at this high-level puppet, and then exclaimed, compared to this high-level puppet, what he got in the ancient stone tablet space was really a bit cold.

"Let's plant the spiritual imprint first. After watching it, Han Bing gathered his mind, and waves of spiritual power quickly poured into the puppet's body, planting a soul imprint.

The current situation is not too good, if Xuanyuan Xiaotian and others find out that he secretly came down to snatch the puppet, he will inevitably jump like thunder, although he will not be afraid of Xuanyuan Xiaotian if he fights alone, but after all, there are still a lot of people and horses, and he can't resist the wheel battle.

However, if this high-level puppet can be successfully subdued, the combat effectiveness of the Han soldiers will undoubtedly improve by leaps and bounds, even in the face of those people above, there will be no more fear.

As waves of Han Bing's soul power quickly poured into the high-level puppet, at the latter's forehead, the soul imprint that had previously dissipated slowly resurfaced.

Looking at Han Bing's actions, Ye Xichen's face also became extremely difficult to look at, the cooked duck flew away directly in front of him, if this matter was transmitted back to Huangquan Pavilion, he would definitely be punished lightly.

However, although he knew that the result would not be too good, when he sensed the sharp fluctuations surging above his head, he did not dare to make the slightest movement, and he did not doubt it at all, if he dared to move at this moment, the inconspicuous-looking hating sky low on the top of his head would immediately split his head in half.

Therefore, after weighing, between losing his life and accepting punishment, Ye Xichen still wisely chose the latter...

Setting up the soul brand consumes a lot of time and soul power of the Han soldiers, and the soul power required to control the high-level puppet is also somewhat unexpected by the Han soldiers, if it is not for the fact that his soul power is much stronger than that of people of the same level, I am afraid it will be difficult to successfully plant the soul brand in the body of this high-level puppet.

"Whew..."

As the last soul power poured into the puppet, the puppet's dark body suddenly slowly bloomed with some brilliance, and those golden lines also spread, forming an obscure and complex formation rune.

"It worked!"

Looking at the soul imprint that had formed on the puppet's forehead, Han Bing's eyes also burst out with joy, he had finally obtained a real high-level puppet!

Ye Xichen on the side saw that Hanbing successfully subdued the puppet, and there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Now that your puppet has also been obtained, you should let me go, right?"

He had already made up his mind in his heart, once he got out, he would immediately notify the pavilion master and the others, and when the time came, with the strength of all of them, he might not be able to stop the Han soldiers who had subdued the high-level puppets.

Hearing this, Han Bing smiled slightly, but did not pay attention to him, but stared intently at the high-level puppet in front of him who exuded an extremely strong oppression, although he was not sure that this puppet could really compete with the powerhouse of the Immortal Venerable Realm, but at least, in the face of the powerhouse of the Immortal Venerable Realm, he was able to retreat without the slightest problem.

"However, if you want to control this kind of high-level puppet, the soul power required to consume is also extremely terrifying, if you want to exert an attack similar to that of an Immortal Venerable powerhouse, I'm afraid that just one attack will make me collapse. Han Bing frowned slightly, although the high-level puppet is powerful, it is also a bottomless pit that devours soul power, even if he has touched the threshold of Heavenly Realm soul power now, it is still not enough.

"It seems that those guys don't plan to subdue the High Golem yet. Han Bing was also a lot relieved, he glanced above his head, and then suddenly turned his head and cast his gaze on the darkness below.

This puppet lair goes straight to the ground, and the further down it goes, the higher the level of the puppet stored, but that level of puppet should no longer exist, otherwise, Huangquan Pavilion and the Great Demon Gate would not fight for a high-level puppet here.

Of course, what Dehan Bing cares about the most is not a puppet now, but his main purpose this time, "devouring the Black Lotus"!

When he entered this puppet's lair, he could also vaguely feel that the eerie, terrifying devouring power was slowly squirming underground.

"Could it be that the devouring black lotus is at the bottom of this puppet's lair?"

Han Bing's eyes flickered, and he didn't hesitate at all, with a move in his palm, the suction surged, and he grabbed that night Xichen into his hand, and then glanced at the hated sky, and then, they fell straight down together.

"Devouring the Black Lotus, you must get it!"

The figure fell rapidly, and Han Bing's eyes became more and more hot, he understood that the most precious treasure in this ancient monument space was probably this devouring black lotus, so whatever he said, he wanted to get his hands on this legendary thing!