There are many ways to refine a puppet, and you can do it with pills.

But Fang Lin's current state, he can't refine the pill at all, even if he can refine the pill, it's completely too late in time, I'm afraid that before the pill is refined, he will already become a second demon body.

As for other methods, it is difficult to achieve results in a while.

While dealing with the extremely deep demon Long Jiankong, the old cadaver said, "I can help you refine it into a puppet, but I also need your help to share my holy qi." ”

When Fang Lin heard this, he didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement.

If you don't agree, you can't do anything, you're about to become a second demon body, and now you can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, pinning your hopes on the old cadre.

At that moment, a holy qi swept out of Fang Lin's body, and with a vast force, it entered the corpse of Lao Gan.

The old cadaver got this holy qi, his breath soared, and he knocked Long Jiankong to the ground with one palm.

Long Jiankong roared angrily, and was about to stand up, but saw five demonic chains sweeping in, entangled Long Jiankong's limbs and neck.

The old cadaver held the demonic chain in his hand, restrained Long Jiankong, and Long Jiankong couldn't move for a while.

I saw that the old cadre's other hand punched out the seal one after another, turned into several ancient characters of the demon clan, and submerged into the body of the dragon seekong.

Fang Lin didn't know the ancient text of the demon clan, but those words were obviously the oldest words of the demon clan's "★ Chang" ★ Feng "★ Wen", w∷∞≮et, ★ I am afraid that the entire demon beast clan, there are not many demon beasts who can recognize it.

When the ancient text of the demon clan entered the body, Long saw that his empty body couldn't help trembling, as if he was crazy, and the demonic energy in his body was constantly leaking.

The old cadaver stepped forward abruptly and pointed at Long Jiankong's forehead.

With this finger, Long Jiankong trembled even more, and fell to the ground with a pop.

"Huh, this guy is a bit powerful, it's not so easy to become a puppet!" The old cadaver was a little surprised, and once again condensed a few ancient texts of the demon clan, and once again entered the body of the dragon see.

Long Jiankong let out a low roar in his throat, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes, as if he was resisting the power of the old cadre.

The black long sword sensed that something was wrong and wanted to rush back to Long Jiankong's side to save him, but he was blocked by the blood-colored long sword and couldn't return to Long Jiankong's side at all.

Fang Lin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Long Jiankong seemed to be restrained by the old cadre, and the signs of demonization on his body had also slowed down a bit, and it seemed that the situation was developing on the good side.

At this moment, Long Jiankong's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, the demonic nature faded, and the human form regained control of Long Jiankong's body.

"You want to refine me into a puppet? It's too naïve!" Long Jiankong said in a cold voice, the black lines on his face kept changing, and it turned into a few obscure words, making Long Jiankong gain some unusual power, which could resist the control of the ancient characters of the old corpse demon clan.

At the same time, Fang Lin's demonization also suddenly accelerated, and black lines began to spread towards Fang Lin's face.

"Hurry!" Fang Lin shouted, there was a trace of black qi in his eyes, this was a sign that the demonic qi had grown too much in Fang Lin's body.

The old cadaver said impatiently: "Rush a fart! How can this guy be so easy to become a puppet?"

Fang Lin didn't care about anything, and scolded: "Slow down, I'm going to be finished!"

The old cadaver grinned, bit the tip of his tongue directly, and spurted out a drop of demon blood, which fell on the center of the dragon's eyebrows.

This is a drop of demon saint blood, which has infinite magic and power, which can greatly improve the power of the ancient characters of the demon clan.

Of course, with the current state of the old cadre, this kind of demon saint blood is also very rare, with one drop is one drop, if it weren't for Fang Lin to refine the Nirvana Pill for him, he would not be willing to consume the blood of the demon saint at all.

At this moment, the blood of the demon saint entered the body, and Long Jiankong was finally unable to resist.

The black lines are introverted, and the ancient text of the demon clan has the upper hand, making up for Long Jiankong's body, and completely suppressing his demonic energy and demonic nature.

"Okay, okay, no problem now, in three days, this guy will be a puppet completely. The old cadaver let out a sigh of relief.

Fang Lin felt that the demonic qi in his body was gradually receding, but the magic pill still remained in his body and did not disappear.

But right now, the crisis can be regarded as temporarily lifted, as long as Long Jiankong does not die, then he will not become a second demon body, just take a while to slowly exorcise the demon pill.

The black long sword also screamed at this moment, fell to the ground, lost its light and breath, and seemed to have turned into an ordinary long sword.

The old cadaver did not let go of the restraint on Long Jiankong, and the five demonic chains still imprisoned Long Jiankong's demon body, for fear that this guy would have any means to struggle.

At this time, Fang Lin noticed the situation around him.

This place is obviously the deepest part of the Falling Demon Cliff, and you can't see the slightest light when you look up, as if there is some force blocking the bottom of the Falling Demon Cliff from the outside world.

And at the bottom of this falling demon cliff, at this moment it is as bright as day, and it is full of fragmented bones, in the battle between the old dry corpse and Long Jiankong just now, these bones are naturally not spared, and they are basically destroyed.

There are also some fresh corpses, the shriveled bodies of the six spiritual source powerhouses are here, but they are also broken and unpresentable, very miserable.

Fang Lin secretly sighed, as strong as a Lingyuan master, he also ended up like this, his own strength was indeed much stronger than before, but he still couldn't be complacent.

"Hmm, what is this?" Suddenly, Fang Lin found a corpse, half a corpse to be exact, because the lower half of this corpse was gone, only the upper half still existed, but only the skeleton remained, and it was full of cracks, and it would completely fall apart at any time.

But it was this half-mutilated skeleton that caught Fang Lin's attention.

It even caused a change in the Supreme Temple in Fang Lin's palm.

A trace of supreme aura permeated from the half-skeleton, hooking the supreme temple that Fang Lin was carrying.

Fang Lin immediately reacted, this half skeleton was estimated to be one of the descendants of the Supreme Sanctuary before his death, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to still have the supreme aura left after death.

At that moment, Fang Lin struggled to stand up, walked in front of the half-wreckage, and as soon as he got closer, he saw a faint light source, slowly flying out of the body of the half-wreckage, floating in front of Fang Lin.

The old cadaver was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but he didn't ask anything, this may be another chance for Fang Lin.

Fang Lin looked at this light source, and sighed in his heart, this person was indeed one of the twelve temple heirs in his life, but he died here, at the hands of Long Jiankong, which was really embarrassing.

"Since you are dead, then your inheritance belongs to me. Fang Lin said in his heart, reaching out and grabbing this light source. With the light source in hand, Fang Lin's figure disappeared in place and entered the Supreme Temple.

The old cadaver was not surprised, he had long known that Fang Lin had the Supreme Sanctuary with him and could enter it at will.

"This kid, it's really lucky. The old cadaver muttered to himself, and then focused his attention on the refining dragon sky, and looked up at the darkness shrouded above the Falling Demon Cliff from time to time.

"In this place, it shouldn't be noticed, right?" said the old cadaver secretly in his heart, there was always a trace of jealousy.

Besides, Fang Lin entered the Supreme Temple, stood in front of his statue, and looked at the cluster of light fluttering in front of him, his expression was calm, and there was no joy or sadness on his face.

In the light cluster, many images kept emerging, this was what the dead Temple Inheritor had experienced in front of him, and it was being reproduced for Fang Lin at this moment.

Fang Lin also wanted to know what this inheritor had gone through, and why he had died under this Falling Demon Cliff.

However, what Fang Lin wanted more was the inheritance in this light source.

After all, the twelve inheritances of the Supreme Temple, only when they are all gathered together, can you open the Supreme Divine Treasure left by Wuzun Confite, and obtain the power left by Confite.

If Fang Lin wanted to become the strongest person in this era, the Supreme Divine Treasure was an indispensable part.

In the light cluster, the life experienced by this inheritor before his death appeared, and Fang Lin watched silently, as if he was experiencing it himself.

Unconsciously, he knows this person's life completely.

After knowing this, Fang Lin couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

The life of this inheritor can be regarded as bleak, although he has received the inheritance of the Supreme Temple, it has not brought him much change.

This person's name is Zhou Siyuan, born in a small sect, the sect was destroyed when he was a child, and Zhou Siyuan, whose parents died, was alone in the mountains and fields, and fainted to death in the fields and fields under hunger and cold.

Fortunately, he was adopted by a peasant couple, Zhou Siyuan was able to survive, but the good times did not last long, Zhou Siyuan had just turned ten years old, and the small village where he lived was trampled by demon beasts, and Zhou Siyuan was hidden in the stinking cellar by his adoptive parents, so he survived.

Then Zhou Siyuan was very lucky to worship in a relatively good sect, but became a slave of an excellent disciple of the sect.

Zhou Siyuan was unwilling to be a slave, so he stole everything that this excellent disciple would know and cultivated silently.

Soon, Zhou Siyuan showed an amazing talent, and it turned out to be an excellent disciple.

But at that time, Zhou Siyuan was still unknown, and no one knew that he had such a talent.

Until the matter of his stealing was revealed, the excellent disciple was angry and wanted to kill Zhou Siyuan, but Zhou Siyuan resisted and killed.

After committing such a serious crime, Zhou Siyuan could only flee, change his face, and rejoin another sect.

In that sect, Zhou Siyuan finally showed his talents and became a very outstanding disciple of that sect.

Then Zhou Siyuan was out of control, and at that time, he could be called a proud figure.

However, Zhou Siyuan was destined to be a ill-fated person, and just when he was in good spirits, he was trapped in the Supreme Temple during an outing experience.

Zhou Siyuan was trapped in that Supreme Temple for fifty years, and only with his amazing talent and tenacious perseverance did he successfully pass the test of the Supreme Temple and walk out of the Supreme Temple.

In the past fifty years, many things have changed, and the sect where Zhou Siyuan is located has also been swallowed up by a more powerful sect.

And because Zhou Siyuan became the inheritor, he was also targeted by other inheritors and became the target of hunting.

After several lives and deaths, Zhou Siyuan finally wanted to escape under the Falling Demon Cliff to avoid those terrible opponents.

As a result, he died at the foot of this falling demon cliff, ending his short and bleak life.

Fang Lin had to sigh that creation made people, someone got the inheritance of the temple, and since then his fate has changed greatly, and he has become a dragon and phoenix among people.

But this Zhou Siyuan, even if he became the inheritor of the temple, his fate was still so embarrassing.

Gathering his mind, Fang Lin completely absorbed Zhou Siyuan's inheritance and obtained several temple martial arts that Zhou Siyuan had mastered.

Not only that, but the Supreme Aura in Fang Lin's body was also getting stronger, and in this way, the Supreme Divine Temple Martial Arts that he was able to perform would also be even stronger.

"This Zhou Siyuan also died a hundred years ago, so in this way, there are only ten people left who are still alive today, except for me. Fang Lin said secretly in his heart.

The inheritor of the Supreme Temple, Fang Lin had already seen a lot of people, the extremely powerful Peerless Dust, the white-clothed young man who had dealt with him several times, the tall man who had been almost killed by Fang Lin, and a middle-aged man who had joined forces with the white-clothed young man in the Chaotic Demon Valley.

In addition, according to Fang Lin's judgment, there may be a few temple heirs who are far away in the land of the seven seas, so if you want to unify the twelve temple inheritances, you can imagine how difficult it is.

"I guess I'm the first person to get two inheritances, but I don't know if other inheritors will have senses. Fang Lin muttered.

After receiving the inheritance, Fang Lin was very satisfied in his heart, and then left the Supreme Temple.

Returning to the Falling Demon Cliff again, the old cadaver had already refined Long Jiankong into a puppet, and at this moment, Long Jiankong stood there motionless, his face was dull, his eyes were blank, and he didn't even breathe.

The old cadaver sat cross-legged on the side, as if recovering his depleted vitality, Fang Lin cautiously walked closer, carefully observing Long Jiankong, for this demon, Fang Lin still had some apprehensions.

"Don't look at it, he has been refined into a puppet by me, you can follow your orders, and let him do whatever he wants. The old cadaver said.

When Fang Lin heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, this dragon saw that he had become a puppet, wouldn't it be a great help to himself,

This dragon saw the strength of the sky, but it was quite strong, and it was able to refine it into a puppet, Fang Lin didn't dare to think of it before.

"But don't be overjoyed by your kid, this guy still has some ability, although he has become a puppet, he has not been completely refined by me, maybe after a long time, he will regain consciousness. The old cadaver said.

When Fang Lin heard this, he also nodded, but according to what the old cadaver said, there should be no problem with this demon puppet in a short period of time.

"I spent a drop of essence blood, I need a period of recuperation, with this puppet, it is enough for you to deal with a lot of things, don't trouble me if there is nothing, don't trouble me if there is something. After the old cadaver finished speaking, he directly returned to Fang Lin's Nine Palace Bag. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "The Strongest Ten Thousand Worlds Sect Master Jiezhong Literature" to read for free for the first time.