Chapter 661: Phantom of the Battlefield 25

The long sword flew out of his hand, turning into a green mang and attacking the Jindan monk like a spirit.

"Is this really a swordfight?"

"Yo, I know a lot, don't worry, after you die, young master, I still have many ways to know where you come from, and then kill all the people who want to kill me. Hehe, of course, don't even think about living if it's related to you......"

Monk Jin Dan panicked, he didn't think that Yang Chen was lying, especially after confirming that this was the Imperial Sword Technique, his heart was shocked, and he thought of something terrible.

"One person does things and one person ......"

Burst......

His wrist was stabbed by the long sword, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter, and just as he used the Gang Qi to protect his body, the Gang Qi had not had time to release, and a trace of stinging pain came from several large points on his body.

"I gave you a chance!"

"You ......"

At this time, the monks of Jindan also showed the same fear as mortals.

"What did you do to me?"

Looking at the Jindan monk who was still struggling, Yang Chen said lightly;

"Your current strength is only equivalent to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, far from being my opponent, if you don't cooperate, then I can only take other means!"

Whoosh......

Seven or eight silver needles flew out again and shot into his body, and at the same time said nonchalantly;

"Rest assured, you'll be alive because I feel ...... training you to be a puppet"

"Puppet......^^...... Puppet...... Puppet?"

He was frightened, he had lost his ability to act at this time, he felt that Yang Chen was not joking, although there were not many forces that could refine the puppet, but if Yang Chen really came from there, it was absolutely possible.

"No...... You...... No...... Do this1"

His voice trembled a little, and his eyes looked frightened and uncertain.

But just as he was begging for mercy, Yang Chen popped out a silver needle again and shot into the center of his eyebrows.

"Hmmm......"

In pain* fainted, and Yang Chen was not idle, but directly took out an ordinary Dao seed and injected it into his body, and at the same time sat cross-legged and refined for him, at the same time, Xiao Yan spit out a drop of essence blood and flew towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen stretched out his hand to catch it and asked the Jindan monk to take it.

But obviously, Xiao Yan was very reluctant when he spit out the essence blood, but fortunately, this essence blood did not hurt the cultivation and was just ordinary blood on its body.

After ingesting the blood, the jet-black color on Monk Jindan's body gradually faded, and his complexion gradually became normal.

And when refining the Dao Seed, Yang Chen read his memory.

"Ask for sin, you are looking for death!"

The killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and at the same time, he also learned about the situation of this Jindan monk, generally speaking, this Jindan monk was not too bad.

"Lao Tzu still can't bear it, forget it, don't force it!"

He originally wanted to directly erase the spiritual wisdom of this Jindan monk, but after learning about his memory, Yang Chen's heart softened again, and he didn't restrict this Jindan monk's self too much, nor did he deliberately control it too much.

However, if he wants to treat others like him, Yang Chen is unwilling, so Yang Chen still controls him to a certain extent, and now this Jindan monk, as long as he follows Yang Chen, what he sees will be directly fed back into Yang Chen's mind, and Yang Chen is equivalent to another pair of eyes.

The matter of refining the Dao seed is basically completed, but this is called Lu Qingliu Jindan Monk can't wake up for a while, after all, the poisoning is too deep, and it still needs time to recover.

Yang Chen saw that it was almost the same at this time, and he began to heal.

He was pierced by the arrow shot by this Lu Qingliu through the blue soldiers, originally with the strength of Yang Chen's body, the arrows of those soldiers could not hurt him at all, but Lu Qingliu grabbed the arrow and pierced Yang Chen's body with it, so that even if others saw it, they would think that he was going to catch the arrow, but he didn't block it, and he wouldn't suspect him.

But fortunately, although this injury is in the eyes, after all, it is not injured, and it is easier to recover.

Yang Chen's treatment was three days, and his injuries had basically recovered at this time.

When he opened his eyes, Yang Chen saw that Lu Qingliu had not woken up yet, nor was he idle, but muttered to himself;

"Ask the guilt, since you don't know what to do, then let you suffer first!"

He originally wanted to directly summon the guilt, erase the spiritual memory, and become an out-and-out killer puppet, but he still endured it after thinking about it, but if you find someone to kill you behind your back, no matter who you are, you have to pay the price.

Sitting cross-legged, his divine thoughts have been connected to the Dao seed.

......

"Yang Chen, I'm afraid you can't pay it back for your humiliation of the deity. It's a pity that I can't kill you with my own hands, but it's also a last resort. ”

He smiled wickedly, because he believed that Yang Chen had no reason to escape this time.

Just when she thought that she was going to understand this matter, the next moment, there was still some smug questioning in the room, and suddenly she screamed.

Then a terrible scream spread throughout the mansion, and the guilt was rolled on the ground, his hands clasped on his head, and he rolled on the ground, and his bitten lips were already bleeding.

Her situation alarmed many people, but when they entered the room where the guilty was asked, the guilty man wanted to go crazy and hit the room directly with his head, and in a moment, the house was shattered.

"Ah......h

In the scream, there was a sudden shock, and a strong momentum gushed out.

Bang......

The room collapsed, and the pain of the guilt continued.

......

"Let me suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, if I don't know what to do, then I will be blamed on the young master. ”

This small punishment actually made the pain of asking for a day, like the pain of torn soul, how can ordinary people bear, a day later, when the pain is no longer there, the guilty is no longer human, paralyzed on the ground and fainted.