"If you want to live, you have only one choice, become my slave"

Qin Wudao condescendingly said to Fu Soul.

Fu Soul has the Saint Wang Xiuwei, as a Demon Devourer, he should be very clear about the situation in the Demon Domain.

The reason why he didn't kill him directly was mainly because Qin Wudao felt that he was still a little useful.

After all, he was going to the Demon Domain in the future, and he just lacked a helper who was familiar with the Demon Domain.

Fu Soul is a good candidate.

"As long as you spare me, I am willing to recognize you as the master" Fu Soul hurriedly agreed.

Seeing that this product agreed so easily, it made Qin Wudao a little surprised.

Could it be that the Demon Eaters are all soft bones?

In order to prevent the betrayal of the Fu Soul, Qin Wudao put forward a condition.

He wants to plant the Divine Soul Brand in the Sea of Souls.

Only by being controlled by the spirit brand can loyalty be ensured.

It was impossible for Qin Wudao to easily believe in a demon clan.

"Divine Soul Imprint?" Fu Soul's face changed.

He naturally knew that once someone planted a divine soul brand in the soul sea, then he would be subject to others in the future.

Being held in the hands of life and death.

If he didn't want to, then he had only one way to choose, and he was killed by Qin Wudao.

"That's right, only by imprinting the Divine Soul in your soul sea, can I ensure your loyalty" Qin Wudao said indifferently: "This is the only way for you to survive"

The "master" pondered for a while, then knelt down and surrendered.

Now that he has been badly injured and injured by the imperial soldiers, it is not so easy to recover.

Now facing Qin Wudao, who has quasi-emperor soldiers, Fu Soul has no chance of defeating at all.

Even though Qin Wudao only has quasi-saint cultivation, he has imperial soldiers, and his combat power has skyrocketed, even the supreme powerhouse must be feared.

Since Fu Soul was willing to surrender, Qin Wudao asked him to let go of the Soul Sea, and then branded the Divine Soul.

After completing the Divine Soul Imprint, Qin Wudao took control of the Soul Suppression's life.

In front of him, the Fu Soul had no secrets.

The others looked at what was happening in front of them in disbelief.

A saint king powerhouse was subdued by Qin Wudao like this.

Of course, the battle between the two is even more terrifying and shocking to everyone.

At this moment, the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent finally understood that Qin Wudao did not belong to the Xuantian Continent at all.

Mu Bing's eyes were complicated, and she couldn't calm down in her heart for a long time.

Because she's scared.

Before, she deliberately dragged Qin Wudao into her grievances with Lin Yuxuan, just to get rid of Xuantian Sect.

Now seeing Qin Wudao's strength, Mu Bing felt scared in his heart.

She was afraid that Qin Wudao would be unhappy, and then killed him.

But fortunately, Qin Wudao didn't seem to pay much attention to her.

And Lin Yuxuan is just an ant-like figure in his eyes, not worth mentioning at all.

"Tell me, what's going on here?" Qin Wudao glanced at Fu Soul and asked.

Fu Soul didn't hide anything, and told everything here.

It turned out that before the Fu Soul was sealed, he had a quasi-emperor cultivation.

The reason why it appeared in the Xuantian Continent was mainly because of the war between the demons and the human race tens of thousands of years ago.

In that battle, many strong men of the demon clan fell.

Fu Soul suffered a heavy blow and fled to the Xuantian Continent, where he was besieged by the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent.

Because of the strength of the Fu Soul, the top powerhouses of the Xuantian Continent paid a great price to seal him.

I wanted to kill him completely, but I couldn't, so I had to seal him.

After tens of thousands of years of sealing, Fu Soul cultivation gradually recovered.

And the appearance of the ancient ruins was nothing more than a trap that he had carefully prepared, just to hunt down the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent.

Use cultivators to fight among themselves, and then absorb blood to help him get out of trouble.

I thought that after getting out of trouble, I could kill all sides, but I didn't expect to meet Qin Wudao, a pervert.

And this goods is also a greedy and fearful of death, otherwise he would not easily surrender to Qin Wudao.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would not give in so easily.

Fu Soul was subdued by Qin Wudao, and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for Qin Wudao's action, they naturally wouldn't have any chance to live.

His eyes fell on the five immortal sources on the altar, and a smile appeared on Qin Wudao's face: "Tut, five immortal sources, not bad."

Obtaining five pieces of immortal source can bring him a lot of help in his cultivation.

Now that he has just broken through the quasi-saint cultivation, he has not completely stabilized his cultivation, so he has no intention of continuing to absorb the immortal source energy to improve his cultivation.

Only when the cultivation is completely stabilized will the next step continue to absorb the immortal source.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Wudao, and their eyes showed envy, jealousy, and hatred.

It was Immortal Yuan, a treasure that everyone dreamed of, but it all fell into the hands of Qin Wudao.

No one dared to snatch it, because they all knew Qin Wudao's horror.

And there is also a saint by his side, Wang Xiu, who is a strong man.

Although Fu Soul was injured, his strength was still not to be underestimated.

After taking the pill, Fu Soul's physical injuries have improved somewhat.

Qin Wudao made a heavy move, just to prevent the soul from suddenly making a move.

In order to ensure his own safety, he must make the soul lose its combat power for a short time.

"Did you know that there was some kind of huge seal in the Xuantian Continent?" Qin Wudao transmitted a message to Fu Soul.

After all, he came down to the Xuantian Continent to find the sealed imperial soldiers.

But there was no useful news for the Soul.

He was sealed here, and he didn't know much about the Xuantian Continent.

Since the Fu Soul is not clear, there is no need for Qin Wudao to stay here.

The things in the ruins, except for the immortal source that is useful to him, the rest of the things are of little value.

So he left with the soul.

After the withdrawal of the great array, Qin Wudao and Fu Soul went outside.

When the two of them appeared, they noticed that the powerhouses of the major sects of the Xuantian Continent had gathered outside.

Among them, there are many saints who are strong.

Qin Wudao and Fu Soul appeared, and they were immediately locked by everyone.

And the reason why these people came here was because they noticed the change.

There are many elder soul lamps among the major sect forces.

When the Elder's Soul Lamp is extinguished, it means that the Elder has been killed.

And this time, none of the major forces that entered the ruins, and the saints who cultivated to the strong, were spared.

Even the major forces Tianjiao have been killed a lot.

Sensing the change, the sect masters of the major sects came one after another.

Because of the protection of the large array, they could not break the big battle for a while, so they could only wait quietly outside.

Qin Wudao and Fu Soul walked out first, and were instantly locked by the aura of the major powerhouses.

In the void, a man was a magnificent man, his eyes were staring at Qin Wudao, and his killing intent exploded.

Because the aura on Qin Wudao's body was so special that it could be easily distinguished.

"So your kid is here" Liu Xuanhe's eyes were ruthless, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Sensing Liu Xuanhe's cold killing intent, everyone around him was a little puzzled.

Targeted by a cold killing intent, Qin Wudao looked up and saw a middle-aged man staring at him with resentment on his face.

"Who is this guy?" Qin Wudao was a little depressed.

Being targeted by a saint king powerhouse made me a little confused.

After all, he didn't know any middle-aged men.

Why does the other party have such a deep grudge against him?