With Zhang Mochen's current physical strength, coupled with that lightning spirit attack, it is not impossible to wipe out a beginner-level Yuan Master with the power of a high-level Yuan Shi. But the disparity between Yuan Wang and Yuan Zun is not at all something that can be measured by this low-level difference. If the former is only separated by a narrow stream, then between the latter is an endless ocean that cannot be crossed.

"Back then, this king was also a figure who was surprised, how could he accept an apprentice so mother-in-law and mother-in-law, like a woman. Seeing that Zhang Mochen was silent for a long time, Rao is mild-tempered afterimage was also a little angry. Other Yuan kings accept apprentices, which can be said to be a hundred responses, and they are good, but no one wants to post them upside down.

"Senior, the kid is thinking about how to repay your great kindness. Seeing that the afterimage was about to shake off and leave, Zhang Mochen finally let down his guard.

The afterimage did not show the slightest flaw from beginning to end, if he really had murderous intent, he could do it directly, with Zhang Mochen's current strength, there was no possibility of survival at all. And for Zhang Mochen, the attraction of the mantle of King Yuan is indeed too great, even if there is still a trace of caution in his heart, but in order to obtain the inheritance, it is worth fighting.

"Hey, you kid, it's good, it's just that you're too suspicious. Seeing Zhang Mochen loosen his mouth, the afterimage turned around and sighed.

"I'm very familiar with you, just be honest with each other when you come up, am I stupid?" Zhang Mochen scolded secretly in his heart, and said on the surface: "It's the boy's fault, senior Haihan." ”

The afterimage waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be so polite between master and apprentice, open up the spiritual perception, I will inherit what I have learned all my life to you, and I will have the opportunity to go to the land region in the future, and take care of the Huangsha City at home, all of which should be reported to the love of master and apprentice." ”

Looking at some old tears and remnants, Zhang Mochen nodded solemnly, he could feel the sorrow of the remnants after dying in a foreign country, and he could also imagine the scene of the decline of the Yu family, which had lost its pillars.

"Hey!" the afterimage sighed, looking at Zhang Mochen and nodding seriously, only then did he show a smile of relief, "Okay, let's start!"

Zhang Mochen nodded again, sat on the ground, and slowly opened up his spiritual perception as his hands were sealed. Suddenly, the surroundings were no longer a dark blue, and the slow-flowing multicolored yuan force filled every corner.

The afterimage took a deep breath, no longer had any hesitation, and in the next second, it turned into a fine light and disappeared into the center of Zhang Mochen's eyebrows.

The body involuntarily snorted, Zhang Mochen opened his eyes slightly, and the imaginary inheritance pain did not appear, and there was not even any change from before.

"It's over?" Touching his eyebrows, Zhang Mochen asked himself puzzled.

The puzzled gaze suddenly became nervous, and a wicked smile came from the depths of his divine sense, which made Zhang Mochen's face look shocked and panicked.

"Haha, after three hundred years, I can finally see the light of day again. Boy, your five elements of flesh, the old man smiled. ”

"Old Zamao, I didn't expect you to be so insidious, get out of here with the master. Zhang Mochen scolded angrily, and at the same time desperately mobilized his divine sense, trying to drive the remnant soul out.

"Don't struggle, with your strength, you want to drive away the old man, it's a fool's dream. What's wrong with letting the old man take away the house? In the future, you should be grateful for taking you to eat and drink spicy food. The afterimage laughed wildly, completely tearing off the mask of disguise.

"Bastard!"

Zhang Mochen gritted his teeth and scolded fiercely, but in the next second, his angry eyes suddenly became sluggish, and his violently trembling body quieted down, and at this moment, he sat motionless on the ground, with no expression, like a living dead.

After controlling Zhang Mochen's spirit and body, the afterimage finally breathed a sigh of relief. Completing this snatch obviously cost him a lot of effort.

In fact, after the fall of the Three-Fingered Yuan King, he was ready to take it, but unfortunately, day after day, year after year, he waited for nothing to come.

Not only that, but this remnant soul gradually lost its power as time passed. Otherwise, when he saw Zhang Mochen, a demon with the power of the Five Elements, he would have forcibly taken it away, so why would he have to spend so much time?

"It's still one step away from being fully integrated. At this time, the remnant soul was so excited that his voice trembled a little.

The last step that the remnant soul said was to completely wipe out the host's primordial spirit, so as to completely occupy the divine consciousness. After this step, the host's appearance does not change in any way, and it actually becomes a different person.

The remnant soul came to the Heavenly Spirit, where the last trace of Zhang Mochen's divine sense was still hidden.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, in the corner, a purple electric stripe caught its attention.

The purple electric pattern was surprisingly quiet, without any fluctuations, and although it was unknown for some reason, curiosity still allowed the remnant soul to walk over.

"Not good!"

The remnant screamed in shock, and turned to flee, as if he had seen a ghost.

However, it was too late, and with a scream, the remnant trembled violently, and then like a mirror, it shattered and fragments flew sideways.

The remnant soul is actually a thought, and now it broke into Zhang Mochen's heavenly spirit, and unintentionally awakened the purple electric pattern, and after feeling this strange thought, the purple electric pattern immediately woke up from its slumber, and instinctively launched an attack on the alien.

The poor remnant soul was still complacent one second, and suddenly destroyed the next second, it would never have thought that a small high-level primordial scholar actually had a spiritual attack.

Three hundred years of waiting, in exchange for an empty joy and vanishing.

At the same time that the remnant soul was obliterated by the purple electric pattern, Zhang Mochen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his dull eyes gradually regained their vitality.

"Old Miscellaneous Hair!"

After spitting a mouthful of blood foam, Zhang Mochen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, I'm still too naïve. ”

However, when the divine consciousness felt the purple electric lines that had quieted down again in the heavenly spirit, Zhang Mochen's somewhat pale lips rose slightly.

"This purple electric pattern is really a treasure, I didn't expect that even the remnant soul of the Yuan King could be killed. ”

The shock was settled, Zhang Mochen quickly walked to the sarcophagus and couldn't wait to push the coffin lid open.

The dust that was shaken up was a little choking, but what made Zhang Mochen even more jaw-dropping was that there were piles of white bones in the sarcophagus, and it was obviously not a person's corpse.

"This old miscellaneous hair turned out to have pulled so many people to accompany the funeral. ”

Zhang Mochen sniffled, stretched out his hands, and began to search greedily.

The white bones were thrown to the ground, Zhang Mochen became an out-and-out tomb robber, it's not that he doesn't respect the dead, it's really resentful, if he knew which one was the three-fingered Yuan King, it is estimated that he would have been crushed to ashes a long time ago.

The sarcophagus gradually bottomed out, Zhang Mochen's eyes suddenly lit up, and a small bag that looked simple and unpretentious appeared in the field of vision.

"What is this?"

Grabbing the bag, Zhang Mochen weighed it a few times, but in the next second, a pair of sword eyebrows wrinkled again.

"Obviously there is a bag, why can't you open it?"

Zhang Mochen tossed for a long time, but it was still in vain.

"Could it be that this is the legendary Qiankun bag?"

Qiankun bag, a kind of formation container, can shrink the object by 10,000 times and store it, which is priceless. At present, this small bag is a low-level Qiankun bag, although it is low-level, it is also worth tens of millions of gold, and it is difficult to find a stock.

Slowly urging the yuan force, slowly injected into the mouth of the bag, a repulsive force suddenly came.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Mochen's face was overjoyed, and in the next second, Yuan Li showed a blowout trend, frantically impacting the mouth of the bag. After a few moments, the tightly locked pouch was finally opened with a 'whoosh'.

Zhang Mochen did not rush to check the contents of the contents, but was moved by his heart, and a drop of blood in his heart spit out casually.

The unpretentious pouch suddenly shook slightly, and the extremely complex inscription lines were intertwined vertically and horizontally, flickering bright and dark. With the complete dissolution of the essence and blood, this will change to its original form again.

Looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand that opened and closed with his thoughts, Zhang Mochen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. After completing the blood to recognize the master, this baby will be surnamed Zhang in the future.

With a bang, he poured things to the ground, Zhang Mochen hung the Qiankun bag on his waist, squatted down, and began to search for it.

"Three-finger exercises!

Zhang Mochen, who was a thief, saw a simple jade slip at a glance, and on the jade slip, the words 'three-finger exercise' continued to shine brightly.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Mochen Yujian threw it into the Qiankun bag, and at the same time, grabbed a piece of jade.

"Immovable Underworld?Xuan-rank Advanced Earth Attribute Technique!"

As the divine sense probed, the jade silver light flowed, and strings of clear words suddenly appeared in Zhang Mochen's mind.

"It's actually a body quenching exercise!"