But this also explains the strange state of the meridians in his body, every holy son is a person who has roots and bones against the sky, what kind of talent was the ram ginseng before he lost power, maybe the person in front of him is really an innate Dao body.

Looking at the crimson demon seed thrown over, Shi Daoren hesitated for a moment, and finally took it.

This thing is not a demon seed in the ordinary sense of the word. When the host splits a secondary demon seed to infect others, it can downgrade the demon seed. But even if you want to infect mortals, you have to be at least yellow**, the orange level is usually used to control beasts, and the lowest red level does not have the ability to infect, it cannot parasitize the soul, it can only be absorbed, and the memory information carried in it can be transmitted.

For the disciples within the Shengsheng Sect, this is a safer and more convenient method of communication than any other way.

The Shidao people's own demon seed has been promoted to blue, and even if Mo Fei leaves any means in this red demon seed, it is impossible to play any role at all. Just as Jiang Xin didn't have to worry about fraud when he used the "fruit" refined by Zhang Bo, the level suppression of the demon seed was an insurmountable iron rule, and there had never been an exception.

So he absorbed it with peace of mind.

In the Divine Soul Space, the divine thoughts that seemed to be like an iron wall opened a passage, revealing the Divine Soul that was like a blue giant star inside, and the crimson demon seed was suddenly pulled into it uncontrollably, and was swallowed by the blue star in one bite.

Suddenly, some fragments of memories flooded into my mind.

It was the memory of a young man's casual cultivation, and the stone Taoist looked at it twice, and found that it was actually one of the two casual cultivators who were caught by Mr. Wen yesterday!

This is not something that can prove Mo Fei's identity, Shi Daoren was shocked, and suddenly understood that he might have fallen into a trap, and immediately thought that his own blue ** seed was like a grinding disc to crush the red demon seed, and he was going to crush it into the tiniest debris.

At the same time, he raised his hand and shook it fiercely at Mo Fei, and the monstrous mana condensed a hideous giant claw, holding Mo Fei in his hand, and the huge force on it was not Mo Fei's fake qi shield that could be resisted at all, and it was shattered in an instant.

Seeing that the giant claw was about to grasp him into meat sauce, at this moment, the color of the red demon seed that was about to be crushed by the blue star suddenly jumped, turning from red to orange yellow, and then it jumped again and turned into blue again, and finally in a flash, it turned into deep purple.

It was as if the Nine Demons had crawled out of the abyss, the demon seed exuded infinite depravity and malice, and suddenly stretched out its tentacles in all directions, and invisible fluctuations were transmitted out, and the stone path man only felt that his mind sank, and the divine thoughts that used to be like arm commands seemed to have lost contact, and the mana giant claws that attacked Mo Fei in his hand collapsed.

"How is this possible!?" Shi Daoren was shocked, how could the demon seed be promoted like this?

After the demon seed is planted, it is basically impossible to upgrade the level, although there are too many demon seeds of the same level, or when the host cultivates to step through the Jindan realm, there is also the possibility of promotion, but it is generally up to one color level, and it is impossible to reach purple.

Like just now, jumping from the Red Demon Seed to the Holy Demon Seed level in a row simply subverted his cognition. If the demon seed can really be promoted like this, then wouldn't the Shengsheng Sect be full of holy sons?!

However, the suppression of his own divine soul by the dark purple demon seed was real, and he could not invoke a trace of divine thoughts now, as if the hundred years of cultivation were all mirrors, and he had become a little monk in the qi induction period a long time ago.

"What did you do?" The divine mind was suppressed, and there was less than a percent of the power left in his body, not to mention that the divine soul was tied to the hands of people, and he no longer dared to attack suddenly.

Mo Feida breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you didn't rush up and do it, otherwise I would have killed you." As for what I've done, as you know, I've just planted a seed for you. ”

Of course, things can't be that simple.

On the day he was planted by Jiang Xin, Mo Fei learned that the demon seed had levels, and the suppression between levels was serious, and he immediately realized that this was a huge flaw in the Demon Cultivation of the Shengsheng Sect, and it was simply a bomb planted in his mind.

When he thought about the plan to deal with the stone man, he naturally did not forget this. The bomb is already in the other side's head, and the only question is how to control it.

It is impossible to directly make his demon seed enter the death procedure like Fu Zhang Jing, Mo Fei's divine thoughts cannot be too far away from his body and his strength is extremely weak, and the divine thought barrier of Grandmaster Jindan is like an iron wall, and it is impossible for him to break through.

In the same way, it is impossible to directly put the secondary demon seed that he has split into his brain, let alone him, even the same Jindan Sect Master, it is difficult to force them to plant the demon seed. This is also the reason why the Shengsheng Sect can't directly use the demon seed to deal with the righteous path cultivators, otherwise they would have already unified the cultivation realm as long as they sowed seeds everywhere.

So Murphy set a trap. hinted at his extraordinary identity through words, and then used the Holy Demon Seed to make the other party believe that he was a Holy Son, and that he was a higher and more pure Holy Son than Jiang Xin, interfering with his judgment, grinding the other party's vigilance, and then throwing out a Red Demon Seed that could only transmit information in the other party's cognition.

However, the Red Demon Seed is a modified version of the Divine Soul Intelligence Unit, and after being absorbed by the Shidao people, Mo Fei can still control it to adjust the level of the Demon Seed through the quantum communication ability between the Zhi Qun.

Now the demon seed controlled by Mo Fei is inside the opponent's demon seed, and without the divine thought to block it, Mo Fei can even immediately give an order to make his demon seed enter the death process.

Shi Dao didn't know what it was like in his heart, but after trying a few times and not being able to invoke his divine thoughts, he gave up for the time being, "Who is Your Excellency, now that I am subject to you, I can confess to you, right?"

"Oh, you're very knowledgeable. ”

Shi Daoren smiled bitterly, "As a demon, those who don't know the current affairs have long since died." ”

"That's true, but have you forgotten something? The taste of a lover's kiss is still fresh in my memory, it is really a rare and supreme experience, how can such a gift not be repaid?"

Without seeing how he moved, the dark purple demon seed in Shi Daoren's mind suddenly swallowed his divine soul, and he only felt a sharp pain, as if boiling oil poured over his body, and it was like a thousand knives, even the willpower of the Jindan Sect Master could not resist, and his body fell to the ground weakly, and he kept convulsing and howling.

Mo Fei looked at it indifferently, there was no pleasure of revenge in his heart, in fact, although it was a lover kiss given to him by this stone man, it was not enough to say how much he hated this person, in the end, the other party was just acting on orders. The main purpose of his torture was to make it clear to him that he had control over his soul.

A Jindan Grandmaster is so useful, he still has a lot of things for him to do, and he must make him understand that he is indeed in control of his life and death.