"Oh, take it out and I'll see!"

Xin Ming was stunned for a moment, but his subordinates did not stop, and the Soul Snatching Creation Technique continued to operate, and it was not until Zhou Bingchang's soul gradually dimmed that Xin Ming stopped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhou Bingchang's soul was dying at the moment, but a trace of resentment in his eyes was seen by Xin Ming, Xin Ming's heart sank, and he said sharply. "Don't move a single bit, or I'll swallow you!"

Zhou Bingchang's eyes flashed with despair, and he said weakly. "My baby is on the iron-backed turtle spirit, and I'm going to go back and get it to you. ”

Xin Ming didn't believe Zhou Bingchang's words at all, and after pondering for a while, he spoke. "Legend has it that the soul has the blood of the soul, hand over a drop, and I will let you live!"

Xin Ming thought about it for a while, in this world of the jungle, if you want to cheat, you must have strength.

While accelerating the improvement of one's own strength, recruiting some subordinates through deterrence, control and other means is the current way to rapidly increase strength.

This week, Bingchang snatched a turtle essence, and he was able to block Liu Zhengfeng's Lingyuan hand, which shows that it is very unusual.

Xin Ming wanted to take his subordinates.

"You asked me to hand over my soul blood?"

Zhou Bingchang's soul expression changed, and he said. "Impossible!"

"There's no way, surrender, or die!" Xin Ming's eyes showed murderous intent, and Bang Wen flew out of Ning Qingying's chest and floated in the cave.

"I said, exchange my treasure for my life!" Zhou Bingchang's eyes showed a struggle, he really didn't want to die, as a Tianjiao figure of the Lingyuan Sword Sect two hundred years ago, he also didn't want to be driven by others.

"I'll kill you, all your treasures are mine!" Xin Ming said this, quietly waiting for Zhou Bingchang to make a choice.

"I'll give you the recipe for cultivating your soul......" Zhou Bingchang was still making his last struggle.

"Surrender or die!"

Xin Ming opened his mouth coldly, staring at Zhou Bingchang's soul, in case he escaped back to the iron-backed turtle essence body, once Zhou Bingchang escaped back into the turtle essence body, maybe the situation would be reversed.

Time passed, Zhou Bingchang was struggling in his heart, if it weren't for the revenge of being plotted two hundred years ago, he wouldn't be able to survive today.

I thought it would return to glory, but I didn't expect it to be reduced to a prisoner, and I blamed myself for being greedy, so many disciples of the Lingyuan Sword Sect outside, I didn't want to take it away, but I chose this woman.

"Okay, I'll give you my soul blood. ”

Zhou Bingchang's eyes were resolute, and his soul body pinched the trick, his soul instantly dimmed a lot, and a drop of cyan water floated onto the top of the list.

Xin Ming snatched the spirit creation recipe and absorbed this drop of soul blood, and he instantly felt that there was a connection between himself and Zhou Bingchang.

He even felt that as long as he had one thought, he could make Zhou Bingchang's soul fly away.

Xin Ming said with a look of satisfaction. "Zhou Bingchang, since you have chosen to surrender to me, then I will not treat you badly, when we go out, I will find a body with excellent qualifications for you, and let you take it away!

"Thank you, Lord...... Master. Zhou Bingchang's soul flashed, and he returned to the body of the iron-backed turtle essence, and the iron-backed turtle spirit opened his eyes, yawned, and lay there.

From Zhou Bingchang, Xin Ming knew that this cave was a stone cave at the bottom of the Spirit Lake, Zhou Bingchang's body was beaten apart by several junior disciples, and he had no choice but to give up a small turtle, two hundred years later, the little turtle grew to a strength comparable to that of a monk in the Rongyuan Realm, but as time passed, Zhou Bingchang gradually discovered that his soul and the body of the demon beast could not be perfectly integrated, if he hadn't cultivated the soul fragment, his soul would have been scattered.

Zhou Bingchang waited for two hundred years, and finally waited for the Holy Land to open, and he was here waiting for the disciples of the Lingyuan Sword Sect with the best qualifications to take over, but he didn't expect to encounter an iron plate.

"Alas...... I blame myself for being too greedy. At this moment, Zhou Bingchang regretted it very much in his heart, there were so many disciples in the Holy Land, there was no problem in taking any of them, why did he ......

"So, you and that Liu Zhengfeng are big enemies?"

"Not only the enemy, it's as deep as the sea!"

Zhou Bingchang nodded his head and said hatefully. "They coveted the remnants of my soul cultivation, and Liu Zhengfeng even put the sunset flower on me with great poison, and in the end, I could only give up my body and regain it, and even the red blood dragon blade, the treasure weapon on my body, was snatched away. ”

"Red-blooded dragon blade?"

Xin Ming's heart moved, and he took out the red-blooded dragon blade and shook it in front of Zhou Bingchang, "Is it this?"

"Exactly, how can it be in your hands?" Zhou Bingchang was instantly excited, and the turtle essence's eyes widened.

"Hey....... Naturally, it was robbed. ”

Xin Ming said with a smile. "Let's go up, there are still so many spiritual springs that have not been absorbed, it's a pity to keep them. ”

Zhou Bingchang agreed, looking at the list of people floating in the cave, his heart was weak for a while, thinking that he Zhou Bingchang was also a genius back then, and now he has actually fallen to surrender to a machine spirit!

However, this instrument spirit seems to be very unusual, and he can actually cultivate the exercises, but he is afraid that the level of his exercises is even higher than his soul fragments!

Zhou Bingchang thought so in his heart, but he spit out a spiritual light, opened the formation in the cave, and motioned for Ning Qingying to stand on his back, and floated up from the water of the Spirit Lake that was divided into two.

There is no doubt that Xin Ming, as a leader, was naturally held in Ning Qingying's arms and enjoyed the boundless blessings.

"Demon, let go of my disciples!"

"Senior Sister Ning, are you okay?"

"Hey, why is Senior Sister Ning standing on the back of the iron-backed turtle spirit, she doesn't seem to be injured!"

“......”

As soon as Ning Qingying appeared, standing on the back of the iron-backed turtle essence, her clothes fluttering, at first Li Lingfan and others thought that Senior Sister Ning was trapped by the iron-backed turtle essence, but now it seems that Ning Qingying looks like she is trapped, at this moment she is standing on the back of the turtle essence and pulling the wind very much!

Feeling the envious gaze of all the senior brothers, Ning Qingying said softly. "Thank you!"

All of this is the credit of the little stick, otherwise she would have been taken away by that hateful soul by now.

"What's polite, I'm your magic weapon, I should save you!" Xin Ming's divine sense swept and deliberately put his voice in Ning Qingying's mind.

"Little Bangbang, you...... When will you be able to transmit the sound of your divine sense?" Hearing the voice in his head, Ning Qingying was overjoyed, and the little stick stick would be able to transmit the sound of his divine sense, so in the future, it would not be so troublesome to chat with one person and one example.

"Hehe, I have absorbed a lot of aura today, and with the power of this Zhou Bingchang's soul, I will be able to transmit my divine sense. Xin Ming said proudly.

"It's great. ”

Ning Qingying's heart suddenly moved, "Little Bangbang, how do you cultivate? I've never heard of it, a machine spirit can also cultivate!"

"How to cultivate?"

Xin Ming said proudly. "I'm just practicing the exercises you gave me. ”

"What?"

When Ning Qingying heard this, her beautiful eyes widened and she said. "You have cultivated my Ning family's ancestral exercises?"

"Yes, I only practiced the exercises you gave me that I could transmit sound through my divine sense. Xin Ming's heart was refreshed, and he continued. "However, your exercises only have the first three layers, and there are still six layers left. ”

"I see...... I see!" Ning Qingying suddenly realized and muttered. "The ancestral exercises of my Ning family have been guarded from generation to generation, but they are not for human beings to cultivate, but for instrument spirits to cultivate!"

Ning Qingying's beautiful eyes were slightly red, and the poor Ning family had abandoned their cultivation and spent their longevity in order to cultivate this exercise for dozens of generations, but in the end, this exercise was not for people to cultivate.