After Hou Zunze's immortal spirit shut up, Wang Mo's immortal consciousness dispersed, filling the abandoned planet, for a long time, his eyes were fixed, his right hand was raised, pointing upward, and when there was a shock and rumbling all around, in the sky outside the cave, a breath of life and death appeared horizontally.

"The breath of life and death, inhale!" Wang Mo said in a deep voice.

The breath of life and death in the sky immediately surged out a huge suction, and this suction force spread into the earth, and gradually, this abandoned planet immediately trembled, and finally intensified, like an earthquake.

Immediately afterwards, the ore containing the metallic breath rushed out of the ground and was sucked into the breath of life and death, and as time passed, more metal ores were sucked out.

After a long time, the earth slowly stopped trembling, the suction of life and death dissipated, and a large amount of metal ore melted within it, forming three fist-sized golden liquid balls, floating out of it and falling into the cave.

Wang Mo grabbed one of the golden liquid balls with his right hand and pressed it on the eyebrows of Hou Zunze's body, and then took a breath of immortal qi.

When the third molten metal ball disappeared into Hou Zunze's body, the copper light of this body gradually dissipated, and in its place, it was replaced by a piece of gold and silver.

"Xuan-level middle grade!One grade higher than Feng Guangming!" Wang Mo's eyes showed relief, and his gaze fell on Hou Zunze's immortal spirit, who had been gloomy for the past few days.

"Be my puppet for three thousand years, I'll give you freedom, how!" Hou Zunze was silent.

"Even if you still have life-saving powers, you can't be faster than my sword qi!" Wang Mo said flatly.

In front of Hou Zunze, there are only two ways at the moment, the first is to risk resisting, but he understands that although his life-saving magic power is powerful, it is much worse than the sword qi, and he has no doubt that in the face of these two sword qi, under the simultaneous attack, he has no way to retreat!

The second is to agree to become a puppet... In exchange for 3,000 years of time, in exchange for freedom in the future, the premise is that the other party keeps his promise and he will not die in battle for 3,000 years... Hou Zunze glanced bitterly at the puppet beside him who had never said a word from beginning to end.

"This puppet's body is very hard, and even magic weapons can resist it, it should... I won't die in battle..."

At this moment, in Bainanxing, which is far away from here, the fog is thick, enveloping everything in it, and a gloomy aura permeates from it, making all the immortals who pass by here take a detour.

In the Five Star Domains, this Bainan Star is a place of death, and few immortals who enter it can come out alive.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the thick fog on the Bainan Star tumbled violently from the inside out, as if something had rushed out of it, and gradually, the fog rolled thicker.

In an instant, I saw a thin figure, with tattered clothes, and an extremely embarrassed expression, with a thick fear, quickly rushed out, and in front of him, there was a huge ding.

Seeing that he was about to completely break out of the mist, the thin man's face even showed ecstasy, this was the eighth time in more than ten years that he had fled... But at this moment, a long dragon claw lightning out of Bainanxing at an unimaginable speed, directly wrapped around the thin man's body, and dragged it down fiercely.

This person was the treasure hunter, he was caught by the tentacles, and he fell quickly, looking at the dense fog flowing in front of him, and despair rose in his eyes.

"The old man has been looking for treasure all his life, but he didn't expect that he would end up now... Wang Mo, it's all because of you! If you hadn't run to this damn place, how could the old man have been sent!! If you hadn't been sent, how could you have entered this terrible planet!"

Besides, on the abandoned planet where Wang Modong's Mansion was located, half a year later, a muffled rumbling sound echoed, and the entire earth trembled slightly, kicking up a large amount of dust, like a thick fog between heaven and earth.

In the dust like a thick fog, Wang Mo frowned and walked out.

Behind him, followed by a thin puppet, and on the fist of that puppet, there were endless flashes of thunder.

In the end, Hou Zunze still chose to compromise, but Wang Mo underestimated the failure rate of the divine slave puppet, even if there was the divine beast with the middle star, it was still a failure in the last step of the sacrifice.

"The strength of the Xuan-level lower-grade divine slave is equivalent to the Great Perfection of the first step of cultivating immortals, and when the first divine slave was refined, I added 100 million dead souls, which produced some abnormalities, so it reached the realm of the Yin Sea.

This second divine slave, I used the Yin Sea Immortal Sacrifice to refine, and with that divine beast, I should have been able to refine a ground-level divine slave, but unfortunately, it still failed. ”

Wang Mo sighed secretly, many things in this world seem to be grasped in hand, but in the end, they are just like a mirror.

"It's my immortal heart that is a little impetuous!" Wang Mo squeezed the helplessness out of his heart and returned to his former calm, he looked back at the dried corpse behind him, and his eyes showed contemplation.

"It's not that it's nothing!" Wang Mo muttered to himself.

After the defeat of the second divine slave, Hou Zunze's immortal spirit lost consciousness and turned into a strange ball of light, which merged into the physical body, and at the same time, the beast spirit of the divine beast was also ground and fused with each other.

"Pseudo-Xuan-level top-grade!" Wang Mo retracted his gaze, although he said that he failed, but at the moment of failure, he did decisively cut off a trace of Hou Zunze's immortal spirit, and gave up the sacrifice, making this divine slave retreat from the third step to the first step before.

At this moment, he has obtained a pseudo-Xuanji top-grade body, this body can be regarded as a half-finished divine slave, unable to exert any magical powers, but the strength of its body is indeed extremely amazing.

If Wang Mo's immortal spirit can get out of the body, he can barely control it, but now his immortal spirit can't go out of the body, and with his immortal sense, he can only indirectly pull it, making it make some simple actions, such as the punch just now.

This kind of traction can't be used in battle, in fact, even if Wang Mo can really get out of his body, in terms of control, he will not be as normal as his own body, and he will be repelled by Hou Zunze's immortal spirit remaining in his body.

The divine slave who has been sacrificed, after reaching the first step, can only be the immortal spirit of its body, and can really control it freely, once the third step of the immortal sacrifice fails, it is no longer possible, someone can control it. Unless it is cultivated to be several realms higher than this puppet, it will exist forever in the form of snatching away.

Wang Mo's eyes were calm, he accepted the second divine slave into the storage bag, turned around and walked back to the cave.

There are too many things he has to do, and the divine slave is just one of them, and after balancing his mentality, the boredom of the failure of the divine slave's sacrifice dissipates.

"Right now, we must first improve our cultivation to the same level as the mysteries!" In the cave mansion, Wang Mo sat down cross-legged, his eyes flickering, looking ahead.

The four fierce souls had already been put away by him, and the same was true of the Wuyao Sword, as for the two sword qi of the Divine Slave and the Immortal Sword Saint, they were always in this cave.

The two sword qi of the Immortal Sword Saint floated in mid-air, exuding a rich sword aura, and a faint whistling sound was heard.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and the sword qi of the two Immortal Sword Saints in mid-air immediately roared and merged into his body, as for the divine slave puppet, he was standing at the door of the cave to protect Wang Mo.

Wang Mo took out a storage bag from his arms, this storage bag was owned by Hou Zunze, after Hou Zunze's immortal spirit dissipated and merged into the second divine slave, this storage bag became an ownerless thing, and there was no immortal imprint on it.

The contents of this storage bag are relatively mixed, except for some daily things, there are only four things that really interest Wang Mo, the first one is a jade slip.

The front of this thing is engraved with a hideous beast, this beast has a golden horn on its head, and the fire is scattered all over its body, but its face is like an eagle, which looks extremely powerful. On the back of the jade slip, a huge rune is engraved.

Wang Mo didn't know the meaning of the rune, but after a little analysis, he guessed the external effect of this thing.

Ordinary jade slips, there will never be such carved embellishments, obviously, this thing, has the role of a token.

As soon as the immortal sense probed, a flash of fire immediately emerged from within it, preventing Wang Mo from penetrating. Wang Mo's expression was as usual, carefully examining the fire that stopped his immortal sense, and after a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems... This star really deserves its name..."Wang Mo's smile was a little strange, this firelight resistance might be able to stop most immortals, and even some immortals who had stepped into the second step could stop it.

However, for Wang Mo, it has no effect.

In the fire light emitted by this thing, there is a trace of heaven and earth fire power, this is the real fire power, obviously if it is not for the cultivation of the supernatural power of the stars, it is impossible to check it at all.

However, Wang Mo has the fire of the ghost fire, and after more than two hundred years of nourishment, the fire power in the fairy spirit, from heaven and earth, surpasses the fire power of this jade slip at the level.

With Wang Mo's concentration, at this moment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes violently, in this jade slip, only one magic skill was recorded, which was the way of Yunhua Heaven!

Condense into a tripod with its own immortal power, take its power to refine heaven and earth, and fuse its own immortal power to form an amazing heavenly power!

Obviously, this technique was performed by Hou Zunze before, and Wang Mo was deeply touched by this magical power.

"It's a pity that this technique has very high requirements for the Heavenly Dao, and it can't be cultivated to the realm of Yin and Yang and the Two Seas, but it can't be used. ”

"No wonder the stars are so powerful in these five star fields and have such magical powers..."

Wang Mo's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth showed a smile, and he turned to look at the next thing.

This thing is a sword, this sword has no body, but is all composed of flames, Wang Mo has seen Hou Zunze use this magic weapon, entangled with the divine slave, even with the fist of the divine slave, can not make this thing broken.

Looking at this sword, Wang Mo groaned slightly and put it into the storage bag.

The third item was a fist-sized silver stone, which also contained the power of flames, which aroused Wang Mo's great interest, and his immortal sense carefully examined it, raised his right hand, and lightly touched it.

The moment his hand touched, a huge amount of fire immediately emerged from the ore, rumbling into Wang Mo's finger and burrowing into his body.

If it was an ordinary immortal, this time the flames entered the body, and they would definitely be seriously injured, but Wang Mo Immortal opened his mouth and inhaled, and the flames were immediately engulfed.

At the moment when the flames dissipated, a Heavenly Dao power that shook Wang Mo's body slowly dispersed in his body, this Heavenly Dao power was very little, only a trace, but it made Wang Mo's eyes reveal an extremely bright light.

He took a deep breath and stared at the ore, hesitated for a long time, gave up the idea of absorbing it all, and instead placed it in the storage bag.

The last thing is familiar to Wang Mo, Xianjing!!

The number of immortal crystals in Hou Zunze's storage bag made Wang Mo gasp, the number of immortal crystals is too big, I am afraid that even if it is an immortal cultivation family, it cannot be compared.

"Seeing the subtle knowledge, a messenger of the middle star, there are so many immortal crystals, it can be seen that the middle star is powerful!" Wang Mo did not have the joy of seeing so many immortal crystals in his heart, but a shock.

He was silent for a long time, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

"The middle star..."

Wang Mo took a deep breath, shook his body, and disappeared into the cave, followed by the divine slave puppet......