Xue Wusuan held back a smile, and replied with the consciousness separated from the stand-in as if frightened: "You, who are you? Why are you in my soul!"

Perhaps hearing such timid words, the voice of the self-proclaimed "Ben Sheng" on the other side suddenly hardened a lot.

"This saint is Haotian, you don't need to ask, cooperate with this saint. In the future, the Japanese saint who has attained full merit will surely reward you heavily. Don't resist now, let me seal your consciousness. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you, you won't feel pain, just sleep. ”

"You are the God of Haotian? However, this is my soul, if my consciousness is unconscious, how can I recover it in the future?

"It's too late. And you have integrated the contents of the One Magic Sword into the soul, which is the only suitable body for this saint. So, there's no need to look for anything else. Okay, time is pressing, this saint is going to cast a spell now, you must remember not to resist, otherwise the slightest carelessness will hurt your consciousness, and then you will suffer yourself. ”

There are words in this, and there are threats.

If you change to a different person, you won't be able to hear the word "Haotian" and your legs will be weak. Not to mention that his own life is pinched in the hands of the other party. With such a threat, no matter how bloody and angry the heart is, he has to break his teeth and swallow blood.

Dare to resist? The soul is controlled by others, and the mana around the body is no longer controlled by himself, except for the consciousness, this body no longer belongs to himself. So what else?

It is not an exaggeration to say that it has been eaten to death.

But this Haotian is not an ordinary person, and Xue Wushu is not either. It's just a stand-in, from the body to the soul, everything is in the palm of his hand. If you want to take it back, it's just a matter of thought. And judging from Haotian's reaction in the soul of the stand-in, there is not much power left in this thing, and when he arrived in the soul, he did not notice anything wrong when he came into contact with Xue Wushu's consciousness of separation.

Bad taste suddenly arose in my heart. Controlling the stand-in was a scream, a dying panic. But I thought to myself: It should be interesting to play tricks on you, a mighty one.

It's not just a bad taste, Xue Wushu also wants to see how a single piece of consciousness can seal the other party's consciousness by means in the soul of others. This method is absolutely against the sky. Imagine that when facing the enemy, a consciousness strikes through, and then the opponent is sealed into an empty shell in a moment, and even manipulates the enemy's body, and it is not impossible to use means to defect.

I saw that one after another mystical techniques began to appear from the soul of the stand-in, which was actually derived from the mysteries that were sucked into the soul by the stand-in before. No wonder you have to let the stand-in pick up the long sword first, it's all a routine. And it was hidden very deeply, not only did Xue Wushu not find any clues, but even the system did not feel the slightest danger, and did not send a warning at all.

Can you guess that it is nothing more than trying to use the power hidden in these mysteries to promote the means of spells? This calculation can be regarded as a large amount of money, and directly throw out such a powerful method and the perception and experience of many powerful people, not to mention that the person who is tricked is very likely to be fascinated and cannot be discovered, even if he is not charmed, this is also well hidden, and it is difficult to judge in advance.

At the same time, this incident also sounded the alarm for Xue Wusuan. Systematic warnings don't seem to be reliable all the time. If it was not the stand-in but his body that absorbed those subtleties, he would have to be hit now. Of course, the Yama body is stable, and this Haotian God, who seems to have been silent for an unknown amount of time and is weak to the limit, has no monkey tricks even if he rushes into the Yama body. But that's a reminder.

This time, maybe there is no danger if you are hit, but what about next time? What about encountering an attack that will use such methods or something like this to escape the detection of the system? Wudao Yama is not an immortal and immortal existence, he really wants to encounter a powerful one, Xue Wusuan feels that if he relies on the system so much, he will not know how to die.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts that made Xue Wusuan a little frightened, it was time for Xue Wusuan to look forward to the moment when this drama was most anticipated.

Not to mention, this kind of magical method is beyond Xue Wushu's cognition, and it is no longer the category of cultivators he is familiar with, presumably this is something that only monks close to the Heavenly Dao can realize, right?

I understand it, but I can't do it. That is the method of cultivators, and there are some deep morals involved in it, and the demon cultivators can't come up with it. However, it can also be improved, and Xue Wushu is looking forward to this kind of thing to pass the time now.

"Ah......h After a while, he seemed to find that he was fine, and asked hesitantly: "Haotian God, are you ready to let go?"

"......" That Haotian is fortunate to have no entity, and he can't see his face, otherwise it must be extremely exciting. He didn't want to let it go, but he had already used his means, and he was originally nine out of ten, but it had no effect at all. The moment the seal was reached, the consciousness disappeared, and the next moment it reappeared, as if it would hide.

How could a mere monk from the True Immortal Realm escape his majestic Heavenly God's soul-sealing methods?!

Now I have lost my words by a sentence. How do you answer? Nothing is right.

Silent. With his head down, he continued to use the soul sealing method, and failed three times in a row. That's when I realized something was wrong. The original consciousness of this body is actually full of joy, and it can't be hidden, and it can be imagined that the face of this thing must be smiling, and it is uncomfortable.

"You!"

"Oh, Haotian God, what's wrong with you? I'm so scared, can you give a happy word, can you seal it or not?"

"You, who the hell are you?"

If Haotian didn't know that he had been tricked now, he would really live to a dog. But I don't understand. Obviously, a monk of the True Immortal Realm has been controlled by himself, this can be regarded as a matter of death, why is he so arrogant that he dares to play with him? Even if he can't seal his consciousness, he can still use his soul to manipulate this body.

"Huh, this, how is this possible!" Haotian wanted to prove his control over this body, but found that he controlled the soul, but he couldn't control this body. Why is that?

Hearing this heartfelt exclamation, Xue Wusuan couldn't hold back his laughter and laughed. laughed so much that the body bent over, and even the stand-in was leaning against the wall and laughing red.

But this laughter pierced the originally confident Haotian God like a sharp knife, and shouted: "Shut up! You ant dare to do this! This saint will let you taste the pain of soul extraction!"

"Even if you smoke it, it doesn't matter if this soul wants to do it or not. It doesn't matter if you get it, it doesn't matter if you destroy it. Why don't you do it? Then I'll help you. Xue Wusuan in the stand-in said with a smile, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the soul of the stand-in disappeared. All that was left was the empty shell of the physical body, and the consciousness that Xue Wushu had separated.

And the soul of this stand-in was not recovered by Xue Wushu, and there was a lot of information in it that could be studied, so it was hidden by him. Hidden in the storage space of the system, presumably this immortal Haotian will not be able to sense it no matter what.

(End of chapter)