At the same time, in a flat grassland area tens of thousands of miles away, three monks appeared with a flash of fluorescence.

One of them was a male monk with a fat head and big ears and a full face of flesh, which was the monk in the foundation building period who was possessed by the previous palace master surnamed Turtle of the Sea God Palace.

And this second person is a Terran monk with a thin face and a rather narrow face, who is the same as the Turtle Palace Lord.

"You're okay. The monk surnamed Kamei looked at the thin monk beside him, and his tone was slightly worried.

The master of this wisp of soul possession attached to the skinny monk was none other than the deputy hall master of the Donglai Hall of the Pudong Sea Clan, the Venerable Master.

"Turtle Palace Master, my subordinates are very sorry that they stumbled and accidentally fell into this person's way. I have tried several times to regain control of the soft body, but I have not been able to do so, I am afraid that this soft body is terrible!" The Venerable Master first looked at the third person, and then his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and then he turned his head towards the monk surnamed Turtle with a look of reverence on his face, and said with shame in his words.

And this third person is a handsome Terran monk with a black robe, and looking at his cultivation, it is impressively in the middle stage of the Yudan. This person is none other than the second brother in his mouth who is the same monk of the Blood Hades Sect as Yuan Qi.

I don't know why this second child didn't stay with Yuan Qi and the others, but walked with two Sea Clansmen. However, the black-robed monk's eyes were glazed over, and his movements were as safe as a puppet controlled by someone, and he had no sense of autonomy. All this makes one have to wonder about the current mental state of this person. I don't know what confrontation he had with these two before, and he became like this.

"Haven't you fully controlled this soft body before?" asked the monk surnamed Turtle after a moment of silence with an unchanged face.

"That's right, this man actually destroyed my soft soul, and I haven't completely assimilated it yet. There was nothing to hide from this matter, and the Venerable Master nodded slightly, and said with a look of shame on his face.

"This is troublesome, the way to divide the soul and give up, the most taboo is to destroy the soul without completely assimilating the soul. Of course, the destruction of the main soul is divided into two situations, the first is that it is unable to assimilate and torture, and the second is the situation that you encounter today, and the soul is forced to disperse under the intervention of the outside world. Once the original soul dissipates, the soul can no longer live in this soft body, and can only find another soft body. The monk with the surname Kame's face was regretful, and he habitually brushed his beard, even though he did not have a single beard on his chin.

"However, there are less than ten days left before the end of the Illusion Realm, where can we find the right soft body?" said the Venerable Master, who hesitated slightly.

"What do you think of this person?" said the monk surnamed Turtle as he raised his hand and stroked his beard, and after a moment, a hint of excitement appeared on his face, and he said to the black-robed monk Nunu.

"He's a mid-stage monk! Assimilating his soul, even if I dominate, it's not an easy task. That is, the monk surnamed Turtle's voice fell, and the Venerable Master said in a voice that was almost shouting with a look of surprise on his face.

"If in the past it was as you said. But today, maybe it can be done!" said the monk surnamed Turtle with a hint of cunning on his face.

"Please also ask the Lord of the Turtle Palace to tell me clearly. The Venerable Master showed a hint of interest on his face, and hurriedly spoke.

"Have you forgotten why this person has become like this?" The monk surnamed Turtle did not directly explain the reason, but glanced at the black-robed monk beside him, and after a sly look on his face, he asked rhetorically.

"Ice Soul Technique!" the Venerable Master's suspicious face was instantly replaced by excitement, and after hearing him blurt out these three words, he continued in a tentative tone, "Could it be that the Turtle Palace Master means that after using the Ice Soul Technique to freeze this person's soul, my soul will control the body independently, without having to take it away? However, the Ice Soul Technique can only last for an hour. After an hour, this man's soul will come to his senses, and he will definitely start a soul-snatching battle with me, and I am not completely sure that I will defeat it. You can't continue to use the Ice Soul Technique, your subordinates know that this Ice Soul Technique consumes a lot of mana!"

"What the Immortal Daoist said is right, this Ice Soul Technique is a kind of magical power that can only be performed by our Yuan Infant Stage monks, which can freeze the soul of the person who is cast, making them feel like they have lost consciousness and become a puppet-like existence. However, this Ice Soul Technique can only be used on people whose cultivation is far lower than their own, and it is a great realm to the highest level. Moreover, the Ice Soul Technique does not last long, and it only has an hour of effect. And every time you cast a spell, it will also consume a lot of mana. Just imagine, the cultivation is far lower than ours, and it can be slapped to death with one palm, who would use the ice soul technique in one fell swoop! Could it be like a domestic cat, before eating rats, do you still play for a while! Normal people don't have this hobby! Therefore, we Yuan Infant monks rarely use this such a chicken supernatural power in actual combat, and I am afraid that many people have forgotten that they have this supernatural power. ”

The monk surnamed Turtle first said this in his chest, and then changed his words and said mysteriously:

"However, the Ice Soul Technique has an incidental supernatural power, I don't know if the Underworld Daoist knows it. ”

"Incidental supernatural powers, forgive the foolishness of the underworld, I don't know that this is incidental supernatural powers, and ask the palace master to tell me clearly!" said the Venerable Master with a frown, shaking his head.

"Soul Splitting Technique!, but this Soul Splitting Technique is very different from the Soul Splitting Technique when cultivating Soul Splitting, we can call it a Small Soul Splitting Technique. Every soul that is sealed by the Ice Soul Technique can cast a small soul splitting technique on it, splitting the soul into hundreds or thousands of parts, and the soul splitting is free from the confined space formed by the Ice Soul Technique. And the duration of this small soul splitting technique can reach months, even years, decades, until the split soul recondenses, merges into one, and reunites the original soul, which breaks the small soul splitting technique, and finally breaks the ice soul technique, and regains independent consciousness and soft body. However, the soul of the person who has been cast into the Little Soul Splitting Technique has been split into hundreds, and even if he regains his own consciousness, I am afraid that he will be a wasted person!" said the monk surnamed Turtle habitually raising his hand and brushing his beard.

"Is this really a technique? Great!" Before the Venerable Master could finish listening to the statement of the monk surnamed Turtle, his face was already covered with surprise, and after saying this, a certain thought also crossed his mind, so he continued to ask: "This little soul splitting technique is extremely powerful just by listening to it, I am afraid it will consume a lot of mana." ”

"In front of the friendship between the turtle and the friends of the Underworld, what is a little mana!" the monk surnamed Turtle waved his hand, looking unconcerned.

"Then the subordinate has thanked the palace master, this wisp of soul is really important to my body, the great grace is not thanks, in the future, I will leave the palace, and I will be the head of the palace master, go to the soup and fight the fire, and never give up!" The Venerable Master looked moved, and his tone was also very excited.

"Fellow Sectarian Sect Leaves only needs to wait for me to enter, and I will cast a spell!" the monk surnamed Turtle nodded at the Venerable Master, and after saying this again, his fingers pinched, and there were words in his mouth, and one by one the methods were struck, and the Little Soul Splitting Technique was cast!

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