Just when Ma Yuntian thought that he had controlled Wan Xiaotian, he suddenly saw that Wan Xiaotian's eyes also had a vortex turning, the vortex had a gorgeous shape, with a strong ancient atmosphere, like a sigh from eternity, and hit Ma Yuntian's sea of knowledge hard, and in an instant, Ma Yuntian's sea of knowledge was passed through like paper paste, and came directly to the core of the sea of knowledge, the soul.

"Who are you?" Ma Yuntian's soul shouted in horror in the sea of knowledge, his soul was still just an invisible phantom the size of a soybean grain, under the pressure of this breath, Ma Yuntian felt that his soul was about to dissipate. Once the soul dissipates, I am afraid that it will never be recovered and will not enter reincarnation.

That breath was like repeating Ma Yuntian's words, "Serve me as the Lord's ......", every voice pressed against his weak soul like a mountain, only once, Ma Yuntian's soul couldn't resist, he could feel that if he didn't do this, he would only die, and there was no other way. He thought that he would not die for anyone in his life, would not submit to anyone, and would not do things against his will, but when faced with death, he found that all his persistence was in vain. He thought about struggling, but when he thought about it, his spirit felt like it was about to disperse.

Without much hesitation, Ma Yuntian endured the pain of the split soul, and separated a trace of the soul and submerged into the eyebrows of Wan Xiaotian along with the breath.

As soon as Ma Yuntian's soul entered Wan Xiaotian's sea of knowledge, he saw a tall figure sitting in Wan Xiaotian's sea of knowledge, and under the background of the purple light, he couldn't see his face clearly. But the coercion brought by that figure made Ma Yuntian's soul tremble, and he felt that as long as he went a little further, his weak soul would be crushed into nothingness. Subconsciously avoided the strongest coercion, and found the weakest corner behind the figure. Even in the corner, he was still oppressed by the aura brought by that figure. This is not only the oppression of strength, but also the difference in rank, the same foundation building period monk, he doesn't understand why he feels this way.

Wan Xiaotian opened his eyes and glanced at Ma Yuntian suspiciously. Seeing Ma Yuntian standing next to the wine table with his hands down, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were falling, his expression was respectful, and his body trembled slightly. Seeing Wan Xiaotian wake up, Ma Yuntian shouted in a bitter voice: "Master." Although he was reluctant, he couldn't resist the suppression of the divine soul, and endured the severe pain caused by the split of the divine soul, and looked at Wan Xiaotian cautiously.

Wan Xiaotian reacted that this dream was true again, and sighed: "Why bother? The old man always says that people's hearts are sinister, I don't believe it very much, it seems that he is right." Wan Xiaotian said softly, everything that happened just now seemed like he had a dream, but his dream has always been so real, seeing Ma Yuntian's attitude at this moment, he still doesn't understand anything. If it weren't for the fact that I was very powerful when I dreamed, I am afraid that I would not even have freedom this time. For a moment he seemed to have grown up a little, and after this time, he might not trust anyone easily.

Wan Xiaotian picked up a glass of wine on the table, drank it all, scratched his head and looked at Ma Yuntian, he didn't know how to treat him for a while, he was a mountain village boy, and he was not a rich kid who called slaves and maids, he was really not used to being called that.

The Three Immortals of Qingzhou didn't feel anything at that time, after all, he didn't control their spirits, and now he could clearly feel that if he wanted Ma Yuntian to die, he just had to move his thoughts. At this moment, he felt that he was Ma Yuntian's god, ruling everything about him. This feeling of control has never been felt before, Ma Yuntian is like a toy in his hand, he can throw it away if he doesn't want to play with it, Wan Xiaotian shuddered, when did he become so cruel.

Taking a deep breath, he felt that he was not sorry for Ma Yuntian, but this time it was because Ma Yuntian wanted to control himself, and now he was controlled by himself, which could be regarded as karma, so he thought about it.

So Wan Xiaotian returned to his usual appearance, and looked at Ma Yuntian with a wicked smile, "Hehe, Brother Ma, do you think I should send you a monthly list?"

"Everything about me is the owner's, the owner can do whatever he wants. Ma Yuntian said bitterly.

"Oh, that's right, but if you do something for me, I'll have to give you some monthly rules or something, but you haven't done anything for me yet, and I'll give it to you when you do it later." Do you say that I should give you a spirit stone, or give you an elixir?" Wan Xiaotian thought about this question very seriously.

Ma Yuntian smiled bitterly in his heart, where did he have the heart to think about such a thing as a monthly case now, he almost died just now, and now it is almost the same as dead. Looking up at Wan Xiaotian, this is a silly boy, he can't imagine that his divine soul is so powerful, making him feel like an ant looking at a giant.

"Hey, by the way, you want to control me for the cultivation qualification of the True Fire Secret Realm?" Wan Xiaotian suddenly remembered something.

Ma Yuntian smiled bitterly: "Yes, Yuntian is not self-sufficient, and wants to take the master for his own use, so that you can take the initiative to give me the quota, otherwise, even if you die, I am afraid that the quota will not fall on me." ”

"Oh, that's right, if it's really like you said, only you have no backing, then it's really not your turn, I spent a lot of money on the cultivation qualifications of this True Fire Secret Realm, and I lost to death. Wan Xiaotian thought of the tip of the divine spear, and his flesh hurt a little, although he couldn't use it, but it was a very powerful weapon.

"Hehe, but in the future, the master will be your backer, haha, if anyone dares to bully you, I will peel off his skin and cramp his tendons. This is the most ruthless method of torture that Wan Xiaotian can think of.

Ma Yuntian's heart twitched, this master seems to be a little lacking in heart, they are all monks, even if they are peeling their skin and cramping, as long as they still have spiritual power and divine sense, their combat effectiveness will not drop much. If you go down with a healing pill, these small injuries you have made will heal again in minutes. At this time, he didn't dare to underestimate Wan Xiaotian's cultivation, even if he was two small levels lower than him.

"The master doesn't have to go through the trouble of peeling the skin and cramping, as long as he also receives a wisp of his soul. Ma Yuntian suggested on the side.

"Hehe, you're still ruthless. Wan Xiaotian pointed at Ma Yuntian with his finger and said, "In this way, there will be someone to accompany you." Well, that's a good idea too. A wicked smile on his face.

"Come, sit, don't stand, tell me where the True Fire Secret Realm is. Wan Xiaotian pulled Ma Yuntian to sit down again, and then ate and drank.

Ma Yuntian looked at Wan Xiaotian with wide eyes, "I'm about to enter cultivation, and the master doesn't know what kind of place the True Fire Secret Realm is?"