Chapter 332: Soul Breaking Aggregation

As soon as Niu Erlang stretched out his hand, the village tyrant flew into the palm of his large stove dustpan.

The village tyrant's feet were dangling in the air, his whole head was grabbed by Niu Erlang, his limbs were scratching in the air, and his mouth was whining.

At this time, those villagers were in cold sweat all over their bodies, and they all looked at Niu Erlang with trembling pupils.

"Smack"

The village tyrant fell to the ground, Niu Erlang didn't kill him, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the village bully suddenly rolled on the ground in pain, and then his whole body began to explode like firecrackers.

After a short time, the village tyrant was covered in blood and was not in human shape.

Seeing this, Yang Zongheng shouted, "Why don't you run?"

The villagers were so drunk that they staggered out of the village, ignoring their already frightened legs.

Niu Erlang sneered, waved his hand lightly, and suddenly a net was pierced in the air, and those villagers were slowly lifted into the air like fish caught in the net.

The nets are getting higher and higher, and there are barely any human figures to be seen.

Yang Zongheng knew what Niu Erlang wanted to do, so he hurriedly sacrificed the magic wheel and flew into the air.

Niu Erlang suddenly jumped into the air, and the thunderbolt came to the side of the magic wheel, and then kicked violently, and the magic wheel was kicked towards Yang Zongheng. The magic wheel is not a mortal thing, although because of Yang Zongheng's lack of strength before, the power was not fully exerted, but there is no precedent for being directly kicked back, and his strength is no longer the same at this time, he was kicked back by Niu Erlang, Yang Zongheng faintly felt that this product was stronger than before.

I saw Niu Erlang standing in the air looking at Yang Zongheng like a god, and behind him were the villagers who were falling rapidly.

Yang Zongheng gathered the power of the artifact and violently launched a beam of light towards Niu Erlang.

Niu Erlang's body also suddenly burst into light, and he resisted Yang Zongheng's attack, and for a while, neither of them seemed to be able to subdue each other.

The screams and the sound of landing made Yang Zongheng's heart beat for a while.

Niu Erlang suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and with both hands he pushed Yang Zongheng, the light emitted by Yang Zongheng suddenly retracted to himself, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly dodged to the side.

By the time he stabilized his mind, Niu Erlang had already disappeared.

Then Yang Zongheng saw the light in the sky flying towards him like a meteor in the day, and soon he saw the Twelve God Kings, Tan Ci, the old ghost and others.

Yang Zongheng glanced at the villagers who had been smashed into pulp, a little frightened, the cultivators who invaded Niu Erlang seemed to be stronger, more tyrannical, and less unpredictable than before.

The Twelve God Kings were a little disappointed to see the cultivators fleeing, they had been eating haze in the Shendu for the past few days, and they were a little reluctant to go, and they had long wanted to help the gods do something, although they said that they had helped the gods to beat the cultivators away, but after all, they didn't kill him, and they always had a little pimple in their hearts, so when they heard the news of the cultivators, they immediately rushed over, wanting to bring the cultivators back and solve the worries of the gods, and then they really became the benefactors of the gods, and they could enjoy the world's food in the gods with peace of mind.

It turned out to let him run.

Yang Zongheng looked at the twelve god kings and sighed one by one, a little funny, these goods seemed to look down on the world at the beginning, disdainful of gods and Buddhas, but just a few meals of delicacies set their people to pieces.

Back in Shendu, Ruined and Black Spring had been tied up by Wuhuada, and most of the Tan Mansion had also been razed to the ground, but fortunately, there were no casualties.

How to deal with the destruction and Heiquan, Yang Zongheng didn't care anymore, he handed over the two Liang to the government, and was finally sent back to Heiquan by the master of the Yusha Kingdom.

After Yang Zongheng came back, he was so worried that no one dared to disturb him, even Si Yuqi and Feng Wuyue, who originally wanted to win him over, were stopped by Cao Xi.

Originally, I thought that with the help of the power of the Twelve God Kings, even if I couldn't kill him, I could win a period of stability, but now it seems that this wish is difficult to come true, and with the current strength of the cultivator, it will soon make a comeback.

"Worried about the things of the practitioners?"

The sudden voice shook Yang Zongheng, and he hurriedly turned his head to see that Duan Zhili was standing behind him with a smile.

Yang Zongheng was a little speechless and said, "Please, can you three corpse sects knock on the door next time and say hello, don't appear in the room so silently, okay?"

"It is our responsibility to protect our ancestors. Duan Zhili replied without humility or arrogance: "Don't talk nonsense, I brought someone to meet you, and I can answer the doubts in your heart." ”

Then, Yang Zongheng saw the Broken Soul Son appear in front of him, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Are your three corpse sects so ghostly?"

The Broken Soul Son met Yang Zongheng, and explained: "The subordinate went into the mountain to seek the Tao when he was young, and he had a relationship with an immortal chief, he said that he could not preach the Tao on the right path, and the evil sect became the fruit of the Dao, and then passed it on to his subordinates The Soul Breaking Fusion Technique went away, and then the subordinate joined the Three Corpses Sect by chance, and never saw the immortal chief again." ”

"What does this have to do with cultivators?"

"The cultivator invaded the divine consciousness of his subordinates, not only controlled the body of his subordinates, but even stole the soul breaking aggregation technique in his consciousness, and the giant crocodile was like a thousand-year-old ginseng for ordinary people for the mage who cultivated the soul breaking technique, which was a great supplement, and if the mage had a pure heart, the cultivation of the soul breaking technique would increase exponentially, that Niu Erlang was honest, did not fight or grab, and was a rare cultivation body, if he was controlled by the cultivator, the cultivator's cultivation and the power formed by the giant crocodile would be multiplied in Niu Erlang's body. ”

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but swallow and said, "You mean to say that after the cultivator obtained the power of the giant crocodile, not only did his cultivation recover, but his cultivation also increased greatly, and finally after invading Niu Erlang's body, not only did it not affect his cultivation, but also made his cultivation multiply and strengthen?"

Broken Soul said: "That's true. ”

Yang Zongheng was even more melancholy when he heard this, the previous cultivators were already so difficult to deal with, if his strength increased several times, it would be a fart.

"But Master Zu don't worry, the Soul Breaking Aggregation Technique is not so easy to comprehend, otherwise the cultivator will not run away when he sees the God King. ”

Yang Zongheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, eh, no, listening to him felt like he was on the scene.

Duan Zhili said with a smile: "As long as the ancestor wants to know, his subordinates can collect it." ”

"Don't you know that too?"

"Forehead ......"

Yang Zongheng waved his hand and said, "This is not the most important thing now. Then he asked the Broken Soul Son, "Do you have a way to stop cultivators from improving their cultivation?"

Broken Soul Son shook his head and said, "This matter has been completed, and it cannot be changed, all that remains is how far he can attain enlightenment." ”

"Then why are we waiting?"

"That's not, although the cultivator invades the cultivator's consciousness, but Niu Erlang's consciousness is still there, the two must be fighting fiercely, and the practitioner is eager to cultivate the Soul Breaking Technique, and the Soul Breaking Technique has a fatal flaw that the self-consciousness will gradually weaken in the process of cultivation, the smaller the self-awareness, the greater the achievement, as long as we help Niu Erlang's consciousness defeat the practitioner, the cultivator's heavenly mana will be attributed to Niu Erlang, and Niu Erlang's heart is pure and kind, as long as the ancestor is good, he will be able to turn disaster into blessing and turn danger into safety. ”

Yang Zongheng nodded in agreement and said, "That makes sense, then we have to find a cultivator quickly." He turned his head to Duan Zhili and said, "Old Duan, this kid is better than you, or you should give up the position of deacon." ”

"This ......"

Broken Soul Zi hurriedly knelt down and said: "The subordinates don't dare, the ancestor rescued the subordinates from the hands of the cultivators, and the subordinates can't repay them in case of any incident, they can help the patriarch relieve their worries and troubles, and lose the blessings of their subordinates." ”

Yang Zongheng squinted at the Broken Soul and said, "That's a bit too much." ”

Duan Zhili hurriedly said: "In addition to having a good brain, this kid is also first-class in his sycophant kung fu, if the ancestor is fine, his subordinates will retire first." ”

Yang Zongheng glanced left and right and said, "There are no people from the Three Corpses Sect in this house." ”

Duan Zhili shook his head, pulled the Broken Soul Son and walked out, and the Broken Soul Son shouted: "Ancestor, keep me by your side, your subordinates will definitely do their best to help the Patriarch, Patriarch, Ancestor, there are secret techniques that can make the Patriarch's power last for a long time." ”

"Huh?" Yang Zongheng's brows furrowed.

I saw Duan Zhi Zhili suddenly cover the mouth of the Broken Soul Son and shouted: "What nonsense, the patriarch's majestic style has always been strong, this is what we have all seen with our own eyes, who is rare in your secret technique." ”

It's getting weirder and weirder.

Yang Zongheng stood up suddenly, and Duan Zhili also seemed to realize that he had missed something, grabbed the collar of the Broken Soul Son and turned into a meteor and flew out through the crack in the window.

Peeking at other people's needle eyes, Duan Zhili and Broken Soul didn't run away.

In the study, Yang Zongheng casually flipped through a book, while Feng Jiulang sat on the chair and was a little anxious.

"Brother-in-law, are you going to follow me to the Giant Whale Manor?"

"Didn't I tell you? I still have important things to do. ”

Feng Jiulang suddenly had a feeling of "losing his wife and breaking his army", their Hai clan actually didn't have to marry their daughter to Yang Zongheng in order to tie up with the imperial court, they were mainly to get the support of Yang Zongheng and the forces behind him.

But now it seems obvious that Yang Zongheng is not interested in them.

"It's okay if you don't go, then you should at least send one or two people to represent you, at least show that you are on our side. "Kazekuro has taken a big step back.

Yang Zongheng shook his head and said, "No, I don't support anyone." ”

"Our Sea Clan married the most beautiful and intelligent daughter to you, but you didn't say anything, it's too unkind. ”

Yang Zongheng opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it in the end, and finally said: "You give me a day, I will definitely go that day, and I won't talk to you about the Giant Whale Manor." ”

Feng Jiulang jumped up from the chair and said: "This is what you said, the date has not been decided yet, you can go and do your business, when the date is set, I will definitely send someone to send it to you, and then we will meet in Tianzun Mountain." ”

Yang Zongheng nodded.

As soon as Feng Jiulang went out, Si Yuqi broke in.

"You want to be on the side of the Sea Clan?" asked Si Yuqi with an angry expression.

"Why do you all like to eavesdrop on people so much? ”

Si Yuqi didn't care about Yang Zongheng's words, but said, "I'm asking you." ”

Yang Zongheng glanced at Si Yuqi and said, "I promised Feng Jiulang." ”

"Okay, I'll go back to Tianzun Mountain now, and wait for you people from the Sea Clan to come up, and then see if you die or I die." ”

After speaking, Si Yuqi ran out of the study.

Yang Zongheng walked out helplessly, and was just about to chase after the explanation, when he saw a figure appear on the rockery on the water surface at the door and said, "Ancestor, there is news of a cultivator." ”