Wen Tian pointed at the black blood bead, and suddenly the blood bead drew an arc and shot on a jade slip in Yuan Liang's hand. [Ran^Text^Library] Yuan Liang was stunned, and glanced at Wentian deeply, he didn't expect the other party to be so simple, originally he was ready to kill him directly if the other party resisted, he had already made a decision in his heart before, and no longer took the other party as the host, after all, in his opinion, in addition to the cultivation of some pure exercises, the qualifications were not excellent, and the qualifications he prepared for the boarding souls were much stronger than those of Wentian, so under the trade-off, he still decided to choose Xiaobai.

At this time, seeing that the other party was interested, Yuan Liang glanced at Wentian, and then flicked his sleeves, and suddenly the cave shook, and a hidden door-type teleportation array appeared, and the inside of the door was dark, exuding bursts of suction power.

Throwing the three jade slips that sealed everyone's souls in his hand, he threw them at Chunping and the other two people in the crowd respectively, and Wen Tian's eyes flashed, the other two were the remaining late stage spiritual infant monks.

The doubts in Wentian's heart were even stronger, he remained silent, and found that his soul card was taken by Chunping, and the jade slip that sealed Wentian's soul was very uneasy in the other party's hand.

"Go in, I await your good news. Yuan Liang said lightly.

Chunping nodded respectfully, and then stepped into the giant gate first, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wentian's expression was as usual, but there was no hesitation at his feet, and he followed everyone into the giant gate and disappeared into the conference hall.

After everyone was gone, hoarse voices echoed in the cave.

"Yuan Liang, with these more than 20 soul control puppets, plus the flesh and blood of that kid as a guide, after these puppets are absorbed, they will definitely go berserk, and instantly cultivate to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Infant, this spiritual qualification, the Soul Sect can be regarded as a stable possession. ”

Yuan Liang's tone was flat, and he said: "The cold qi in the body of Qiantian is extremely pure, and it is appropriate to use him as a guide for the puppet to add a few points of cultivation to the soul control puppet, why don't you leave him this time?"

"I decided to use Xiaobai as the host, he will be the residence of my soul, I hope you protect Xiaobai after controlling the soul, in exchange, I will no longer resist your soul control. Yuan Liang's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about someone else.

Xia Jie laughed wildly and agreed. The Dementor Sect has always respected the strong, Yuan Liang knows that this matter has come to this point, even if the headquarters of the Dementor Sect knows about it, they will not do anything to Xia Jie, they will not destroy a promising soul controller for the sake of a half-ruined monk, at most, it will be a pretense to be locked up for decades, and at that time, it will be impossible for him to hide from the body of an excellent disciple like Xiao Bai, because Xiao Bai is likely to be accepted as a disciple by an elder, and his fate will be even worse at that time.

The Magic Valley is located in the southerner part of the Fuyun Continent, and the valley is very large, with several hidden valleys and dense forests. As the location of every spiritual battle, the mist here is a little mysterious.

At this time, in a clearing on the north side of the valley, a huge gate suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the monks of the Dementor Sect walked out.

The first to come out was Chunping, his expression was complicated, and his eyes were indifferent.

After the last person came out, the giant gate gradually turned into a bright spot and slowly dissipated.

At this moment, Chunping looked at the two late stage cultivators of the Broken Soul Infant, they looked at each other and nodded slightly, and without saying a word, they were about to crush the soul jade slip in their hands.

Wentian has been staring at Chunping, who holds his soul jade slip, and at the moment when the other three were about to crush the jade slip, he opened his mouth without saying a word and spit out a blue light, and the blue light flashed and slashed at the other party in an instant.

As soon as the blue light came out, the surrounding cold was suddenly pressing, and after Wen Tian felt that the spiritual power had changed, it had also changed, and a trace of "extremely cold qi" was unconsciously displayed on the five change hooks.

The cold qi on the five-change hook was extremely domineering, and the surrounding flowers and plants were rushed by this cold air, and they suddenly turned into ice crystals, and even those early spiritual infant monks next to them all became stiff and numb in an instant, and the epidermis was rapidly frozen with the naked eye.

Chunping, who held the Jade Slip of the Heavenly Soul, was immediately taken aback, and he didn't have time to crush the jade slip, so he hurriedly retreated, but he never dreamed that the blue light actually disappeared in front of him, and Chunping was stunned and hurriedly sacrificed the defensive magic weapon, but it was too late.

The Five Transformation Hook appeared not far in front of the other party, and with a flash of blue light, it pierced the monk's throat, penetrated out, and a head and a sky-high blood arrow flew out far away, and Chunping slowly fell.

Wen Tian jumped up, grabbed the soul jade slip in the air, and threw it into the storage bag.

All this happened too fast, and it is best described as the blink of an eye, at this time, the other two monks in the late stage of the spirit infant had already crushed the soul jade slip, and then quickly played the magic decision and chanted the incantation, and a puff of pink smoke erupted from their mouths, like waves, in a circle and surging away.

More than 20 disciples of the Demon Sect, one by one, at the moment of touching the pink smoke, immediately invariably stunned, and then the two of them quickly forced blood beads on their fingertips to continuously point on the foreheads of the stunned Dementor Sect disciples, after these Dementor Sect disciples were pointed, the sound of "Ahhhh

After issuing the order, the two monks then took out two more teleportation talismans and crushed them, and disappeared on the spot. This kind of teleportation charm that disappears immediately is very rare, and it is the first time that Wen Tian has seen it.

Without saying a word, he quickly withdrew from the distance, looking at the location of the disciples of the Dementor Sect, and was afraid in his heart that if he moved a little slowly, he would become their appearance and become a walking corpse, and become someone else's puppet.

At this time, the sound of "ahhh It wasn't long before the monk died. Look at the soul controls. They all set their eyes on the remaining disciples and rushed up one after another.

Flesh and blood were flying, the bloody wind was blowing in his face, and he didn't say a word, turned around and left quickly. After walking out of the distance, Wentian's face was gloomy. Standing outside a jungle in the valley, Yuan Liang's viciousness, he can be regarded as having seen it, if he hadn't stopped it earlier, I'm afraid he would have become food for those monsters now.

I wrote down this hatred, Wentian sneered a few times, although Wentian escaped, but Wentian knew that this demon valley was full of dangers, and almost all the sects of the two realms of righteousness and demons gathered here, this spiritual matter, Wentian did not plan to participate, he was ready to find an exit to leave here, he didn't want to die here, what he wanted to do now was to find a cold place, retreat and cultivate, completely refine the Yuan Huo, and improve his cultivation, Wentian felt that the fastest way to improve his cultivation now was to absorb the cold qi, and just now he killed the spiritual infant Great Perfection monk, so that he felt that the spiritual power was powerful after mutation。

After coming into contact with the cruelty of the cultivation realm, Wentian felt that there were crises everywhere around him, and if he was not careful, he would die on the spot, but since he had embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, if he wanted to go on safely, he could only make himself stronger.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly took a few steps back, and with a bang, a black light flashed from the place where he had just stood, and at the same time, a laugh came from the jungle.

"Boy, hide fast. A gorgeously dressed young man walked out of the jungle slowly, staring at Wentian with a smile on his face, looking up and down, and said, "Which sect?"

Wen Tian's expression was as usual, and he said coldly: "Soul Dementor Sect." ”

The young man in Huafu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Dementor Sect? It is rumored that the disciples of the Dementor Sect can control souls?"

Wentian glanced at the other party and frowned.

The young man snorted coldly, pointed to his right hand, and a black flying cone appeared in his hand, and said, "Whether you are a dementor or not, leave your storage bag." ”

A cold light flashed in Wen Tian's eyes, and his consciousness swept away, and he found that there were three people in the jungle, he didn't speak, and took a few steps back.

When the young man saw Wentian retreating, his face showed contempt, and with a little right hand, a black light suddenly flashed, and he shot at Wentian's chest and heart, extremely vicious.

Wen Tian raised his eyebrows, waved his sleeves, and made an ice wall in front of him, and the black light hit the ice wall, and after rushing into a few inches, he was recruited back by the young man in Chinese costumes.

Wen Tian glanced at the young man coldly, and found that the three people in the jungle got up from their hiding places and quickly pressed here, he didn't want to entangle with the other party, and quickly retreated.

The young man's face was slightly angry, although the other party was in the middle stage of the spirit infant like himself, but he was followed by three senior brothers, one of whom was a cultivator in the spirit infant consummation stage, and the four of them did not go with others, but had other plans, ready to act secretly, and take advantage of this opportunity to kill people and seize treasures to make a fortune.

In order to be able to compete for the qualifications of their own sects, their respective sects have distributed a large number of magic weapons to the disciples of the spirit infant stage in order to improve their strength.

At this time, seeing that the other party was alone, the young man couldn't help but have the idea of killing, and now seeing that the sky was retreating, he slapped the storage bag without saying a word, and suddenly a flying sword was sacrificed again.

This flying sword was red all over, and after it appeared, it immediately let out a sword sound, the young man took a deep breath, a little flying sword, this flying sword, with a fierce expression, recited the law to control the flying sword, and rushed towards the sky.

All this is said slowly, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye, the cold light in Wentian's eyes flickered, and the five transformation hooks flashed in an instant, appeared in front of him, and rushed towards the flying sword.

The young man commanded the flying sword and dodged to the side, but at this moment, the Five Transformation Hook suddenly disappeared in place, and when it appeared, it was already approaching the young man, and between the lightning and flint, it penetrated through his chest, bringing up a cavity of blood, and the young man was stunned by the instantaneous change, he still didn't believe that he had been killed, his face was shocked, but then the Five Transformation Hook turned around in a beautiful arc and cut off his head.

The body of the young man in Chinese clothes shook and fell to the ground, he thought very well, and attacked Wentian with a flying cone and a flying sword, but he didn't expect Wentian to be ruthless, and he actually shot a killing move, so that the flying cone and the flying sword that were still flying lost their spiritual control and swayed and flew by inertia, and the young man who controlled them had died violently.

As soon as the young man died, the flying sword in mid-air immediately lost control and fell straight down, Wentian reached out, grabbed the flying sword and the flying cone, and used his hand to move the storage bag on the young man's waist, and the storage bag quickly left the young man and fell into Wentian's hands.

At the same time, three figures rushed out of the jungle quickly, these three people, two men and one woman, one of them had a gloomy face, glanced at the corpse on the ground, the junior brother was killed by him, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chase!"

At this time, far away in the small town in the north of the Longyun Continent, there were two people walking on the road, one of them had a thin face and was wearing a black robe, and his eyes were open and closed.

Beside him, followed by a monk with white hair and white beard, whose hair and beard fluttered in the wind and looked like an immortal, this monk was quite old, and his face was wrinkled like pecans, but there was an ethereal aura, emanating from his body, which was in stark contrast to the gloom of the black-robed old man.

At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding a pair of tortoise shells in his hands, and he was holding a lot of calculations in his hands. "God Operator Daoist, have you figured it out?" The voice of the black-robed middle-aged man was full of murderous aura, and he said coldly.

The monk frowned and said, "Le Zhentian, the vast continent is so vast, you have an image, how can I find it?"

The black-robed middle-aged man was Le Zhentian, he stared at the monk, and said word by word: "Divine operator Daoist, the old man did not hesitate to offend the night chant of the Xiaoyao Sect, and took the spiritual identity card, just for your divine arithmetic, if you can help me find that person's closest relatives, all requirements, as long as I can do it, I will never frown." ”

The monk was silent for a while, sighed, and said: "That's it, I'll do my best, but Le Daoyou, there is a debtor and a debtor, I will also bear the cause and effect today, I hope you will kill less evil, you are not an enemy, if you kill his relatives today, you will have unbearable pain, although I don't know what the pain is, but this pain is absolutely unbearable for you." ”

"Haha," Megatron laughed maniacally.

"What other pain can be greater than destroying my hope, killing my Yangshan, you don't care about the rest" Le Zhentian's eyes flickered.

Le Zhentian, whose eyes showed a monstrous murderous intent, secretly said in his heart: "Yangshan, Dad has come to avenge you." Thinking of Leyang Mountain, Le Zhentian couldn't help but feel sad, the most eye-catching and talented junior in the fourth generation of Lejia, was suddenly killed.

After the death of Leyangshan, Le Zhentian had a detailed investigation, and finally understood the reason for the matter, in addition to asking the sky, he held all the idle people who caused the death of Leyangshan, etc., all the grudges.

At this time, the fairy-like monk sighed leisurely and said: "Le Daoyou, I have already calculated for you that person before, he is in the Magic Valley, why do you still want to find his loved ones? ”

Le Zhentian's face sank like water, staring fiercely at the divine operator.

The monk shook his head with a wry smile, took the tortoise shell, pinched the trick with his right hand, and patted it gently, and suddenly a crack appeared on the tortoise shell and flew out of his hand.