Chapter 1974 The Cultivation Technique of Heavenly Dao

Seeing the god kings twisting their butts and dancing, the little corpse puppet's face became extremely ugly.

"Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

Song Yan looked at the little corpse puppet playfully.

Hearing this, the little corpse puppet's expression changed again. The next moment, he knelt down and said, "Master, I will be your slave from now on!"

This little corpse puppet's cultivation level is very strong and has reached the peak of the late stage of the upper-level God King.

But the mistake was that he didn't just use a drop of Song Yan's blood, so he couldn't resist his soul's magical power at all.

"You don't think that just like this, I'll let you go, do you?" Song Yan said playfully, looking at the little corpse kneeling in front of him.

The little corpse puppet gritted his teeth and said: "Master, although our clan has been cursed, we still retain the heavenly soldiers. Those heavenly soldiers have been sealed by us in a treasure house. My subordinates can take you to collect them!"

"Oh, what are the divine weapons of heaven?" Song Yan asked with some confusion.

The little corpse puppet did not dare to hide: "The divine weapons of Heaven are all refined by the hands of Heaven, and contain the divine power of Heaven. If two divine kings of the same strength confront each other, the divine king with the divine weapons in hand can easily kill the opponent, because of the divine power of Heaven. Divine weapons can not only improve one's own strength, but also suppress the opponent!"

"That's it. Then take me to the treasure house to have a look!" Song Yan nodded.

"Master please!"

The little corpse puppet began to lead the way. Song Yan snapped his fingers, and the god kings who were twisting their butts stopped twisting, and then followed Song Yan as a loyal guard.

Under the guidance of the little corpse puppet, the group came to the depths of the Mist Forbidden Land.

I saw the little corpse puppet performing a series of magic spells, and a mountain split open, revealing a passage.

"Master, the treasure house is inside the mountain!"

The little corpse puppet said flatteringly.

Song Yan nodded and motioned for the other party to continue leading the way.

All the way down, a huge portal appeared at the end of the stairs, covered with powerful restrictions.

The little corpse puppet then broke through, and the two doors suddenly opened.

"Master please!"

The little corpse puppet stood respectfully in front of the gate.

"There won't be any traps inside, right?" Song Yan asked, looking at the little corpse puppet.

"Don't dare! My subordinates are sincerely obedient!" the little corpse puppet explained nervously.

So Song Yan stepped in and walked in.

The space inside the gate is unusually wide, and there are nearly a thousand weapons of various kinds suspended inside. Runes flash on the surfaces of these weapons and they are in a sealed state.

At this moment, a large formation suddenly rose up, covering the entire treasure house.

"Little corpse puppet, what do you mean? Are you planning to betray me?"

Song Yan asked coldly.

The little corpse puppet's proud voice sounded: "If this formation is fully activated, it can freeze your soul. You are so stupid. You really thought I would worship you as my master!"

"Little Corpse Puppet, I'll give you a chance, open the formation, and I'll spare your life!" Song Yan said in a deep voice.

"It's a bluff, wait until I launch the great formation to completely imprison your soul!"

The little corpse puppet sneered again and again, and fired a series of spells. Suddenly, the formation reversed, and a strange force appeared, trying to freeze Song Yan's soul.

"hehe!"

Song Yan smiled. As his soul shook, the strange energy was dissipated. However, the soul of the Star God King was frozen, turning into a statue and standing there motionless.

However, Song Yan calmly pretended that his soul was frozen and stood there motionless.

The little corpse puppet was very vigilant.

The magic formula was activated several more times, causing the mysterious power in the formation to flow into the consciousness of Song Yan and the Star God King several times.

Even so, he silently observed Song Yan for more than ten hours before he stepped into the formation.

"Haha, little brat, you are still too young to fight with me!"

The little corpse puppet laughed, his face full of pride.

"Little bastard, who are you scolding?"

The sudden sound startled the little corpse puppet. Immediately, a look of panic appeared on his face, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw from the formation.

"Kneel down!"

At this moment, Song Yan let out a light drink.

A look of struggle appeared on the little corpse puppet's face, but in the end, he knelt down in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan ignored the little corpse puppet, but activated his soul power to dissolve the energy in the Consciousness Sea of ​​the Star God King, and rescued him.

"Snapped!"

Then, Song Yan raised his hand and slapped the little corpse puppet away, and directly brought him back to his senses: "You little bastard, you are so ungrateful that you dare to plot against me even if I spare your life! Tell me, how do you want to die? "

"Master, spare your life! Spare your life, this subordinate will never dare to do it again!"

The little corpse puppet kowtowed in panic and begged for mercy.

"Isn't this Heavenly Divine Weapon simple?"

Song Yan suddenly asked.

"This...?" A look of hesitation appeared on the little corpse puppet's face.

Song Yan said coldly: "If I'm not wrong, these so-called heavenly weapons are simply ominous weapons. These heavenly weapons were made by the former heavenly soldiers. If anyone uses these heavenly weapons, they will be punished by the current heavenly soldiers." If you sense it, it will probably bring down a divine punishment, right?"

"Master is wise! Master, spare your life!"

The look of panic on the little corpse puppet's face became even more intense.

"Little bastard, I was kind enough to spare your life, but you plotted against me again and again. It seems that I really can't keep you!" Song Yan kicked the little corpse puppet away.

"Master, spare your life! Master, spare your life. As long as the master spares the villain, the villain can tell you a huge secret!"

"hehe!"

Song Yan smiled with a bit of disdain: "Your life and death are all determined by my thoughts. Do you think you can still keep secrets in front of me?"

Suddenly, the little corpse puppet's face turned pale.

He continued to kowtow and said: "Master, I will tell you everything. This villain has a technique for cultivating the way of heaven!"

"Oh, how come you have the skills of heaven?"

Song Yan asked in surprise.

The little corpse puppet said: "Tian Dao died yesterday, and he was resentful, so before he died, he put a secret method of cultivating the Dao of Heaven into the mind of the villain, so that someone could cultivate the Dao of Heaven and kill the current Dao of Heaven. Revenge him."

"Really? It's a pity that I'm not interested in this!"

Song Yan curled his lips disapprovingly, how tiring the Heavenly Dao was. Once again, after becoming the Heavenly Dao, he would never be able to leave the divine world. And he wanted to become the Creator, so how could he be tempted by the Heavenly Dao.

Besides, this is the skill of the former Tiandao. He was killed by the current Tiandao, which means that his strength is not as good as the current Tiandao, so his skills are not as good as the current Tiandao. So, after practicing his skills, It may not be able to defeat the current Tiandao, but it will add a powerful enemy to yourself, so it is extremely uneconomical.

Hearing that Song Yan was not interested, the little corpse puppet couldn't help but be very disappointed, and even more desperate, so he moved in his heart and said: "Master, as long as you become the Dao of Heaven, you can exclusively enjoy the seven sources of this world!"

"So what, no matter how strong you are, you still have to be imprisoned in this world!" Song Yan was even more disapproving.

"Master, don't you have a clone? You can use the clone to join the Tao. This will not affect your cultivation at all!" the little corpse puppet said in surprise.

Hearing this, Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had gotten into trouble.

He has more than ten clones, and as long as one of them enters the realm of heaven, the main body can still advance to a higher realm.