【One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty-Five】The Battle of the Soul

Seeing that the divinity will drop by one level, Wannian Bingpo dare not take it away at will.

Wen Xiongguo stood up at this time and suggested: "Dare to ask my lord, what body do you want to take away? Is it a talented person or..."

Wannian Bingpo's feeble voice sounded: "It depends on the degree of fit between my body and me. It doesn't necessarily mean that the higher the talent, the better. However, if the degree of fit is sufficient, there are also restrictions on cultivation. It can and cannot bear the transformation of this seat."

"However, this fit is not something that can be seen just by looking at it. It can only be discovered after the transformation has been carried out to a certain extent. Otherwise, how can I waste so much divine energy."

In other words, it has nothing to do with talent.

but……

Wannian Bing Po said again: "If you have high talent, you are more likely to have a high degree of compatibility with me."

"Dare to ask my lord, do you have to be a true god of ice attribute?" Wen Xiongguo rolled his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"It's not necessary. Even the fire attribute that is opposite to the ice attribute doesn't matter to me. The so-called transformation is to abolish the other party's original attributes and physique." Wannian Bing Po replied, and his voice was eager: "Servant , do you have any good candidates?"

A trace of ferocity and viciousness flashed across Wen Xiongguo's face: "I do have a good candidate for this servant, and his name is Han Feng!"

...

At this moment, Han Feng, Lu Sizhen and others met.

"Senior sister, have you found the exit?" Xie Fengzhe asked impatiently.

"No, How about you?"

"Me neither." Lu Sizhen and Xie Fengzhe looked at each other with wry smiles, and then their eyes fell on Han Feng and Lu Xinfan.

Lu Xinfan also had a mournful face: "Sister, I didn't find it either."

Han Feng also shook his head.

"Damn it, where is the exit?" Lu Sizhen's face was filled with resentment and urgency.

Lu Sizhen vaguely felt that if she didn't escape from this secret place, something bad might happen.

"Hahaha, I finally found you." A loud laugh came suddenly,

The expressions of Han Feng and the others changed drastically.

I don't know when, several ice demon kings have come nearby.

...

Plop a few times.

Han Feng and others were thrown to the ground, facing several ice demon kings, Han Feng and others had no power to fight back.

Facing the existence that he could not resist, Han Feng did not rashly call out Bai, but was obediently taken away. Han Feng wanted to see what the ice demon kings were planning?

Perhaps, this is the opportunity for them to escape from the secret realm.

If it doesn't work, I can only hide in the Cangyun Temple.

After bringing Han Feng and others back, several ice demon kings respectfully said: "My lord, the people have been brought here, and you can seize the house."

"What!" Only then did Lu Sizhen realize that their function was to be taken away.

Wen Xiongguo smiled very proudly at the side: "It is really an honor for you to be able to become the body of an adult. Han Feng, you are specially introduced by my son to you. Don't let you down."

"Wen Xiongguo!" Lu Sizhen gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Xiongguo with hatred.

Wen Xiongguo is driving Han Feng to his death*.

A few ice demon kings can be called masters, how can it be a simple existence? Thinking about it now, the thunder calamity that fell before was probably just to smash the masters in the ice demon king's mouth.

They could feel the vibrations on the ground and the terrifying aura in the air in the dungeon, so how unnatural would it be for an existence that could survive the thunder calamity and still be able to seize it.

Han Feng is only a true god of the Six Tribulations, Lu Sizhen really can't think of any means for Han Feng to survive.

However, Wen Xiongguo turned a blind eye to the anger of Lu Sizhen and others, and instead sneered: "Think about yourselves, after the adults take over the house, you will be of no use. At that time, all the women will serve me, and all the men will be killed!"

Immediately, the faces of Lu Sizhen and Lu Xinfan turned pale.

Han Feng faced everything with a blank face, which in the eyes of Wen Xiongguo was resignation, but Han Feng was about to laugh out loud at this moment.

It's not good to grab yourself for something, but you want to seize yourself.

With the Jiuyan Tianhuo Pagoda, it would be a joke to want to take him away. If the other party's spirit is a little weaker, he will be slaughtered by himself if he is imprisoned in the soul search space.

"Come on!" Thinking of this, Han Feng stood up on his own initiative, attracting countless surprised eyes.

The ones who were most surprised were Lu Sizhen and others. They were so surprised that they no longer knew what to say.

Wen Xiongguo still thought that Han Feng was resigned to his fate, and curled his lips: "It's strange, it's your fault that you offended me and didn't know how to make amends. If you knelt and kowtowed in Qiankunzong from the beginning, maybe I can forgive you One life."

The ice demon kings felt a little strange, but they were clear about the master's ability, so they suppressed the strangeness.

Guarded by several ice demon kings, Han Feng sat cross-legged, waiting to be taken away.

At this moment, the blue divinity burst into Han Feng's forehead instantly.

...

In the soul world.

Wannian Bingpo turned into a somewhat refined young man, opposite to him was Han Feng who appeared in spirit.

At this moment, Han Feng's spirit appeared, his golden fairy pupils opened wide on his forehead, strands of golden light surrounded Han Feng, and the power of Han Feng's spirit greatly increased.

In the soul world, the power of the soul increases, which means that the strength increases.

Han Feng's soul has already reached the eighth rank, and it is not weak among the eighth ranks. At least it is much stronger than Ma Yiyu's eighth rank.

With the increase of the Golden Immortal Immortal Eyes, Han Feng's soul power is hardly weaker than that of the ninth rank, at least beyond the eighth rank, infinitely close to the ninth rank.

"As expected of a genius recommended by human servants, none of the souls of those who have failed to seize the house before me can match your soul. I hope that your body can also withstand the transformation of me like a soul." The elegant young man licked Lips, fiery eyes.

Han Feng smiled lightly: "If you want to take my body, it depends on whether you have the ability."

While speaking, the golden fairy pupils on his forehead shot out thousands of golden lights, sweeping the entire spirit world.

In the next moment, thousands of golden lights rushed towards the elegant young man like a torrent.

The refined youth rolled up his sleeves, and an extremely icy aura shot up into the sky. Thousands of golden lights were frozen directly before they approached.

The elegant young man smiled and said: "Give up, even if your little guy's spirit quality is extremely high, and you can threaten ordinary ninth-grade spirits with various means, but the divinity of this seat is now comparable to a gentleman spirit. Are you Can't resist."

"That might be!" A huge ruler appeared beside Han Feng at some point, it was the Soul-devouring Ruler, an artifact of the Seven Tribulations.

As an artifact of the soul attribute, the Soul Devouring Ruler can appear in the soul world, while things like Taixuan Excalibur and Yantian Wu Baolun cannot.

"Your Excellency's divinity is not weak, being absorbed by the Soul Devouring Ruler just makes my Soul Devouring Ruler promoted to the Eight Tribulations Divine Weapon."

The Soul Devouring Ruler was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately passed through thousands of golden lights, and with an unstoppable momentum, he smashed hard at the elegant young man.

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