Chapter 472

The dominant soul is the master of the body. Once it is driven away and another soul cannot be replenished in time, it is very likely that it will be difficult to wake up and become a corpse.

Originally, the two souls were one, even if they were suppressed, they could still survive. In this way, it meant that there was no chance of turning over again.

"Master Zhang, the soul is so mysterious that even the gods can't fully understand it. He is now leading, if another soul can't survive... it's murder!" Sai Pavilion Master's face was solemn.

"Yeah, you must go after three or four!" Luo Qin was also very anxious.

Everyone knows that this old man came here to trade, and he really wants to die here, and their auction house has no words to tell.

"You really have to think twice!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

What they said is right, the soul is mysterious, unlike the physical body that can be solved at will, if it is not handled well, it will become an idiot.

"I trade with you. So many people have seen it with their own eyes. If something goes wrong, the Treasure Pavilion and the auction house will not have a better time!"

Seeing everyone throwing the mouse, the old man smiled: "In this way, I will give you a suggestion, let's continue the transaction, and the soulless golden man is also yours, but... you have to help me obliterate the soul of the original owner in my body! Anyway, it's a transaction, with He too, and so do I, why risk it?"

Anyway, it's all a transaction, it's the same with him or the original owner of the body. If you really want to expel this one and revive the other, it's okay to succeed, but not successful?

"Master Zhang..."

Luo Qin hurriedly looked at it.

He is a businessman and knows how to weigh the pros and cons. It is not worth taking such a big risk in order to save a person who has little to do with each other.

Anyway, everyone knows that this guy is possessed by an evil spirit, no matter who kills him, as long as he walks out alive, it will not have any impact on the auction house.

"It makes sense! My purpose is the soulless golden man. Now that the golden man is in hand, there is really no need to cause trouble for myself."

With a sigh, Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at it lightly: "However, don't you say I can't do anything? I just thought of one, I want to try it..."

"try?"

Unexpectedly, after talking for a long time, he still has to do it, and he still tried it. Luo Qin's face flushed with anxiety.

Is this trying to play?

If you don't get it right, you will die...

"Son..."

Jin Conghai was also a little worried,

I couldn't help but look at the son, wanting him to dissuade him.

However, this time Zhao Feiwu changed his normal behavior and waved his hand solemnly: "Don't persuade him, this is the obligation and responsibility of a famous teacher, he can't avoid it!"

A famous teacher, enjoying a noble status, naturally also shoulders due responsibilities.

This old man, although he didn't even know his name, his background, or even had no connection, but... he was seized by the soul of a Soul Shaman, his life was on the verge of death, and he saw it with his own eyes but did not stop him. What was the morality in his heart?

How can you still be qualified to educate the world and guide students?

His body is upright, and he does not follow orders. Its body is not upright, although orders do not obey.

Teaching students, not only to teach brilliant exercises, let them become adults, more importantly, to establish a correct outlook on life for them.

Otherwise, education is also a scum, and the true meaning of a famous teacher will be lost.

"This……"

Jin Conghai was stunned, his fists clenched.

He is a poison master, and he can use any means to achieve his goals, but the other party is different. He is a famous teacher who educates the world. When he encounters difficulties, he even flinches. How can he convince the students?

...

The old man did not expect that the analysis of interests and interests was so clear that this guy would still question and deal with himself, his face sank: "Are you insisting on going against me?"

"Right? You think too much, just drive you out. This body does not belong to you, you have no right to possess it!"

Shaking his head, he flipped his wrist, and several silver needles appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Silver needle? You want to use this against the soul?"

I thought that the other party had any support, but when he saw this, the old man sneered.

This thing heals infuriating qi, heals injuries and pains, but it can...soul? What a joke!

It's like shooting mosquitoes with a bow and arrow, and it doesn't work.

Ignoring his doubts, a stream of true energy flowed, Zhang Xuan flicked his finger, and the silver needle turned into a cold light, stabbing straight at it.

"Silver has no effect on the soul..."

Seeing this guy, he really used silver to pay the old man, and the pavilion master slapped his forehead.

I thought that the other party was so confident that there would be a good way, but it seemed that he was crossing the river by feeling the stones.

He has read a lot of books about soul shamans, and he knows some things about the soul. If he wants to touch it, it is impossible to touch it with such foreign objects.

It's like drawing a knife to break the water, and slashing the wind with a horizontal sword. Even if a silver needle is stabbed, it is still the body. It has no effect on the invisible and intangible soul.

"If you want to expel the soul, you must first prepare linen clothes, yellow talismans, various tools for sacrificing the sky, and then there are arrays. The silver needles are just foreign objects..."

Knowing that the method wouldn't work, Pavilion Master Sai shook his head and said what he knew. He wanted Zhang Xuan to do it in the normal way. He was only halfway through the words, and he was dumbfounded. The whole person was choked by the saliva and kept shaking: "This...how is this possible?"

I saw the old man who was still arrogant just now, the silver needle penetrated his body, and his face turned white.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes showed panic, and he wanted to escape, but he fell directly to the ground and kept twitching.

The silver needle pierces the body, the soul is out of control?

How... how was this done?

If the soul is really easy to deal with, the Soul Shaman will not make people talk about it, and the Famed Master Hall personally took action.

"You, your true anger..."

Pavilion Master Sai and the others were shocked, and the old man went crazy.

He just said that the silver needle is useless, but this situation happened, and he was so scared that he screamed again and again.

And at this time, he also knew that the scary thing is not the silver needle, but... the other party's true qi!

This infuriating energy has the power to drive away the soul, and when it touches his soul, it is like a ignited spirit, the pain is unbearable, and the whole body is torn apart.

"This is... a third-grade true qi?" The old man's pupils shrank, and a word popped into his mind.

Legend has it that the third-grade True Qi is not only pure, but also has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and warding off evil.

It's just... the third-grade true qi is controlled by only a few people in the Famed Master Hall, and it is passed down to Master Kong and the descendants of his disciples. How could this guy be?

Could it be the descendant of Master Kong?

That's true, that's terrifying!

I just escaped from the gloomy cemetery, and I met such a person. Do you want to be so pitiful?

"No, if you go like this, you will definitely die..." Feeling that there were more and more silver needles on his body, True Qi was transmitted through the needle tip, about to tear it apart, and the old man's eyes turned red.

The third-rank true qi is the nemesis of the Soul Shaman. If you let it accumulate, there will only be one result, that is, you will be burned to death, and there will be no possibility of turning over.

"No, I have to find someone to take the house..."

Knowing that with the passage of time, he would definitely not be able to hold on to it, resisting the severe pain, the old man quietly observed.

If you still stay in this body, you will definitely die. For now, you can only find a way to take other people away, and then find a chance to take revenge.

However, even if he succeeded in seizing the house, he couldn't let the other party see it, otherwise, if he attacked again, it would be the same.

"Damn...forcing me to take the house, I will not share the sky with you!"

Although there was a decision, the old man was bleeding.

Taking a house is not so easy. Every time a house is taken, it will cause great damage to the soul, not only the cultivation base will drop, but also the vitality will be greatly damaged.

It was as if he had seized this body before, his cultivation was not bad, he had fully reached the initial stage of the third stage of Mortal Transformation, but after his success, he lost two major levels and became the first stage of the first stage.

That is to say, even if he succeeds, his strength will continue to plummet. If he fails, he will also drop two major levels, from Huafan to Supreme.

"Just one of those..."

He kept roaring, looked around, and found the object of the house grab.

The person with the lowest strength in the room should be Zhao Feiwu, who has not practiced much. However, he has a lot of treasures on his body. Even if Huafan Triple Layer wants to kill it, it is difficult to do so, let alone his crippled soul.

Besides this one, the rest are Zhao Ya, Sun Qiang and others.

Their strength is only controlled by the Grandmaster, and even if the power to seize the house plummets, they can be easily suppressed.

"That's it..."

His eyes lit up, and he focused on a fat man not far away.

This guy has the lowest strength among the crowd, looks stupid, and has the worst vigilance. It should be the easiest to seize.

"Snatch!"

Find the target, know that if you don't leave, it will be too late, and whisper in your heart.

call!

The soul immediately turned into an invisible and intangible smoke, and flew straight towards the fat man not far away.

Pfft!

As soon as the soul left here, the old man's body suddenly stopped responding, froze in place, motionless.

"gone……"

Seeing the sudden change in front of him, Pavilion Master Sai was overjoyed.

There was no response for a while, indicating that without the support of the soul, the guy who took the house should have been suppressed by this master Zhang, and he couldn't help but escape.

I thought that what the young man said, the possibility of realizing it was very small. I never dreamed that it would not only be successful... but also so smooth.

"Um……"

Immediately afterwards, the unresponsive old man on the ground shook again and opened his eyes.

The soul that took the home escaped, and the main body soul was finally freed from suppression and regained control of the body.

"Sanxiu Luozhu, thank Master Zhang for saving his life..."

Although he was suppressed, he knew everything about the situation outside. He knew that if this young man hadn't insisted, he would have died.

The gratitude in my heart is indescribable.

Standing up, I was about to express my gratitude when I heard a sound not far away.

A sneeze!

The fat man not far away felt a chill all over his body, shivered, and sneezed.

"Oops, he... he... is taking the house!"

Hearing the sneeze, the old man Luo Zhu remembered something, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help shouting out.

The martial artist's whole body is tempered by infuriating energy, and he is almost immune to all kinds of diseases. Under normal circumstances, he will not sneeze easily.

When he was taken from the house, his body was cold and he sneezed. Now that this guy just left, this happened to the fat man not far away. Obviously, he has been put on his body!