Chapter 1813 Sword Servant

"Unfortunately, that battle back then was so tragic that I lost all my treasures, and only this five-treasure armor that was damaged by more than 90% is left for you." Wu Hun sighed.

"Thank you, senior." Jian Wushuang was still very grateful, "Senior, I have a small matter, I wonder if senior can help?"

"Tell me." Wuhun was very patient.

"I have a servant, he is a strong man from ancient times..." Jian Wushuang briefly described the existence of Dao Yuanzi.

At the same time, he also talked about some delicate relationship between himself and Dao Yuanzi.

After listening to Jian Wushuang finished speaking, Wuhun frowned, "You want to completely erase his own consciousness and completely control him?"

"Yes, only in this way will there be no risk. I wonder if there is a way for seniors?" Jian Wushuang said solemnly.

"There is a way, let your servant come out first." Wuhun said.

Jian Wushuang nodded, and immediately waved his hand, and Dao Yuanzi, who had been suppressed in the blood peak sword, immediately appeared in the surrounding void.

"Owner."

As soon as he appeared, Dao Yuanzi immediately nodded and bowed to Jian Wushuang, and when he saw Wuhun, his heart was shocked.

He stayed inside the Xuefeng Sword and knew what was happening outside, but he couldn't hear some things that Jian Wushuang talked to Wuhun.

"You, is that Dao Yuanzi?" Wuhun's voice that seemed to contain magic power sounded.

Dao Yuanzi looked at Wu Hun with a bad premonition in his heart, but suddenly... Boom!

A tyrannical soul force swept directly.

"Not good!" Dao Yuanzi's complexion changed drastically.

He already guessed what Wuhun wanted to do.

"Immortal, you want to erase my consciousness, don't even think about it!!!" Dao Yuanzi was furious, and immediately began to struggle and resist frantically.

The strength of this resistance made Wu Hun frown slightly.

"Be honest!" Jian Wushuang let out a low shout, and the imprint he left on Dao Yuanzi's soul immediately burst out with power.

"Bastard, Jian Wushuang, I have already surrendered to you, you still want to control my soul? You are dreaming!!"

"Even if I die, I will never let you succeed!!"

Dao Yuanzi roared wildly, and as he roared, his soul started to burn.

For a cultivator, being controlled by the soul is much more miserable than dying directly.

"Want to self-destruct?" Wuhun's eyes turned cold, and his gray figure dimmed instantly, but the soul power pouring into Dao Yuanzi's body surged instantly.

"Ahhh!!!" Dao Yuanzi screamed, his voice hysterical.

But this shouting only lasted for a moment.

After a while, Dao Yuanzi completely calmed down.

He just stood there, staring blankly.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hun breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jian Wushuang, "Fortunately, your servant is seriously injured, and you have left a soul mark on him before, which has opened a gap, otherwise ...with only my remaining consciousness,

It is absolutely extravagant wish to completely erase his consciousness. "

While speaking, Wuhun's figure became more and more transparent, as if it might disappear completely at any time.

Jian Wushuang understood from the bottom of his heart.

Wuhun only had a trace of consciousness left, and this trace of consciousness tried his best to cooperate with his soul imprint, and finally completely wiped out Dao Yuanzi's own consciousness, but after all this was done, Wuhun's trace of consciousness Consciousness has also consumed too much energy, it can no longer be maintained, and it will soon dissipate completely.

"Thank you for your success, senior, and this junior will always remember it in your heart." Jian Wushuang said solemnly.

"Haha, there is no need to be so polite. I have been lost for many years. At this last moment, I was lucky to meet a descendant like you. If you really want to thank me, you should work hard to cultivate. If one day you stand At the top of this world, tell the ancient clan that you are the descendant of my Wuhun, and let the old guys in the ancient clan know that the descendant of my Wuhun is no better than the ones they carefully cultivated. Geniuses are weaker!"

"If you can do this, I will die with no regrets!"

"Haha~~~"

The laughter still reverberated between the heaven and the earth for a long time, but Wu Hun's figure became completely transparent under Jian Wushuang's gaze.

"Senior, let's go!" Jian Wushuang bowed respectfully.

Not long after, Wuhun's figure completely dissipated.

Jian Wushuang stood up, sighing inwardly, but then looked at Dao Yuanzi next to him.

The 'Dao Yuanzi' at this moment is completely different from before.

"My own consciousness has been completely wiped out, so let's control him directly." Jian Wushuang smiled, and a wave of soul power poured directly into Dao Yuanzi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Dao Yuanzi couldn't resist at all, and soon, Jian Wushuang had completely controlled his soul.

"Owner."

Dao Yuanzi saluted Jian Wushuang respectfully, his eyes were filled with unprecedented respect and enthusiasm, completely different concepts from before.

"From today onwards, you are the first sword servant under my command. As for the name Dao Yuanzi, you don't need to use it anymore. Let's call it Jian Yi from now on." Jian Wushuang said.

"Jian Yi, greet the master."

Jianyi, the sword servant transformed from 'Dao Yuanzi', said respectfully.

Jian Wushuang nodded in satisfaction, but then looked around.

"I have obtained the blood inheritance of Senior Wuhun, but can I subdue the Taoist soldiers around the corpse of Senior Wuhun?" Jian Wushuang thought a little in his heart.

Those Dao soldiers are all at the level of Chaos Realm. Although they have only reached the level of strength, and other fighting skills and unique secret techniques hardly exist, they are extremely numerous. There are hundreds of Dao soldiers and four If all the Dao soldiers in silver armor can be subdued, they will be an extremely powerful force, at least more than enough to guard the Qinghuo Realm.

"Try it."

Jian Wushuang stepped forward immediately.

As soon as he left the range of Wuhun's corpse, a Taoist soldier rose up from the ground.

Seeing these Dao soldiers now, Jian Wushuang felt completely different.

"It turns out that these Dao soldiers were refined from the blood essence of the ancient clan. It should be that after the death of Senior Wuhun, his remaining consciousness used his own blood essence to refine these Dao soldiers to protect his body." Jian Wushuang secretly exclaimed.

The Taoist soldiers refined with blood essence after death are powerful enough to reach the chaotic state. Jian Wushuang can't imagine how strong Wu Hun's combat power was before he was alive.

"Since it was refined by the blood essence of Senior Wuhun, it will be easy to subdue it."

Jian Wushuang smiled.

You know, he got Wuhun's blood inheritance, and now he is closely related to these Taoist soldiers.

Subdue it, it's natural and easy.

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