———

Pei Jingcheng's soul and body are gone without hideousness, nor with kindness, but with indifference.

Staring at Zhao Wujiang coldly:

"Your body will shine in my hands.

But now it's still a little too weak."

Pei Jingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed at some acupoints on Zhao Wujiang's body, and said lightly:

"The martial arts talent is extremely talented, but the cultivation level is progressing too quickly, and it is a bit empty."

He slapped Zhao Wujiang's heart with a palm, and the quicksand on his empty body rushed towards Zhao Wujiang, and he began to condense this body that was about to belong to him.

Condensing the empty cultivation to the point where it is as solid as a rock.

After nine breaths, Pei Jingcheng's soul and body seemed to fade a little, but there was a smile on his cheek and he nodded slowly. He was satisfied with Zhao Wujiang's current cultivation level.

Although he is still a second-level master, his cultivation is as stable as the sea.

Zhao Wujiang felt the surging cultivation in his body and remained silent. He had always known the slimness of his cultivation, but he did not expect that Pei Jingcheng would help him condense it before taking over the body.

If it weren't for sure that Pei Jingcheng was coveting his body and wanted to take over the body.

He might really think Pei Jingcheng is a good person.

"Although the sky is perfect, you have too little sword energy you have cultivated over the years, right?" Pei Jingcheng looked at Zhao Wujiang, shook his head, and raised his hand and waved.

The wind comes from heaven and earth.

Not far away, Pei Jingcheng's original body was sucked out of his body, and Pei Jingcheng's soul and body slapped Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows with a palm.

The sword energy was like a dragon, pouring into Zhao Wujiang's body.

Zhao Wujiang's body was like a whale swallowing, swallowing the vast sword energy into it, nourishing the shock in his body.

After only five breaths, Zhao Wujiang felt his bones twisting all over his body, especially his spine cracking, as if he was a dragon.

He couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the sword energy spread, tearing apart the plants and trees, and all turned into tiny pieces.

Pei Jingcheng nodded slowly with his soul and body, and the sword energy contained in Zhao Wujiang's body now made him quite satisfied.

After all, after being dispersed by Zhao Changyuan, he re-nurturing his sword energy for more than twenty years.

This sword energy of more than twenty years has been hidden by him. Once he is born, he can kill the heavenly ranks.

Now he is about to take over Zhao Wujiang's body. The sword energy he has been nourishing for more than 20 years cannot be wasted, and it must be poured into Zhao Wujiang's body.

"What a pity." Pei Jingcheng murmured softly:

"You can't transfer your original cultivation to you, otherwise how could you have the cultivation level of a second-level grand master now?

But it doesn’t matter, your body is cultivated very quickly.”

Zhao Wujiang was strange in his heart, feeling that Pei Jingcheng was more like a gift to give him experience, but instead of like a person who was here to take over him.

However, he knew in his heart that if it weren't for his extremely tough and powerful soul, if it were someone else, he would have probably fallen into despair and would have been taken over by Pei Jingcheng.

Pei Jingcheng smiled more and more after doing all this, and he smiled:

"Zhao Wujiang, you can't blame me. If you don't blame others for yourself, you will blame you for being too weak and too young.

But don’t worry, your body, your talents and luck will shine in my hands. In the future, everyone in the world will know you, Zhao Wujiang!”

He laughed happily and stepped towards Zhao Wujiang in one step. His soul rushed into Zhao Wujiang's body like quicksand. He was about to start devouring Zhao Wujiang's soul.

———

Zhao Wujiang's body is in the world.

Pei Jingcheng condensed a strong soul and opened his devour.

His suction burst out, and he seized the Taoist art to search for Zhao Wujiang's three souls and seven spirits. A figure slowly appeared in front of him, just like his virtual body.

This figure is a bit huge, as if it occupies the entire body. Compared with Pei Jingcheng's virtual body, it looks like the difference between heaven and earth.

In front of this huge virtual body, Pei Jingcheng seemed to be a weak child without any power.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Pei Jingcheng."
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