This is the divine soul.

The Great You Fei Emperor touched his soul, his face beaming with joy: "My soul has really left my body!"

Then, he looked back at his fallen body, and without any hesitation, he jumped up and flew to the center of Lu Gan's eyebrows.

Ice cold!

Lu Gan felt a chill as the spirit of the Great Dead Emperor rested between his eyebrows, as if a tremor was gushing out from the depths of his spirit.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a pain between my eyebrows, as if I had been stabbed open by the tip of a knife.

"Boy, your body belongs to me! Zhao Xuanji, just wait! I will kill you with my sword one day! You will be cut into pieces!"

The Dead Emperor Dayou let out a wild laugh, which suddenly got into Lu Qian's eyebrows.

Before the voice could finish, a scream of pain suddenly sounded.

The soul of the Great Dead Emperor was ejected directly, rolling in the air as if suffering severe inhuman pain.

"Father! What's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, Princess Yun's face changed slightly and she asked quickly.

"Ahhh! It hurts!"

The Great You Fei Emperor screamed several times and continued to roll, and finally stopped in mid-air for a while.

If you look closely, you will see that his soul body is missing one hand, as if it has been melted. No wonder he screams so miserably, it turns out that his soul has been melted away.

"What the hell is going on?"

The Dead Emperor Dayou was frightened and angry, and kept glaring at him with fierce and resentful eyes.

Suddenly, his face turned cold and he shouted: "Yun'er! Pour your blood on the lotus soul lamp quickly! My father wants to use your blood to restore the body of the soul!"

After hearing this, Princess Yun's face suddenly turned pale.

"That's all, my daughter, please return this flesh and blood to your father!"

Princess Yun gave a sad laugh, put down the bronze lamp, and swiped her wrist with the silver dagger.

Bright red blood splashed out and was absorbed by the bronze lamp again.

When the Blood Lotus Bone Flower emerged, the spirit of the Great You Dead Emperor immediately got in, greedily absorbing the essence and blood inside.

Soon, his soul body recovered and entered the center of his eyebrows again.

But less than a breath later, the soul was ejected again. This time, both hands were melted off, and it screamed in the air for a while before stopping.

"This...what the hell is going on!"

The Great You Wasted Emperor was furious, and a cruel light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Wuxian, it must be the fault of that guy without face!"

"You guessed it right."

Accompanied by low ventriloquism, the aura in front suddenly dispersed, and a man in green clothes with no facial features came out.

Behind him were three old men in black with indifferent expressions. Their blood was so tyrannical that they were like ancient ferocious beasts, frightening all things.

"Wuxian, why are you here?!"

Seeing the four people, the face of the Great You Fei Emperor changed drastically, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he quickly got into his body.

"A deposed emperor is a deposed emperor! He will never be able to do anything serious in his life!"

The faceless man in green sneered: "If you fail to transfer your soul, there is something wrong with the curse! I guessed it right! This kid Lu Qian has the will of heaven and earth to protect him! As for why I am here? This is me You have only learned a little bit about the Qiankun Bag, and you think you can hide it from me? With your little IQ, if you still want to restore your country, you should go back and count the moons!"

These words humiliated the recently awakened Emperor of the Great You to the extreme. He was so angry that his face turned red, his eyes were wide open, and he almost died of anger.

Princess Yun quickly fed him an elixir to help him recover.

Dayou Deposed Emperor barely recovered some strength, gritted his teeth and said: "I will give you the last level of the Nine Cicada's Immortal Golden Body Strength training techniques! You help me transfer my soul!"

"Hmph! Ninth level? All I want is Lu Gan's pure Yang blood! However, for the sake of helping me kidnap Lu Gan, I'll give you a treat!"

The faceless man in blue flicked his sleeves, and his invisible palm print directly hit the chest of the Great You Deposed Emperor.

Bang.

With a loud explosion, the body of the Great You Wasted Emperor was torn into pieces, scattering into a drop of flesh, blood, bones and internal organs.

"Father!"

Princess Yun's face was spattered with blood, and she screamed in disbelief. She raised her hand, exuding the aura of Jiuyou, and prepared the ritual.

"You are a good cauldron! Let me save your life first! Capture her!"

The faceless man in blue ordered coldly.

"yes!"

The three old men in black behind him flashed out and appeared in front of Princess Yun. They all used a mysterious fingering technique to point at Princess Yun.

With a bang, Princess Yun seemed to be hit by a star and flew out, hitting the green air around her hard. She spat out blood and fell to the ground, fainting directly.

bite.

The sterling silver dagger also fell on the white jade, making a crisp sound.

This overwhelming strength made Lu Qian's pupils shrink.

"That's right! They are all half-step Martial Saints in strength! Are you surprised?"

At this time, the faceless man in green walked up to Lu Gan. The huge and vast pressure of blood was like a mountain, suppressing Lu Gan, making him unable to move.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Lu Gan's wrist and shook it, as if he was reacting to something.

"Okay, okay!" An excited voice came from the belly of the faceless man in green: "You have actually cultivated the Nine Cicada's Immortal Golden Body Strength to the third level! You are indeed the son of the world blessed by luck!"

Son of the world?

Lu Qian's eyes were filled with surprise and he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"I'll tell you before you die!"

The faceless man in green grabbed the five claws of his left hand and shot it out of the air, and the pure silver dagger flew and landed in his palm.

The next moment, a cold light flashed, and Lu Qian's left wrist hurt, and a three-inch long wound appeared.

Bright red blood spurted out.

The faceless man in green made a cut on his right wrist, and then placed his right wrist on Lu Qian's left wrist.

The wound looked like it was sticking together.

"Boy, you don't have to wait for Zhao Xuanji to save you!"

The faceless man made a proud sound in his belly. With a flick of his left hand, the black scroll slowly unfolded in mid-air.

The map of the world was displayed in front of Lu Gan's eyes, with two red dots flashing on it.

One is in Xuanjing and the other is overseas in Youzhou.

"This is the Qiankun Bag! It isolates the will of heaven and earth, and also isolates the Martial Saint's induction! Even if he can sense it, it will take him twenty breaths to get from Yujing to Youzhou! But it only takes three breaths for me to drain your physical blood! Also, the magic weapon on your body is suppressed by the Qiankun Bag and cannot be used. So, you are dead this time! Just give me your body and blood!"

With a sinister sneer, the faceless man firmly held Lu Gan's wrist.

A strange scene appeared.

There were streaks of blood on the back of the faceless man's wrist, which criss-crossed to form a pattern of the head of a one-horned Shura demon, making people's hearts tremble with fear at just one glance.

"bite!"

“Discover the magic weapon ‘????’”

"In the combined state (the distance between the host and the divine weapon is within a thousand meters), it cannot be recovered temporarily."

The moment the system prompt rang in Lu Gan's mind, the one-horned evil spirit seemed to come to life, opened its fangs and bloody mouth, spit out streaks of blood, and squirmed like a blood worm, worming its way into Lu Gan's wound.

"uh-huh."

Suddenly, Lu Gan groaned, feeling as if the blood in his body was being drained from the wrist wound, and he couldn't stop it at all!

His physical body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Who are you? You have to let me die clearly!"

Lu Gan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain of blood loss, and spat out a sentence.

"I am the true disciple of the Supreme Demon Sect in the Immortal Realm, Zhong Yiqiu!"

A voice came from the faceless man's belly, which sounded aloof and extremely arrogant.

It was as if Lu Gan was just an ant in front of him.

"The world of immortality? There is actually another world? Where is it?"

Lu Qian was shocked.

At this time, his blood was only half left!

"Hahahaha! The frog in the well doesn't know how high the sky is! The world of immortality is outside the endless and distant starry sky. This world of yours is just a small world pastored by my Supreme Demon Sect!"

The man from the Internet of Things let out a wild laugh filled with contempt and sarcasm.
To be continued...