In the cell.

Han Yi felt the surging power that emerged from his body incredibly.

The middle level of Guixu!

He has really become a powerful man in Guixu Realm?!

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Thank you, Lord Lei!"

With excitement and trembling hands, Han Yi knelt down to Li Luo and Lei Zhenzi and thanked him.

"Uncle Han, please get up quickly!"

Li Luo chuckled.

"Hahaha……"

"Han Yi, I didn't expect that your cultivation level would surpass me in an instant!"

Li Beixiong patted Han Yi on the shoulder and was happy for him.

Han Yi always had an excited smile on his face, and then bowed:

"Your Majesty, Han Yi is yours at any time!"

"Okay! OK! OK!"

Li Beixiong was very happy, and he did not see the wrong person.

"hehe……"

"Uncle Han, don't be busy and happy!"

"Then you will suffer even more..."

At this time, Li Luo smiled slightly and looked at Han Yi and said.

Han Yi was stunned and didn't understand what Li Luo meant.

Li Luo turned around and looked at Wang Jing who was tortured to the point of being unbearable, and said:

"Uncle Han, you just have the same cultivation level as Wang Jing, but in order to better allow you to better cover the Flame Dynasty and not be seen through, you need his memory even more..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jing stood up and said in a daze:

"What do you want to do..."

"hehe……"

"Sir, we don't want to do anything, we just want to borrow your memory..."

"Hei Bai Wuchang, he will leave it to you!"

Li Luo smiled coldly and stepped back.

Hei Bai Wuchang and the others behind him stepped forward, bursts of black mist emitted from their bodies, and they sneered repeatedly...

"Hei White Impermanence, just don't kill him..."

Li Luo smiled.

"hehe……"

"Please rest assured, young master, it's just a small matter..."

Hei Wuchang's face was cold and he grinned.

At this moment, Wang Jing had already vaguely guessed what they wanted to do and struggled wildly.

"You...you...you don't come here..."

"Haha...Don't worry, it'll be fine soon..."

Bai Wuchang smiled coldly, then stepped forward, and directly grabbed Wang Jing's head with his palm.

"Soul-retaining!"

ah--

Wang Jing let out a shrill scream, and his soul was pulled out by Bai Wuchang.

"bundle!"

Bai Wuchang pinched the seals with his hands and stripped away part of Wang Jing's soul.

This part of the soul contains the memories of Wang Jing's life.

Then, Bai Wuchang handed the part of the soul containing the memory to Hei Wuchang.

Hei Wuchang took this part of his soul and walked to Han Yi, reminding him:

"Wang Jing's soul has been broken up by us. This part of the soul is only filled with his memories. I force this part of the soul to absorb it, so that you will have all Wang Jing's memories."

"Even, your soul will be stained with a little of his aura. In this way, if Wang Jing puts it in the life card of the Flame Dynasty, the soul aura contained in it will fit you and will not let the strong people in the Flame Dynasty notice it."

"But this process will be very painful, bear it..." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Upon hearing this, Li Beixiong beside him couldn't help but be shocked by the strange means such as Hei Bai Wuchang.

Fortunately, these two people are his strong men.

Otherwise, if the two of them were their Daxia enemies, they would probably have a headache.

Li Beixiong couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

He is so powerful and powerful under his eldest son. He is so powerful!

"Master Hei, come on your own, I can hold it!"

Han Yi's eyes are firm.

I heard Han Yi’s words.

Li Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he always felt that this sentence was strange...

"good!"

Hei Wuchang nodded slightly and directly slapped Wang Jing's soul into his head.

Immediately followed, I reached out to Han Yi's forehead.

Buzz...

With a black stream of light flashing.

Han Yi let out a muffled groan...

ah--

The screams of pain rang out in prison again.

Han Yi felt that his soul was torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, a memory that did not belong to him came into his mind and was integrated into his own memory...

Everything Wang Jing experienced in his life flashed through his mind like a movie, as if he had experienced it himself.

After a while, Han Yi was sweating heavily, gasping heavily, and half-kneeled on the ground. It took him a long time to recover.

Han Yi sorted out the memories in his mind.

Then he discovered that before Wang Jing came, Chu Ming, the ancestor of the Divine Feather Dynasty, wanted to bribe Wang Jing to deal with their Daxia.

So, Han Yi immediately informed Li Luo and Li Beixiong of the matter.

"Young Master, I will destroy him!"

Meng Tian volunteered.

Li Luo waved his hand and said:

"No rush for now. The Divine Feather Dynasty has no danger to us. After I finish my work, there will only be one dynasty in Xichui, that is, our Daxia!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Tian nodded slightly.

"By the way, this is for you!"

"After putting it on, don't take it off. With it, even the powerful people in the Divine Soul Realm in the Flame Dynasty will not be able to see through your true appearance!"

Li Luo took out Wanhua's mask and handed it to Han Yi.

Han Yi put it on, his facial muscles were instantly distorted, and his aura changed accordingly.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yi became Wang Jing.

Because of Wang Jing's memory.

Han Yi's words and deeds are exactly the same as Wang Jing.

Even the breath is exactly the same...

Seeing this scene, Li Beixiong called him amazing!
To be continued...