In the valley behind the Dragon Temple.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Screams kept coming out.

Lin Feng used lightning to shock Isreal's Jedi hero.

"Do you want to do it?"

Lin Feng asked while using lightning and electric shock.

"What do you want me to recruit?

I've been powered for three days and three nights!"

Isrell's weak voice rang out.

"What?

Haven't I asked you?"

Lin Feng asked in surprise.

"Of course! You caught me and kept firing. When did you ask me?"

Isrell's heroic body asked resentfully.

"This... I have no experience in interrogation, but I forgot to ask you!"

Lin Feng was a little embarrassed.

In his opinion, Isrell was extremely arrogant during his lifetime and would definitely keep his mouth shut after his death. No matter what torture he used, he would not explain it.

But I didn’t expect that it was so easy! In fact, it was not Lin Feng’s fault.

At this moment, Isrell is almost the same as the rumored ghost on Earth.

There is a saying that is as cowardly as a ghost.

Ren Isreal was so majestic when he was alive. After his death, he was left with only a body of thought that retained the memory of the original body.

Lin Feng tortured for three days and had only one breath left.

After struggling, the oil will soon be exhausted! “That’s right! I want you to tell me the method of cultivating the dark force!”

Lin Feng said.

"Just this?"

Isrell's Jedi hero asked in surprise.

"Is it possible? This is very simple?"

Lin Feng frowned.

"Of course it's very simple! If you have the talent of a Jedi, there will naturally be the existence of the dark side of the Force to lure you into depravity!"

The Jedi Hero of Isrell said.

“…” Lin Feng.

Then he said, "Okay! Tell me what you have!"

Isrell immediately sent a thought to Lin Feng.

Then, he began to give the conditions: "Let me tell you so much for now. You have to promise not to kill me for the rest! Otherwise, I would rather die with these secrets!"

Lin Feng did not speak for the time being, but began to read the knowledge in his mind.

It turns out that to become a Jedi or a Sith warrior, you must first have a strange bloodline.

The higher the concentration in the bloodline, the stronger the perception of Force! Lin Feng instantly understood that in fact, this is similar to the conditions for becoming an armored warrior! This method is not valuable, because if you don’t have bloodline, you will never be able to become a Jedi in your life! Because, you can’t sense the ubiquitous Force in the universe at all! “How do you know if I have the Force talent?”

Lin Feng asked this question.

"This is very simple. You can detect it by purchasing a blood vessel detector. However, I advise you not to think too much. This is exclusive to the blood vessel family!"

Isrell said proudly.

Because the Is family is a blood family.

It is precisely because of this that their family has a very powerful force in the x-star domain! Because the Is family can continuously produce Sith warriors! Such powerful people cannot be forged by technological means! Lin Feng will temporarily record this point.

He did not agree with Isrel.

Because Gidora's talent is to devour, even genes can be devoured! Not long ago, Lin Feng swallowed Isreal's body.

At this moment, he had merged with Isreal's genes. Maybe, the bloodline of the body contained the Force.

There is only one thing that Lin Feng is not sure about.

That is, whether his bloodline is high or low, and what kind of talent does he have in terms of domain force! Even if it is low, Lin Feng doesn't care, because he can constantly strengthen his genes through devouring! Then, he asked some questions from Isreal.

Isrell answered with reservations.

Because he was worried that he would be useless to Lin Feng, so he directly destroyed his heroic spirit! Before that, Isrell was very conceited and decided that Lin Feng could not kill him completely.

But now he understood that the giant beast in front of him was an existence that went against common sense! Lin Feng nodded with a smile: "I promised not to kill you!"

"Okay! I will tell you the next question. The friend of the master of the Millennium is a Force Master! He is also the top-ranked strong man in the Milky Way!"

Isrell told a secret that Lin Feng wanted to know.

"Then why does the Interstellar Guard want the Millennium?"

Lin Feng asked again.

This is another doubt of him.

"Because, the master of the Millennium Name was the last person to meet the Jedi Master. There were rumors that he knew the master's place of transformation!"

Isrell said slowly.

Lin Feng nodded. The legacy of a Jedi master is indeed worthy of mobilization! Then, he said: "Okay! I fulfill my promise to you!"

A hint of cunning appeared in Isrell's eyes.

In his family, there is a secret technique that can rebirth him! As long as the heroic spirit is immortal, he, Isrell, may be resurrected again! At that time, he must peel the golden giant beast off! Just as Isrell was thinking about it, Lin Feng suddenly took out the hilt of Isrell's lightsaber.

"What are you doing?"

Isrell looked at Lin Feng in surprise.

Could it be that he will not only let himself go, but also return the lightsaber to him?

This lightsaber is equivalent to life for every Jedi! “It’s very simple! I once obtained a method to refine the sword spirit. I am going to refine your heroic spirit into this lightsaber!”

Lin Feng said with a smile.

"What?"

Isrell was shocked when he heard this.

How could this evil method exist?

However, Lin Feng did not lie to him in this regard.

Whether it was the art of refining weapons he got from the Dragon Soul or the news he got from the Twelve-Winged Birdman, it was enough to refine this Jedi hero into the lightsaber! Lin Feng shouted and a golden flame spewed out of his mouth.

Scream! Golden flames baked on Isreal's Jedi hero, and immediately roasted it to the point of blue smoke.

"Ah! Ah!"

In the valley, a new round of screams sounded.

While baking Isreal's Jedi hero with flames, Lin Feng divided the golden flames to bake the hilt of the lightsaber.

When the hilt of the sword began to melt into liquid, Lin Feng immediately used his divine thought to inject Isreal's heroic spirit into the hilt of the sword.

Then, he used his mind to make seals and outlined a series of formations on the hilt of the sword.

Then, Lin Feng continued to bake with flames.

This process lasted for nearly two months.

When Lin Feng removed the flames in the void, he had already refined Isreal's heroic spirit into the hilt of the sword! “Isreal!”

Lin Feng shouted at the hilt of the sword.

"Sword slave is here!"

Isrel's heroic spirit immediately emerged from the hilt of the sword.

"Yeah! Not bad! Very successful!"
Chapter completed!