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Chapter 779 Bai Zizhen

The two ancestors of the Chaoyang Sect were very angry. The two disciples of Transformation God were killed, which was an extremely huge loss to the sect.

Although they couldn't figure out why more than a dozen people went out to fight and couldn't defeat just a few of the opponent, but no matter how strong the opponent was, they were only monks who transformed themselves into gods.

With the two of them's cultivation, it is not something that the God Transformation cultivator can resist.

However, just as they were about to set off, they were blocked.

Ximen Changqing and all his spiritual pets surrounded the two Chaoyang Sect ancestors for three full circles. No matter which direction they fled, it would be difficult for them to escape.

Naturally, the two Chaoyang Sect ancestors did not recognize the disguised Ximen Changqing. As for the group of spiritual pets, no monks recognized him.

"Who are you? Why did you stop us!"

The white-haired old man was shocked. There was a monk of the same rank hiding nearby, but they didn't notice it.

"You guys at Chaoyangmen are so bold. You even knocked on the door for no reason and wanted to massacre my Ximen family. None of you can even think of leaving."

Ximen Changqing stopped pretending, since these two people couldn't escape anyway.

"My fellow Taoist is so hidden! I've been squatting here for several months, but I didn't notice that there were Void Refining monks in Qingxi Canyon, and there were so many sixth-order spirit beasts.

It seems that your family is really extraordinary, it can’t really be the Ximen Immortal Clan back then!”

The majestic old man felt that there was no chance of winning and had plans to reconcile.

"So what if it is! So what if it's not! You are all going to die anyway, so what's the use of knowing."

Ximen Changqing had no intention of letting them go, he was already murderous.

"Fellow Taoist, why is this necessary? This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"Junior brother, with our strength, we may not be able to escape. After we escape, we will definitely make the affairs of the Ximen family public."

The attitudes of the white-haired old man and the dignified old man were obviously different.

"If you want to escape, you can try."

Ximen Changqing sneered and ordered, "Let's do it together and kill them."

After saying that, he and some of his spiritual pets started to kill the two Chaoyang Clan ancestors.

"Junior brother, leave separately."

The majestic old man is not afraid of Ximen Changqing, but Ximen Changqing has more than a dozen sixth-level spiritual pets around him. This is not something that the two of them can resist. Escape is the only feasible way.

"Huh, I knew you were going to run away in that direction."

Ximen Changqing sneered, watching the majestic old man walking towards the abyss step by step.

The encirclement he deployed had loopholes, and the direction in which the majestic old man escaped was the weakest part of the encirclement.

But the weakest part is exactly where the trap is deployed. The Void Doll, the trump card, is deployed there. As long as the majestic old man passes by, he will be hit hard head on.

"Brother, wait for me."

The white-haired old man was not stupid. He also saw that the direction in which his senior brother was escaping was the weak point of the encirclement. The hope of breaking out from the weak point was the greatest.

The majestic old man ignored his junior brother and fled away quickly.

"Oops, I fell into a trap."

When the majestic old man discovered the Void Doll's attack, it was too late to defend himself and was severely wounded on the spot.

"Old man, you can't believe it! I can become invisible, go to hell!"

The Void Doll made a face, and while the majestic old man was seriously injured, he continued to increase his attacks without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

In fact, the fate of the majestic old man was already determined from the first sneak attack. He would definitely not be able to escape if he was seriously injured.

"Brother!"

Seeing that his senior brother who had escaped earlier was killed by the void doll, the white-haired old man suddenly became frightened.

And Ximen Changqing and many spiritual pets have surrounded him, which greatly increases his pressure.

His senior brother's cultivation level was stronger and he was easily killed by the Void Doll, but he couldn't defeat him even more.

However, he didn't want to give up and continue to escape with a sense of luck.

"Hey, you're so slow and you still want to escape!"

The nine fairy gourd dolls were all faster than the white-haired old man. They quickly caught up and launched a fierce attack.

"Chaos Holy Flame!"

"Xunfeng Tornado!"

"Destroying thunderbolt!"

"Water Dragon Yaotian!"

"Rain of sharp golden arrows!"



"Pfft...wait!"

The attack of the Fairy Gourd Dolls left the white-haired old man unable to resist, and he soon became seriously injured and depressed.

"Fellow Taoist Ximen, I was wrong, can you let me live?"

The white-haired old man, who was already frightened, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and begged Ximen Changqing to spare his life.

"Oh, you actually learned to beg for mercy. Then tell me, what benefits can I get from letting you go?"

Ximen Changqing smiled disdainfully, but still had no intention of letting him go.

"How about if fellow Taoist spare my life, I and the entire Chaoyang Sect belong to fellow Taoist?"

The white-haired old man saw the murderous look in Ximen Changqing's eyes, and knew that ordinary requests would not be able to impress Ximen Changqing.

Besides, he and his senior brother provoked each other first and suddenly attacked the Ximen family. It was really unreasonable. In order to save his life, nothing was too much.

"Well, the conditions are pretty good and I'm very tempted. However, I don't really trust others unless they are my slaves."

Ximen Changqing suddenly felt that it would be good if he could control a Void Refining Sect.

After all, the Ximen family has too few properties in the real spirit world, and Xianjifang City and Qingxi Canyon alone are far from enough.

Chaoyangmen is a sect that has existed for nearly ten thousand years. Using Chaoyangmen as a cover to discover the family's power is also a good method, but the premise is that Chaoyangmen must be controlled by the Ximen family and must not rebel.

At first glance, the white-haired old man seemed to be a man who could act according to the circumstances. Ximen Changqing did not believe what he said. If he let him go without any restrictions, he might do something detrimental to the Ximen family.

"Slave? What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

The white-haired old man's heart skipped a beat, and he was so frightened that he became silent.

Ximen Changqing explained patiently, letting the white-haired old man think clearly before answering.

"Okay! I admit defeat."

The white-haired old man was in great pain. In order to save his life, he could only accept the slavery of Ximen Changqing.

"Okay, obediently let me plant a restraint and don't resist."

In order to control the white-haired old man, planting soul restraint is a necessary step. As long as he is willing, a thought can take his life.

Even the thought of being unfaithful will make you miserable.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is also a small method learned from the soul-suppressing beads. In addition to the soul-searching skill, the first layer of the soul-suppressing beads also records several spiritual aspects.

Prohibition.

Along the way, Ximen Changqing used this restriction to enslave many slaves, thus ensuring their absolute loyalty to him.

If someone searches for the soul of a slave, the restriction will explode directly, severely damaging the soul of the soul searcher.

The white-haired old man who lost the ability to resist had no choice but to accept the fate of being enslaved. He lay down, chose to accept, and let go of his soul.

Ximen Changqing used his own essence and blood as a guide to draw a pair of mysterious runes, which were successfully implanted into the soul of the white-haired old man.

At the same time, a dazzling black light flew out from the soul-suppressing bead, cutting off one-fifth of the white-haired old man's soul and collecting it into the bead.

The part of the soul that locked the white-haired old man is also part of this soul restriction, because the main soul and the split soul are both subject to the same restriction.

When the split soul is killed, the main soul will also be destroyed. If the main soul is destroyed, the split soul will be destroyed at the same time, and it will also remind the owner of the soul.

"Ouch...why does it hurt so much!"

As soon as he was implanted with the soul restraint, the white-haired old man screamed in pain. It was obvious that he had a rebellious intention and was discovered by the restraint.

"By the way, I must remind you that your life and death are under my control. If you have the slightest thought of rebellion, you will be miserable."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man tried many times, and sure enough, as soon as he had the thought of rebellion, he would feel anguish deep in his soul.

"By the way, I want to tell you that this restriction cannot be lifted. Any attempt to search for the soul and lift the restriction will cause the soul to self-destruct."

"Fellow Taoist, are you too cruel? Wow..."

As soon as he had a hint of anger towards Ximen Changqing, the white-haired old man felt extremely sad.

"Master, from now on, I will truly be your slave."

The white-haired old man took the initiative to kneel down and salute Ximen Changqing.

His name is Bai Zizhen, and he is one of the two ancestors of the Chaoyang Sect.

Originally, as an ancient sect with a heritage of nearly ten thousand years, Chaoyang Sect always had seven or eight Void Refining monks.

However, during an expedition, more than half of the ancestors of the sect's Lianxu were lost, causing the sect's strength to be greatly reduced.

Afterwards, hostile sects invaded, and Chaoyang Sect could not withstand it. Many Lianxu Ancestors were once again killed, and in the end they had to give up most of the sect's territory.

In other words, Chaoyang Sect has now lost 90% of its sect territory and is about to be wiped out by hostile sects.

This is also the reason why Bai Zizhen and his senior brother can't wait to capture Qingxi Canyon.

If the sect's last territory cannot be saved, they can survive in Qingxi Canyon.

But they never expected that a ruthless person like Ximen Changqing would be hidden in an inconspicuous small family in Qingxi Canyon, causing their plan to completely fail.

Now that Chaoyang Clan's only Xu Lian ancestor Bai Zizhen has become Ximen Changqing's slave, Ximen Changqing naturally wants to support Chaoyang Clan and use Chaoyang Clan as a pawn in the family's rise.

Above the Qingxi Canyon, the disciples of Chaoyang Sect's God of Transformation were desperate. They waited for a long time, but the two ancestors of Lianxu never came to reinforce them.

However, the five Huashen clan members of the Ximen family never stopped attacking them, causing five of them to die again. There were only eight Huashen elders left, and all of them were injured.

"Brother, I think something must have happened to our ancestor. This little family is very weird. Let's withdraw!"

A monk who was in the middle stage of becoming a god was completely in despair. He couldn't bear to see the brothers he had spent time with day and night falling one by one.

The fear in his heart was even greater than when he faced off against the rival Lianxu Sect. In that large-scale melee involving tens of thousands of people, the Chaoyang Sect only lost three god-transformation monks.

"Okay, let's retreat first!"

The remaining monks who transformed themselves into gods did not want to continue fighting, and all wanted to evacuate Qingxi Canyon as soon as possible.

"Isn't it too late to run away now?"

Ximen Yongxing had a sneer on his lips, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Fellow Taoist, don't bully others too much."

The leader, the Chaoyang Clan elder in the late stage of divine transformation, was also angry and might die.

"Stop, stop everything! Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding."

Just when the two sides were about to fight again, Bai Zizhen arrived in time and stopped the Chaoyang Sect disciples.

"Elder Zizhen, you are finally here. Why are you alone, Elder Zushi?"

The leading elder of Chaoyang Sect's late stage god transformation asked nervously.

"Shut up, all of you. If you want to survive, just listen to me."

Bai Zizhen is still very majestic, at least in front of these god-forming disciples, he always speaks the truth.

"Elder Zizhen, what do you want us to do?"

The leading Elder Huashen asked.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to die, open your soul and let me plant a restriction. You can choose life or death!"

Bai Zizhen frowned and ordered sternly.

"Bai Zizhen, what do you want to do?"

A Chaoyang Sect monk glared at Bai Zizhen angrily.

"Bold, Bai Zishi has been killed by the master. For the sake of your fellow sects, I beg the master to give you a way to survive. If you don't cherish it, I won't force you. I hope you will have good luck in your next life and be reborn into a big sect.

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Bai Zizhen stopped hiding anything and directly told the truth.

Ximen Changqing already has a lot of slaves enslaved. If they were enslaved without restrictions, the pressure on the soul would be greater, and there is no need for it.

Since he has enslaved Bai Zizhen, it is most appropriate for Bai Zizhen to enslave the Chaoyang Sect monks.

As long as these god-transformation monks are enslaved by Bai Zizhen, they will not dare to disobey Bai Zizhen's orders. And no one of Bai Zizhen's orders dares to be detrimental to the Xi family. Therefore, these god-transformation monks will not do anything harmful to the Ximen family.

Unfavorable things.

"It's over, how could this happen?"

"It seems that our Chaoyang Sect is destined to be destroyed."

"It's such a shame and shame to be someone else's slave!"

"Keep your voice down. If you want to die, don't hold me back."

"The situation has come to this, and this is the only way we can survive."

The eight Chaoyang Sect cultivators were all reluctant, but in order to survive, they decided to temporarily obey Bai Zizhen.

Of course, they don't know the horror of this restriction. They think it is temporary slavery, but they don't know that it will last a lifetime and can never be broken.

Soon, the eight Chaoyang Sect Huashen monks all became Bai Zizhen’s slaves, and indirectly became Ximen Changqing’s slaves.

"Bai Zizhen, you have done a good job. Now, you can take the eight disciples of Transformation God back to the sect. After a while, I will go to Chaoyang Sect in person."

Ximen Changqing made arrangements.

"Master, now Chaoyang Gate is being watched, and my senior brother has been killed by the master. I am going back with these few goods alone. I am afraid that Chaoyang Gate will be gone soon."

Bai Zizhen was telling the truth. In this battle at Qingxi Canyon, Chaoyangmen, which was already weak, once again lost half of its high-end combat power.

If this matter is known to the hostile sect, they will soon take the opportunity to launch a final battle and completely destroy Chaoyang Sect.

"What you said makes sense. If Chaoyang Gate is destroyed, then my work will not be in vain."

Ximen Changqing frowned, took out a puppet beast in the middle stage of Void Refining, and handed it to Bai Zizhen.

"Here, this puppet beast in the middle stage of Void Refining can be worth your dead senior brother. In addition, I will send two sixth-level spiritual pets to accompany you back."

After Ximen Changqing finished speaking, he told Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin to help Chaoyang Gate guard the mountain gate for the time being, and to contact him in time if anything happened.

"Thank you, Master. With these powers, our Chaoyang Sect is not only not weak, but also slightly stronger than before. The enemy sect has also suffered heavy losses some time ago, so we should not launch an attack in the short term."

With the help of the mid-stage puppet beast and two sixth-level spiritual pets, Bai Zi was really relieved.


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