Young Master Zhou of Tianxuanmen had an unpleasant feeling in his heart and shouted angrily at the god-level disciple who was kneeling in front of Lin Fei.
"How dare you speak to my master in such a tone, it is simply treasonous!
Slap yourself immediately!"
Unexpectedly, after hearing what Young Master Zhou said, Zhuo Hu jumped up and became furious. He pointed at Young Master Zhou and started to curse.
After being possessed by the secret technique of the Puppet Thread, he had already developed a deep sense of surrender and worship to Lin Fei deep in his soul. How could he allow others to be even the slightest rude to Lin Fei?
"You..., you..., Zhuo Hu, how dare you betray our Tianxuan Sect, aren't you afraid of being severely punished by the sect's rules!"
Mr. Zhou was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
"Haha, not only Zhuo Hu, but all of you will betray the Tianxuan Sect soon. Don't worry, with me here, the Tianxuan Sect can't do anything to you."
Lin Fei showed a malicious smile towards Mr. Zhou.
"you!
You brave little thief! Tell me quickly, what kind of magic did you cast on Zhuo Hu!"
Mr. Zhou had a creepy feeling.
"Haha, can't you see, he worships me and voluntarily surrenders to me as a slave."
Lin Fei smiled softly, and at the same time, his thoughts moved.
In the sea of consciousness, densely packed puppet strings are thrown around like a torrential rain.
The expressions of those divine masters at Tianxuanmen changed greatly.
Thousands of red threads continuously penetrated their sea of consciousness, exuding a strange and terrifying aura, and forcibly entangled their soul bodies.
More than a dozen god-level masters were struggling desperately.
However, it doesn't help.
Lin Fei's consciousness was much stronger than theirs.
Moreover, Lin Fei has cultivated the secret technique of Puppet Thread to a very advanced level, and when it is displayed, its power is terrifying.
Less than a breath of time.
The dozens of divine masters from Tianxuanmen stopped fighting one by one, and their eyes became gentle.
Then, under the horrified gaze of Mr. Zhou, a dozen divine masters knelt down to Lin Fei at the same time.
"See Master!"
Everyone's attitude was very respectful.
"I have already said that it is not that difficult to make you people from the Tianxuanmen kneel down.
Look, don’t they all kneel to me?”
Lin Fei looked at Mr. Zhou and said with a slight smile.
"Sorcery! You are indeed performing sorcery!..."
That young master finally felt frightened.
In less than a breath, more than a dozen divine masters were completely surrendered and called master. For him, it was too weird and terrifying.
"You are so brave! How dare you use sorcery on our people from the Heavenly Revolving Sect!
OK! Just wait!
let's go!"
Young Master Zhou retreated, waved his hand, and wanted to leave with the people around him.
"Haha, let's go?! Is it possible? No one can leave."
Lin Fei laughed.
"stop!"
Lin Fei's dozen or so God Realm slaves blocked Mr. Zhou's retreat as they moved.
"Bold, you...do you really want to confront our Tianxuanmen!"
That Zhou Shao looked fierce and was very angry.
"Now, it's your turn.
You, kneel down for me too!"
Lin Fei showed a strange smile to Mr. Zhou, and then suddenly shouted.
The densely packed puppet strings attacked Mr. Zhou's sea of consciousness.
"you dare!"
When Master Zhou knew that Lin Fei was going to use magic on him, he was so frightened that he screamed.
&
nbsp;Boom!
A purple shield suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, emitting powerful soul energy, and actually blocked the puppet strings that penetrated his sea of consciousness.
Obviously, this is a divine soul magic weapon at the level of gods.
"Haha, this is the magic weapon left to me by my master, which is designed to defeat all spiritual attacks!
Little thief, your magic is of no use to me!"
That young master Zhou found out that the purple shield was useful. He felt confident and laughed ecstatically.
"Oh, is it so?"
Lin Fei smiled jokingly.
How could it be possible for Lin Fei to be possessed by a mere spiritual magic weapon?
You know, Lin Fei has almost more than 10,000 god-level magic weapons in his body!
In the world of gods and humans, in the inner world of Samsara Mill, Lin Fei obtained thousands of divine magic weapons left behind by the Sword Emperor.
Later, in the dark world, nearly 10,000 divine magic weapons were obtained from those thousands of divine corpses.
Among so many divine magic weapons, some are divine soul magic weapons.
Lin Fei waved his hand, and dozens of god-level soul magic weapons flew towards Zhou Shao, emitting powerful soul energy, and jointly suppressed the purple shield in Zhou Shao's sea of consciousness.
Dozens of cases, suppress one.
It's easy of course.
In an instant, the purple shield was forced to retreat and was overwhelmed.
The red puppet strings took the opportunity to wrap around Mr. Zhou's spirit body.
"Ah! No, let me go!
Okay, I admit, I went a little too far before.
In this way, I will no longer hold you responsible for anything and write it off!
I can even compensate you with a sum of money!"
Young Master Zhou was so frightened that he shouted at Lin Fei in a pleading tone.
However, Lin Fei ignored him at all.
Less than a breath of time.
Young Master Zhou's eyes became gentle.
"See Master!"
He bowed respectfully to Lin Fei.
"Young Master Zhou, you..., what are you doing?!"
"No, Mr. Zhou seems to have been bewitched too!"
There are still a group of Tianxuan Sect disciples left in the field, all of whom are in the Heavenly Immortal Realm or below.
"Noisy!"
Young Master Zhou suddenly became furious, turned around suddenly, and swept away with a palm.
A giant palm flew across the sky.
Puff puff……
On the spot, there were more than a hundred disciples of the Tianxuanmen who were photographed into a pile of meat and died unexpectedly.
"Okay, don't commit too many crimes. I will accept all of these people."
Lin Fei smiled and used the secret technique of Puppet Thread again, throwing the red silk thread towards the remaining Tianxuan Sect disciples.
"See Master!"
In the field, all the disciples of Tianxuan Sect surrendered and paid homage to Lin Fei.
With a thought, Lin Fei teleported all the slaves, including Mr. Zhou, back to the slave tower.
High in the sky, only Lin Fei, the skinny old man, Wu Yilang, and Xiao Tian were left.
"Brother Xiao, the matter is settled. Why, I didn't cause you any trouble."
Lin Fei looked at Xiao Tian and smiled faintly.
Just now, at the critical moment, Xiao Tian never gave up on Lin Fei and the skinny old man, and always planned to protect the two of them, which made Lin Fei have some affection for him.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
Xiao Tian couldn't say anything at all, and stared at Lin Fei with extremely shocked eyes. His neck seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and he could only make weird screams.
From the time Lin Fei conquered the first god-level master of the Tianxuan Sect, to later, when he conquered the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, the time was actually relatively short. This whole process was completely completed by Xiao Tian.