Hearing the Master of the Demonic Sound Sect begging for mercy, Shu Han's murderous intention disappeared.
There are still people in the world who are so afraid of death that they are willing to live as other people's pawns!
Shu Han thought for a moment and felt that even though he had a deep grudge against the master of the Demonic Sound Sect and would soon kill him, it would be good to completely control the Master of the Demonic Sound Sect and make him his loyal lackey.
So Shu Han said: "Okay, since you said so, open your mind completely and let me plant a restriction deep in your soul. In this way, I can make you fly away with just one thought."
Hearing this, the owner of the Demonic Sound Sect, who had been so nervous that Shu Han had been banned just now, hesitated, but this hesitation immediately dissipated when Shu Han snorted angrily.
The master of the Demonic Sound Sect values his life more than anything else. His guarded mind slowly goes away, and his defenseless soul is revealed in his Nascent Soul.
Shu Han was just about to plant a restriction in his soul, but suddenly the restriction was bounced away by a sudden force.
Shu Han was startled and had murderous intentions.
But before he could take action, the mysterious silver wedge text actually flowed out of a wisp of supreme demonic energy from the depths of the Demonic Sound Sect's Nascent Soul, turning into chains that directly trapped the Demonic Sect's Master's Nascent Soul and soul.
.At this time, an old humming sound came from the depths of his Nascent Soul.
"How can the container I selected be contaminated by others?"
Hearing these words, Shu Han was so frightened that he trembled all over. He quickly threw away the Nascent Soul of the Master of the Demonic Sound Sect and stood ready with the Chiming Ancient Sword in his hand.
When the master of the Demonic Sound Sect heard this, he didn't pay attention to the meaning of the words, and shouted in surprise: "Your Majesty! Help!"
At this time, the shadow of an old man floated out from the depths of the Nascent Soul, the master of the Demonic Sound Sect.
The old man had kind eyes and a kind look on his face, and said to Shu Han: "This little friend, this person is the container I have chosen. Please give me some sympathy and let this person go. If you have the opportunity in the future, I will
There will definitely be heavy gifts given to you.
container?
Shu Han squinted at the phantom of the Supreme Master in front of him, thinking that this was probably the mark left by the mysterious Supreme Master to protect the master of the Demonic Sound Sect at a critical moment, and it was not the real arrival of the Supreme Master. This was just like Tai Lun.
It is the same mark that the sect leader planted on Shangguan Ruolin.
With this Supreme Mark, it is almost impossible to conquer the Demonic Sound Sect Master, the only option is to obliterate him!
Shu Han's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was ready to ignore the phantom persuasion of the Supreme Lord and directly kill the Demonic Sound Sect's leader. Anyway, after killing the Demonic Sound Sect's leader, the Supreme Being who was far away in the interlayer of time and space didn't know who did it.
However, upon observing Shu Han's murderous intention, the shadow actually reacted.
"Do you really want to offend me? Have you ever thought about the price you will pay for doing this?"
Hearing this, Shu Han was shocked.
This is not a mark shadow!
It’s a projection of consciousness!
Otherwise, how could we respond in time?
Shu Han cupped his hands and said: "Senior has a lofty realm. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely ask my senior for advice face to face. As for the price I will pay, I don't care. I will kill this person. I will do whatever I want, senior!"
"Okay. Very good."
The old man said without joy or anger: "It is a good thing for young people to be young and energetic, but it is easy to be broken if they are too strong. I can't bear to see a promising young man ruined in my hands in the future. Since my heart has been changed, little friend
It’s decided, I don’t want to waste any more words, so I’ll just give this container to my little friend.”
As he spoke, the old man's shadow slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.
When the master of the Demonic Sound Sect saw this scene, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst.
"Your Majesty! Save me, Your Majesty! I don't want to die yet, I can't die!"
After the phantom of the Supreme Lord dispersed, Shu Han no longer gave the Demonic Sound Sect Master any more time to say anything, and directly opened his otherworldly one-eye, and a ray of purple light hit the Demonic Sound Sect Master Nascent Soul!
Now that the Lord's restriction is buried in the Nascent Soul of the Demonic Sound Sect's Master, Shu Han never dares to conquer the Demonic Sound Sect's Master and directly chooses to obliterate his soul, leaving the pure Nascent Soul's body.
The soul of the Master of the Demonic Sound Sect quickly decomposed under the one-eyed gaze. In the end, the Master of the Demonic Sound Sect, who had brought trouble to the North of the Clouds for thousands of years, finally died, and his unwilling will turned into nothingness under Shu Han's one-eyed gaze.
The Yuanying that has lost its soul is like a corpse, its crystal luster disappears, and the Yuanying's lifelike face gradually solidifies, like a sculpture. Shu Han summons it, holds it in his hand, and uses Qingling to improve his eyesight and special powers.
Jie Dueye carefully examined it and found that the restrictions placed by the Supreme Master disappeared together with the soul of the master of the Demonic Sound Sect, leaving behind only the pure Nascent Soul that contained a large amount of Nascent Soul power.
"This is a good thing! It is comparable to the Nascent Soul Essence of Yingtian Realm."
Shu Han carefully put it away, thinking that Linlin had not yet broken through the Nascent Soul. If she could absorb the pure Nascent Soul in the middle stage, with Linlin's talent, she might be able to cultivate it into the Nascent Soul immediately.
But what the Supreme Lord said made Shu Han couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"The Master of the Demonic Sound Sect is his container?"
"A container for what?"
"He said he gave me this container. Does that mean he has other containers?"
Shu Han was thinking a lot in his mind, always feeling that this mysterious Supreme Master was making a big move, but Shu Han still didn't know what the chess game was.
…
Clouds in the sky, the demonic realm of Rakshasa.
The Rakshasa Demon Realm is a sect that is feared by everyone in the clouds and heavens. It is the most feared demon sect in the human world and is also the holy land of other demon sects. The Rakshasa Demon Realm is located in a corner of the clouds and the sky, with hundreds of steep peaks thousands of feet high like a mountain.
With the long sword standing on the tree, the mountain peaks are filled with rich evil energy, just like purgatory on earth.
Farewell to Yingying, a monk in the middle stage of Da Yun Zhi Nan. She is a famous female cultivator in Dayun Nan. Her appearance is stunning and her talent is enviable. She completed the Golden Dao at the age of three hundred and entered the middle stage at the age of seven hundred.
There are countless suitors in the south of Dayun. But Yingying’s heart is as high as the sky, and she will not be noticed by anyone who is not in the Nascent Soul stage.
But at this time, Bie Yingying, who was usually arrogant and domineering, showed an expression of being desperate for life rather than desperate for death. Her pretty face was pale, there was a magic mark carved on her forehead, and her eyes were ashen.
At this moment, she was stripped naked, and her tender white body was covered with scars left by vigorous kneading. She was hung up helplessly, and the heartbreaking pain spread all over her body from below, as if an evil dragon had penetrated her body.
He took her body and robbed her of everything.
She couldn't remember how long she had been kidnapped here, but every minute made her feel like a year.
Suddenly, an old voice came to her ears.
"Mogan, come here."
Bie Yingying didn't know who the voice belonged to, but she immediately felt that the person behind her was increasing his plundering force.
In the end, Bie Yingying's eyes turned white, and with the joy of relief, she was completely exhausted and died in humiliation.
At this time, the man who was hidden behind Bie Yingying's body came out wrapped in a robe. He looked very delicate and even more beautiful than the woman. He glanced at Bie Yingying's body without pity and said coldly: "It's not special.
The female cultivators I cultivated are so useless, but I’m counting the time and it’s almost time for the Tianque Sect to pay tribute to the cauldron. I wonder how long I can use it this time.”
Then the man waved his hand casually, and Bie Yingying's body was burned to ashes in a flash of enchanting green light.
After the man was neatly dressed, he walked into a special secret room, knelt down on one knee, and respectfully shouted: "Junior Mogan, please see your senior. I wonder what your senior's instructions are?"
The shadow of an old man is revealed on the altar in the secret room.
"The container I selected in the North of the Great Cloud was destroyed by a junior. Counting the time, it is too late to cultivate another one. You can go down to the door and help me choose a suitable container."