The four-headed soul slowly crawled out from the soul.
It has a body, hands, and legs. Except for the fact that the shoulders are a little wider, from the physical point of view, it seems to be no different from a normal soul.
But why does this soul have four heads?
Zhao Baijiao asked in a low voice: "Sister, has Cao Yilang seen this thing before?"
Xia Hu was a little unsure: "Cao Yilang...it's hard to say, maybe Lu Changshi has seen him before."
"Don't lie to me," Zhao Baijiao shook his head repeatedly, "Lu Changshi has definitely never seen it, and I'm afraid Shangguan Zhongzai has never seen such a thing!"
Xu Zhiqiong carefully observed this strange ghost, and Xia Hu thought for a long time: "Could this be the disciple of the evil star? The evil star's spells are very strange and can make people grow strange things."
Nie Xing's technique can indeed make people grow strange things on their bodies.
If this soul is really the product of the evil star, it proves that this soul is normal. Originally there was only one normal head, and the remaining three were grown later.
Inferring from this, then only the original head should have intelligence, and the other three are just decorations.
Is this really the case?
Xu Zhiqiong asked: "What is your last name?"
"Uh~"
"Ah~"
"Woo~"
"Cackle, cluck, cluck~"
Each of the four heads made a sound, but none of them could speak.
Seeing their different expressions and voices, Xu Zhiqiong suspected that all four heads were intelligent.
Is it possible that there are four souls sealed in this soul?
Xu Zhiqiong stared at the four heads for a while, then pushed the second head to the side with his hand.
Xia Hu shouted: "Why did you touch him? Do you know what was on him? I'm sorry, you touched him, you are not allowed to touch me today..."
"Ah! Ah!"
Xu Zhiqiong pushed the head hard, and the head let out a cry of pain, turned around and wanted to bite Xu Zhiqiong's hand.
Zhao Baijiao shouted: "Ma Lang, stay away, don't let him bite you, who knows if this thing is poisonous or not!"
Xu Zhiqiong quickly stopped his hand and was not bitten.
He saw a slight gap between the first head and the second head.
Just when the second head was struggling to bite Xu Zhiqiong's hand, Xu Zhiqiong saw the slightest gap.
Xia Hu seemed to have noticed the gap.
"It's not like there are four heads growing on one soul," Xu Zhiqiong looked at the huge soul and murmured to himself, "It seems like four souls were sewn together."
Upon hearing the word "seam", Zhao Baijiao opened her mouth, but could not close it for a while.
Xia Hu didn't quite believe it, so he came to Xu Zhiqiong's side and pushed the fourth head hard with a folding fan.
She used much more strength than Xu Zhiqiong, and the head struggled hard.
Xia Hu could see clearly now. When the fourth head struggled, his body was slightly separated from the body of the third soul, allowing Xia Hu to see the gap between the souls.
Not only can you see the gaps, but you can also see the threads and stitches in the gaps.
Xia Hu said in astonishment: "They are really sewn together."
Four souls were sewn together!
Souls can actually be sewn together?
Are they all conscious?
To put it more professionally, do these four souls have souls?
Although these four souls have almost lost their faces, they can respond to external stimuli.
When Xia Hu pulled two of the souls hard, they could make expressions of pain.
This seems to be stronger than Liang Xiaoen's soul.
They definitely have souls, the key is how many of them there are.
"Madam, torture each soul one by one to see how they react?"
Xia Hu threw out the thread, grabbed the first soul, and tore it back and forth.
The soul's facial features were distorted and its expression was extremely painful.
"Uh, uh..." After two moans, a murderous aura rushed towards his face.
Zhao Baijiao shivered and murmured: "This level of cultivation is not low."
This is the soul of a cultivator of the Tao of Killing. Judging from its appearance, he must have been at least a fifth-level cultivation level during his lifetime.
Think about the performance of that giant tiger again. It knows every skill and should indeed be at the fifth level.
Xia Hu threw away the thread and went to torture the second soul.
The second soul also had a painful expression, and after a while, it smelled like burnt smoke.
This is the remnant of the Qi machine of Shengdao. This soul has the cultivation of Shengdao.
Torture the third soul again, and the third soul will only make a pained expression without any reaction.
Which cultivator is this?
Xia Hu then tortured the fourth soul. This soul also had murderous intent. It was not strong, but the murderous intent spread over a wide range. It was obviously a military practitioner.
Zhao Baijiao said in astonishment: "I have learned a lot, I can sew souls together, and I can also sew so many skills!"
Xu Zhiqiong also gained experience.
This is how this tiger’s cultivation level actually came about!
Do these four souls each have a soul?
If they all have souls, it will not be easy to keep these four cultivators in sync.
What kind of cultivator is the third soul?
It should be domineering!
Which one of them is the conductor?
How do they communicate with each other?
What material was used to sew them together?
Can I still act alone after being separated?
If you want to know the answer, there is only one way to separate these four dead souls.
Xu Zhiqiong controlled the Yuanyang Blade and reached between the two souls to cut the thread that sewed them together.
"Ah~wuwu~"
The two souls screamed at the same time. Xu Zhiqiong sensed something was wrong and quickly took back the Yuanyang Blade.
He didn't feel sorry for these two dead souls, he just noticed something was wrong with the Yuanyang Blade.
A crack appeared on the edge of the Yuanyang Blade!
It just made contact with the string, and a crack actually appeared!
Xu Zhiqiong fumbled with the Yuanyang Blade for a while. It was one of his favorite weapons. Now that he was injured, Xu Zhiqiong felt very distressed.
What is the thread that sews the soul together made of?
Xu Zhiqiong took out the Star Iron Halberd, and he had to take out the string and take a look today.
Xia Hu stopped Xu Zhiqiong from the side: "Don't use brute force, let me try."
In any sewing craft, there are bound to be knots.
Xia Hu was proficient in needlework, but she did not dare to touch the soul with her hands. Instead, she threw out two steel needles and controlled them with silk thread, carefully testing between the souls.
"Uh, uh~"
"Woo, woo~"
During the temptation, the soul kept humming.
Xia Hu quickly figured out the stitches.
"The four souls are sewn together from one rope. The craftsmanship is quite exquisite!" Xia Hu found out where the knot was between the third soul and the second soul.
Xia Hu carefully teased the two steel needles, and with a lot of effort, Xia Hu untied the knot.
After untying the knot, Xia Hu pulled twice with a steel needle, and the thread slowly began to loosen.
"Ke~ke~"
"Ah, ah!"
Four souls, with different voices, shouted together.
Xia Hu gradually exerted her strength and the string was slowly pulled out.
After pulling out eleven or twelve feet, all the stitches between the first soul and the second soul were removed, and the first soul collapsed on the ground.
He has one hand and one leg.
His body remained motionless and his expression lost.
The cry of "uh, uh" disappeared, but the murderous aura in his body was still there.
There is no soul in this killing soul.
His expression, his screams, and his actions are all controlled by the threads that sew him together.
The other three souls only had one hand and one foot left. They stood with difficulty, and their screams became more and more shrill. Zhao Baijiao was forced to cover her ears.
Xia Hu continued to pull the string, and the string was pulled out more than ten feet. The stitches between the second soul and the third soul were torn apart, and the second soul collapsed on the ground.
It was the same as the first soul. He was motionless and expressionless. His anger was still there, but his "Ahhh~" cry was gone.
This soul has no legs or hands, and judging from his reaction, he has no soul either.
There were still two souls left, their withered and hollow facial features were completely distorted, becoming more ferocious, and their shrill screams were even unbearable for Xia Hu.
Xu Zhiqiong quickly stepped forward and used the power of imagery to help Xia Hu seal her ears.
Xia Hu continued to pull the string and pulled out another seven or eight feet.
The stitches between the third soul and the fourth soul were removed.
The third soul, without arms or legs, fell to the ground.
The fourth soul had one leg and one hand, but he also fell to the ground.
The soul that originally had four voices now has only one voice left.
"Woo, woo~"
The fourth soul, the soul of the military cultivator, cannot move. Like the other three souls, he has no soul.
But the third soul is still roaring.
He had no arms or legs and could still move. He kept rolling on the ground and making screams of strength.
This soul has a soul.
These four souls share this one soul.
Is this soul a domineering cultivator?
Why does the soul have no domineering power at all?
Xu Zhiqiong was thinking about how to torture the dead soul, when Xia Hu picked up the string.
"What exactly is this……"
Halfway through the words, Xia Hu trembled all over and collapsed on the ground.