"Johnson, stop talking nonsense, today, you will only die!" Ximenyu said.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! It's such a big toad, and its breath can blow an airplane into the sky." Johnson laughed disdainfully.
Ximenyu hummed unnecessarily. This Johnson was probably over fifty years old, and he was only one level better than Ximenyu. If Ximenyu wanted to kill him, I doubt he would be able to kill him. Anyway, if Ximenyu wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, this Johnson would definitely die.
But Ximenyu is not in a hurry to take action, because Ximenyu is still waiting. Ximenyu wants to kill their sect leader Johnson in front of all the Yunmen cultivators, and now, many cultivators are coming.
"Johnson, if you take off your pants obediently and surrender, and become my subordinate and my loyal dog, I might even spare you." Ximenyu said, do you still have to take off your pants when surrendering? I really don't know what the logic is.
"Ximen Yu, you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for being cruel."
"Really? Tell me about your cruelty. Are there any methods that are more cruel than mine? Later I will pull off your pants and spank your butt."
"I will cut you into pieces."
Johnson rushed towards Ximenyu.
"The sky is round and the earth is round!" Johnson shouted.
Ximenyu suddenly felt that the air around him was contracting. The oppression made Ximenyu feel a little uncomfortable, making Ximenyu's movements extremely difficult.
"A couple of times!"
"Go to hell."
"Whoops!" Johnson slashed his hand, and an invisible sharp weapon that seemed to be condensed from air stabbed Ximenyu, and Ximenyu was compressed by the air and unable to move.
"Drink!" In an instant, Ximenyu slashed with the Black Panther's heavy sword, and the compression on his body disappeared in an instant.
"Hmph, you can trap me."
"Ah!" Johnson was shocked. Ximenyu's strength was beyond his expectation, and he broke his famous stunt with one move. He is a person who can play with the air in his hands.
Ximenyu looked around and saw that there were already thousands of cultivators coming.
It seems that most of the cultivators in the entire Yunmen are here, so Ximenyu is too lazy to delay any longer.
Ximenyu wanted to make a quick decision and kill Johnson as quickly as possible. The faster and more swiftly he killed, the greater the shock to this group of people.
Ximenyu shouted: "Dear Yunmen practitioners, my name is Ximenyu, and many people must know me. Today I am going to kill your sect leader Johnson. From now on, this territory of the Koryo Kingdom belongs to me.
Ximenyu’s.”
"Ximenyu, I don't know whether to live or die!" Johnson gathered his strength for the second time and wanted to kill Ximenyu with one move.
"Hmph!" Ximenyu hummed and waved his hand, and three silver needles flew out.
Ximenyu used his mental power to control the silver needle, and his speed reached the extreme.
"Phew!" The silver needle controlled by Ximenyu pierced Johnson's body in the blink of an eye, and of course it hit his dark hole.
Johnson suddenly felt a little dizzy and his eyes were dazzled.
"Johnson, let's get on the road!" Ximenyu exploded Johnson's head.
This Johnson is so easy to deal with, much easier than Ximenyu expected.
"ah!"
Nearly ten thousand cultivators around saw the sect master die in the blink of an eye. They were shocked and couldn't believe it.
Everyone originally wanted to see how Ximen Yu died, but in the end, what they saw was how the sect leader died.
"Hahaha! Get out of here, before I go on a killing spree, get out of here. Go back and tell Sun Soul and Super Power Academy that this is my Ximenyu territory."
After reacting, the Yunmen practitioners immediately flew away. Even the sect leader was killed by Ximen Yu in the blink of an eye, let alone them.
"Wait a minute, Ximenyu, if you want to establish your power, how can you do it without people? I have a way to make these people loyal to you." Wan Jun said suddenly.
"Ah, it's true!"
"Well, you should ask everyone to stop running away first!"
"Okay!" Ximenyu immediately exuded huge mental power and immediately stopped everyone.
"Holy shit!" Ximenyu's mental power was consumed by 90% in one go. After all, there are 8,000 cultivators here. Ximenyu instantly used his mental power to make them forget to escape. Most people would definitely not be able to do this.
Arrived.
Wan Jun praised: "Ximen Yu, yes, your spiritual power is very strong. If it is strengthened to the point where it gathers into a sea, you will have the consciousness to scan and become a strong person who cultivates immortals."
"Senior Wanjun, I have expended 90% of my mental energy right now. After a few minutes, these people immediately recovered and fled in all directions. If you have any ideas, please tell me immediately." Ximenyu was anxious. He felt a little dizzy now.
I feel dizzy because I have used up too much mental energy.
"Well, a few days ago, you gave me a broken soul from a contemporary, and I used it to make up for my missing soul. But there are still many leftovers that I can help you use to control cultivators, but this control
It's completely different from using your mental power to control me. This is completely surrendering to you from the soul."
"Ah, so good!" Ximenyu was shocked. If this is the case, Ximenyu will not have to worry about having no subordinates. These practitioners can all become Ximenyu's loyal subordinates.
"Well, if I let them incorporate a little information about the immortal cultivator's incomplete soul, they can completely submit to you and never betray you. You have also helped me a lot, so this can be regarded as me helping you!"
"Thank you, Senior Wanjun. Then, with your remaining incomplete souls, how many people can you make surrender to me?"
Wan Jun said: "It is only effective for cultivators, the quantity is within one million."
"Wow!"
"Okay, I can only help you with this one thing. Moreover, after helping you, I'm afraid I will fall into a deep sleep again, and it will probably take a long time to wake up. I have now introduced all the people with incomplete souls.
In your body, I have also passed on the method to you, it’s up to you.”
After speaking, Wanjun's voice became extremely weak.
At the same time, a powerful force, huge information, and other things were conveyed in Ximenyu's mind.
Wanjun used her own consciousness to pass it on to Ximenyu. Fortunately, Ximenyu's own mental power was strong enough. Just like a memory stick is big enough, the incomplete soul consciousness is a Trojan horse virus. Ximenyu must ensure that he is not poisoned before he can pass it on to Ximenyu.
Others, thereby infecting other people's computers.
Ximenyu used his own spiritual power to activate the virtual consciousness passed to him by Wanjun, and in an instant, the fragments of the incomplete souls were integrated into the souls of thousands of cultivators present.
When everyone came back to their senses, their thoughts and consciousness were completely different, and their souls told them that Ximen Yu was their master.
Ximenyu didn't know if it had any effect, so he ordered loudly: "Everyone, please return to your posts."
"Yes, Master."
All practitioners stopped running away and immediately returned to their posts.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Ximenyu laughed.
Now, the entire Yunmen belongs to him. These people are Ximen Yu's loyal subordinates and will never worry about betrayal. Unless some of them become immortal cultivators in the future, they can freely abandon the concept in their hearts.