Hu Haoran suddenly took out the soul-controlling bead, but Mo Qing's mind was completely attracted by this treasure. For a moment, his mind was relaxed and he had forgotten that there was a fatal threat beside him.
The moment she held up the soul-controlling bead, something unexpected happened.
This bead, which was originally emitting colorful rays of light, suddenly burst out with a gray light, and before she could react, it quickly passed between her eyebrows.
"ah……"
A shrill roar came from Que Moqing's mouth. She turned to look at Hu Haoran and said in disbelief: "You...you actually...refined...the soul-controlling...bead! Ah..."
At the same time, Hu Haoran quickly stood up, his majestic soul power surged again, and he desperately injected the soul control beads to control the strange sea of soul consciousness.
He was also gambling, because Que Moqing was not at the same level as him in terms of cultivation or mastery of the soul control technique. Therefore, this move was also very risky for him. If he didn't succeed, he would be doomed.
Que Moqing's soul consciousness set off a huge uproar. Although he was caught off guard by the accused soul bead, driven by instinct, he also gathered his soul power to resist.
Hu Haoran, on the other hand, kept making seals with his hands, with large beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, gritting his teeth and persisting.
…
Half an hour later, just when Hu Haoran could no longer hold on, Mo Qing's resistance suddenly dissipated, and then his delicate body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"Huh...huh... finally passed this level!"
Hu Haoran narrowly escaped death, breathing heavily and recalling what had just happened, with lingering fears.
He immediately took out a lot of elixirs, crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing, until... Que Moqing woke up.
"Where is this...Hu Haoran, you ungrateful villain, I...ah?"
Before he finished his sentence, a vague light flashed out of Hu Haoran's eyes, but he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He fell to the ground with his head in his hands and kept rolling. The roar shocked his soul.
After a while, Hu Haoran took back control of Mo Qing's soul power, and the latter gradually stopped screaming.
"Owner!"
But Moqing stood up and shouted to Hu Haoran expressionlessly.
"What kind of attitude do you have? Be happy and be sincere!" Hu Haoran raised a smile of victory at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, Master!" Que Moqing bowed and saluted. This time, with a smile on her face, she showed her majestic appearance.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Finally done, Hu Haoran roared loudly, with a look of endless arrogance and satisfaction on his face: "From now on, as long as you do things well for me, I will never treat you badly!"
"Thank you, Master!" Que Moqing bowed down.
"Also, please find an opportunity to put the soul-controlling bead back into its original position. When someone is present, I will still be your subordinate, remember?" Hu Haoran ordered.
"Yes, I will obey the master's instructions!" Que Moqing answered respectfully.
"Let's go!" Hu Haoran nodded with satisfaction and took the lead in getting up and walking. Suddenly, he added, "Also, come to my room to sleep tonight!"
"Yes, Master!"
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Divine Origin Territory, Great Wilderness Mountains, Emerald Valley!
In early winter, there is a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, dancing with her magical veil, sending bursts of biting cold wind. Everything in front of you is shrouded in a misty veil, even the rising sun shines through. A little red light.
On this day, everyone in the valley was doing morning exercises as usual. Only Ouyang Diewu, the little medical fairy, was riding a liger and swinging in the air, creating an orderly and peaceful atmosphere.
"Boohoo!"
Suddenly, several powerful breaths streaked across the sky, arriving from a distance, breaking the tranquility of the valley.
Just as the powerful man guarding the valley was about to stand up, Ouyang Diewu's voice sounded: "It's the leader of the alliance who is back!"
This clear voice came out, and everyone's nervous emotions had just calmed down, when Xiao Nizi suddenly exclaimed again: "Ah!"
Immediately, the whole person fell to the ground.
A beautiful figure in white clothes floated out from the valley and caught Ouyang Diewu. At the same time, her clear eyes looked forward. There, there was a man in black robe looking towards her.
Their eyes met, and thousands of words were lost in silence.
"Wan'er!" After a while, Zhong Zihao called softly.
"You're back?" The beauty nodded lightly, and a smile slowly bloomed.
"Has sister Leng Yan returned to the valley?" Zhong Zihao asked.
"No!" The beauty slowly shook her head, "I thought you would come back together."
Suddenly, there was some surprise in Long Ying's voice: "Hey, this liger is a bit special?"
Everyone followed her gaze and discovered that the liger was already lying on the ground, trembling all over, and peeking at the dragon son and dragon girl in the air from time to time.
Most of the powerful people in the valley were puzzled. Since this liger came to the Emerald Valley, they have never been afraid of anything, let alone a stranger.
Only Zhong Zihao and others understand that this is because it feels the pressure of the bloodline from the Dragon Son and Dragon Girl. The bloodline level of the demon clan is majestic, let alone the legendary top ethnic group like the dragon clan? At this moment, the performance of the liger beast is already considered
Very good.
"Sister Leng Yan hasn't come back yet?" Ouyang Diewu pouted with a look of complaint on her face.
"Xiao Wu, Sister Leng Yan promised me that she would come to Emerald Valley to see you after the matter is settled." Zhong Zihao smiled slightly and consoled me.
"How long do we have to wait?" Xiao Nizi obviously didn't believe it.
"I believe it will be soon!" Zhong Zihao could only reply.
After saying this, he looked at Wei Qinghan, Jiang Yuan and others who had just come out, and said: "Notify the senior officials in the valley that everyone should go to the meeting hall!"
"Yes, sir!"
The two of them were obviously not surprised at all. They seemed to be accustomed to Zhong Zihao calling everyone to discuss matters every time he came back.
Not long after, dozens of people gathered in the meeting hall. The senior officials of each hall would not be absent. Even Xiao Yuan, an old immortal, was bored and came to join in the fun.
As soon as Xiao Yuan arrived, his eyes were fixed on Long Chen and Long Ying, making the latter a little embarrassed and thinking: Who is this guy? Why does he look so wretched?
"These two are very interesting!" After a while, the old guy said this.
Everyone put their hands on their foreheads, eager to distance themselves from him, thinking that he could figure out some secrets, such as the mysterious origins of the brother and sister. Who would have thought that after so many years, this old immortal is still so out of character.
Zhong Zihao glanced at everyone one by one and nodded with satisfaction. After not seeing each other for such a long time, everyone has not fallen behind in their cultivation and has made great progress.
Lan Tianrui, Situ Miao, Mu Xuefeng and others are already at the peak of the void realm, while Wei Qinghan and the juniors Qian Ning, Xing Yilong and others are only one step away from the peak.
As for the warriors in the early and middle stages of the Void Realm, they are even more incomparable.
A smile appeared on his face, but what he said shocked everyone in the audience: "I will give everyone two months. At least half of the people present must break through to the immortal realm! Two months later