Chapter 415: Suppressing the Divine Origin Realm and Reshaping the Roshan Monster
"Since the old sect leader is not good at learning, how about giving this puppet to the master of this palace?"
The deputy palace master sneered.
Even he was very moved by a puppet at the level of the Divine Origin Realm.
Previously, the deputy hall master looked around and found that there was no danger nearby, so he naturally wanted to snatch the meat mountain monster.
After saying that, the deputy palace master looked at Mr. Paper Fan.
The latter looked at the deputy palace master and also sneered.
The two of them want to join forces to suppress the old master of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect!
Once successful, this powerful meat mountain monster will be in the possession of their Blood Demon Palace.
The old sect leader of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect changed his face and said in shock: "Deputy Palace Master, what do you mean?"
"Literally." The deputy palace master sneered.
The Paper Fan Master put away the paper fan and said: "Old Sect Master, you are only half-powerful, and the Roshan Monster is a truly powerful puppet. It would be too wasteful to put it in your hands. As the saying goes, a gentleman is more beautiful than a man, so why not...
You transfer control of the Roshan monster to our deputy palace master."
He further said: "In this case, you can also join our Blood Demon Palace, why not?"
"Our Blood Demon Palace is a three-star force. If you, the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect, join us, it is not an injustice."
Speaking of this, Mr. Paper Fan had a proud smile on his face.
"You are taking things by force!"
The expressions of the Supreme Elders of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect on those stone pillars were cold, and their eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
Boom!
The aura of the deputy palace master, the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, fully bloomed, turning into a terrifying storm that swept through the underground world, shaking the heaven and earth.
The twelve Supreme Elders were struck by the momentum and vomited blood on the spot. They fell from the stone pillars to the ground, their faces pale.
"Deputy Palace Master, you!"
The old leader of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect was very angry.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was pressed down by the deputy palace master's hands from a distance. His shoulders seemed to be pressed down by billions of mountains, making it difficult to move.
"Don't try to resist, otherwise, your Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect will be destroyed today, don't you think so, Mr. Paper Fan?"
The deputy palace master smiled proudly and turned to look at the paper fan man next to him.
Mr. Paper Fan nodded and persuaded the old sect master: "As long as you hand over the control of the Roshan Monster, we will all be the elders of the Blood Demon Palace from now on. Wouldn't it be great?"
"You... I still treat you as a friend, but you lead a wolf into the house, damn it!" the old sect leader roared, his eyes turning red.
"Give control, otherwise, I will kill you, erase the soul mark, and spend some time refining the meat mountain monster, the same thing will happen." The deputy palace master pressed forward step by step, and the heavy aura on his body was rising.
"Old sect leader, please hand it over!" The Paper Fan Master gently shook his paper fan and smiled slightly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Hateful!"
The old sect leader clenched his fists, his nails dug deeply into his flesh, his eyes were bloodshot, and he sighed: "It's all my fault for making careless friends and luring the wolf into the house. Damn it!"
He knelt on the ground and sighed.
The deputy palace master and Mr. Paper Fan stood there with indifferent expressions.
"You should think about it carefully," Mr. Paper Fan said with a smile.
"This is a control token. I can give it to you, but Ye Feng must be killed, and I want to do it myself!" In the end, the old sect leader of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect took out a simple token with a dejected look on his face.
"Very good!" The deputy palace master smiled.
He got this ancient order, his spiritual consciousness invaded it, and found that this thing could indeed control physical monsters.
He ruthlessly erased the soul mark left by the old master of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect, and then began to refine the ancient order.
Not long after, the deputy hall master discovered that he had a connection with the Roshan monster.
Countless fine threads began to emanate from the body of the Roshan monster, merged into the ancient order, and then entangled with the deputy hall master's soul.
"Eh! No, there's something wrong with this thing."
Suddenly, the deputy palace master felt a creepy feeling.
He was shocked to find that the silk threads emitted by the Roshan monster seemed to control his soul, extract the power of the soul, and lead it into the body of the Roshan monster. It was very vicious.
"Ha! It's too late."
The old sect leader of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect sneered.
He suddenly raised his head. The expressions of reluctance, frustration, regret, and other sorrowful expressions in his eyes were all fake.
At this moment, a terrible storm of evil energy erupted from his body, part of which poured into the body of the Roshan monster, and the other part enveloped the deputy palace master.
"Damn it!"
The deputy palace master raised the pressure of the divine realm to the limit, and the soul in the sea of consciousness began to glow, bursting out with a bright divine light, trying to cut through the strange threads of the meat mountain monster and himself.
"Soul-fixing needle!"
An evil young voice sounded.
The deputy palace master suddenly looked back, only to find that Mr. Paper Fan was holding a paper fan in one hand and holding a long purple-gold needle engraved with fine runes in his other hand. He easily penetrated his shield and penetrated into his eyebrows.
ocean.
"Master Paper Fan, you are a traitor!"
The deputy palace master only felt a sting in his consciousness. The soul-fixing needle, a top-quality spiritual weapon, broke through the soul's defense. Countless forbidden powers erupted in the soul, suppressing its power to 30% of its peak.
The pressure on his body suddenly dropped.
boom!
The old sect leader of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect straightened his back and hit the deputy palace master's Tianling Gai hard with a wooden staff. He was seriously injured and could no longer resist the devouring of the weird threads of the Roshan Monster.
"ah……"
The deputy palace master roared, his voice stern, "Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"
"You are about to be transformed into a brand new meat mountain monster, and you will also be the first guard of my sect master in the future. You can't even reincarnate, and you still want to let me go? It's just a fantasy!"
The old master of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect was very proud.
The Deputy Palace Master's soul is being devoured, and his physical strength is also disintegrating, and he no longer has the power to resist.
"I want to know why the dignified Mr. Paper Fan, the think tank and strategist of our Blood Demon Palace, is working for the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect?"
The deputy palace master looked at Mr. Paper Fan with confusion in his eyes.
Mr. Paper Fan, one of the elders of the Blood Demon Palace.
This person looks young, but in fact, he has lived for an unknown number of years.
After he joined the Blood Demon Palace, he has been famous in the Blood Demon Palace for his "resourcefulness" and is a think tank that even the chief palace master values highly.
Even though his cultivation level is not higher than the Spirit Sea Realm, he is good at calculations and deductions and has made great contributions to the Blood Demon Palace.
The chief palace master once said that he would pass on the position of master of the next generation of palace to Mr. Paper Fan.
Logically speaking, Mr. Paper Fan should not betray the Blood Demon Palace.
After all, as long as he continues to grow step by step, he will be the future chief palace master of the Blood Demon Palace, possessing countless dual cultivation cauldrons, and the person with the most respected status in the Blood Demon Palace.
betray?
Isn't that stupid?
Looking at the confused deputy palace master, Mr. Paper Fan put away the paper fan, held his hair with both hands, and gently flicked it.
Then, the complete hair cover was taken off.
A bald young man with a handsome appearance and a bit of evil charm suddenly appeared in the sight of the deputy palace master.
"Bald?"
The deputy palace master was even more confused.
He didn't know what the bald head meant, let alone why Mr. Paper Fan took off his hairband in public.
"We welcome the Paper Fan Prophet back to his throne!"
A voice full of respect rang out, and the deputy hall master looked around and saw the old master of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect and the twelve supreme elders all took off their cloaks, revealing their shiny bald heads, holding a wooden staff and kneeling on one knee.
Kneel down to Mr. Paper Fan.
"I am the Paper Fan Prophet, the son of the prophet who came to China from the prophet clan. My existence is to promote the prophet clan. Whether it is the Blood Demon Palace or the Sky-Devouring Demon Sect, I want them all!"
The paper fan man puts on the hair cover and regains his appearance as a handsome man.
He spoke in a measured tone, and stretched out his hand to make a fist, as if he wanted to take the whole world into his palm.
"The prophet family...it turns out that you are not human!"
The deputy palace master suddenly woke up and uttered his last words in the world.
Subsequently, his consciousness began to disintegrate and his consciousness became blurred until it completely dissipated.
Wow!
The deputy hall master's body turned into a torrent and poured into the shriveled meat mountain monster, causing it to regain its fullness, its aura gradually increased, and finally reached the level of the Divine Origin Realm.
Endless evil energy circulates in it, emitting an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
"rise!"
The old master of the Heaven-Eating Demon Sect waved his wooden staff, and the eyes of the Roshan monster glowed with the light of wisdom, as if it had come to life.
It glanced at the paper fan on the ground, and could feel the bond and supreme pressure from the depths of its soul, and quickly knelt down on one knee to express its submission.
"Finally it was a success."
The Paper Fan Master gently shook his paper fan, with a wicked smile on his lips.
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