"Okay." Dai Yun nodded.

"Brother, please listen to my method first. Although I don't know much divine pattern, I found some ancient books recording divine patterns on an island in the Endless Ocean. I know a little bit about this kind of thing. This divine pattern is connected to your soul, so not only can you not get rid of it, but even if your body explodes, it will have no effect."

"What should I do?" Did Dai Feng's face look like?

Self-destruction was the last move he thought of, but unexpectedly it was a useless move.

"The best way is to cut off the part of the soul connected to this divine pattern directly." Dai Yun narrowed his eyes.

"But this son hit the divine pattern on my chest, how do you cut it?" Dai Feng frowned.

"I can use a method to transfer the divine pattern to your arm and break it. But in this way, you will lose your left arm in the future."

"Cutting from the level of soul, even using immortal pills will be useless."

Dai Feng's expression was a little ugly.

For those who have experienced the second-decline in the Tribulation Realm, they have extremely strong self-healing ability after experiencing the life span. If there is a high-grade immortal pill, it is not difficult to revive the broken arm.

But if all the souls are cut off, it means that your soul will be completely gone.

Even if it grows out, it cannot cast spells or circulate spiritual energy.

"It's okay, start casting spells now."

Dai Feng spoke ferociously without thinking for long.

In the Luanfeng Sea, Qin Cheng repeatedly plotted against him, even captured his subordinates, rescued the pharmacist, and tied him up.

When did Dai Feng suffer such humiliation?

He was played with by Qincheng, whose cultivation level was far lower than that of himself, and was even locked up here, and his mission failed even more.

If you want to cleanse such a shame, the best way is to kill Qincheng with your own hands.

Now he is just thinking about revenge.

For this reason, being damaged is nothing, even an arm.

"Brother, then I'll start." Dai Yun sighed.

The endless ocean is no more than the upper realm continent. The grabbing of cultivation resources may not be as cruel as the continent, but the ability of the monks is not as good as that of the same cultivator.

It was like a divine pattern. I had good luck ten thousand years ago and met a divine pattern master who traveled around the world and helped the other party a little.

This divine pattern master carved three divine patterns on the spiritual boat of the Demon Sky Sect in return.

But professions like the Divine Pattern Master are rare in the upper world continent. If you want to encounter them again, you don’t know when.

With the personality of the elder brother, it is absolutely impossible to be trapped in the spirit ship for thousands of years.

As for destroying the spirit ship, it is even more impossible.

It is not easy to destroy the four divine patterns. Moreover, if it is destroyed with a strong force, Dai Feng will not be able to withstand the impact caused by the divine patterns one after another.

By using the secret technique, Dai Yun quickly pulled the repulsive god pattern carved by Qin Cheng to Dai Feng's arm, and then a flash of inspiration.

With a scream, blood splattered, and a spot arm flew into the air, and was quickly pulled back by the divine pattern.

Dai Feng fell to the ground in pain, his face twisted to the extreme.

It was not the pain caused by a broken arm.

A cultivator who has passed through the tribulation level would not be able to bear the pain of his broken arm.

Instead, the cutting of the soul is equivalent to tearing the soul apart, and the pain caused is too great.

"Boy, after you catch you, I will skin you and torture you for 100,000 years!"

Dai Feng roared to the sky.

Outside the spiritual ship, the Confucian scholars and others who heard the motive also flew in. Seeing Dai Feng's appearance, everyone was shocked.


Chapter completed!