As he spoke, he used his hands to forcefully tear off Young Master Zuo's left leg, "This is for Senior Brother Lu!"
Mr. Zuo's face was twisted, and he was so painful that blood flowed from all his orifices. He remembered that he had said these words just now, but now they were repaid to him, and it was even more painful.
Click, he howled violently, but his right leg was torn off by Xia Chen again.
"This is to pay for the dead disciples of my Zhengxuan sect. It's really an advantage for you." Xia Chen said lightly.
He stepped on Mr. Zuo's chest, which was all that was left of him: "Mr. Zuo, you, this pseudo-she-monster, have turned into a human stick. Isn't it time to settle the score between the two of us?"
Mr. Zuo spat out a mouthful of blood and said in agony: "Xia Chen, how long do you want to torture me?"
"What? You can't help it anymore? Mr. Zuo, you really disappoint me. How come a great monk with the fifth level of supernatural power is not as tough as the King of Kings?" Xia Chen said sarcastically.
His spiritual thoughts turned into a sharp shovel, and he shoveled hard into Mr. Zuo's Dantian. He dug hard and immediately dug out a golden elixir that was still filled with blood and minced flesh.
Mr. Zuo screamed wildly, raised his body and shouted wildly: "My golden elixir! My golden elixir!"
The destruction of limbs is only a physical injury, and for the fifth level of supernatural powers, it is just pain, nothing more. But if the golden elixir is taken out, it means that all the essence of a lifetime of cultivation is gone.
In an instant, Mr. Zuo began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without the golden elixir, he could not even maintain his physical body.
At this time, he made a roaring sound in his mouth and couldn't even speak. His pale white pupils were wide open and his whole body was twitching. He was already close to death.
Xia Chen had no expression on his face. He pointed a finger and pierced his eyebrows, activating the Lost Heart and Soul spell.
After a while, a little man shrouded in black energy was pulled out by divine thoughts. It was Mr. Zuo's soul, and his memories were also brought out together.
Although Mr. Zuo is only a fifth-level magical monk, as the son of alliance leader Zuo Juran, he is likely to have some secrets or magical powers that outsiders don't know about. Mastering this is naturally very beneficial.
Mr. Zuo's soul was not seriously injured, but it was trapped by Xia Chen's spiritual thoughts and could not move at all. He could only look at Xia Chen with resentful eyes. If eyes could kill, Xia Chen had died thousands of times.
Xia Chen ignored him. His spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and instantly transformed into a small restraining formation that obliterated spiritual intelligence, trapping Young Master Zuo's soul. Then he stuffed it into the storage space with his backhand, and went to keep company with Emperor Wang Zhong.
As for Mr. Zuo's memory, it has been stored in his mind and can be recalled at any time when needed.
Looking at the stiff and lifeless body on the ground, Xia Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed Mr. Zuo's storage bag in his hand. Then he fired a flame and burned the "human stick" into green
cigarette.
At this point, this lifelong enemy has been completely killed by him. Even if the soul is still alive, it is just a walking corpse and can never recover.
Xia Chen suddenly felt an indescribable sense of joy and relief in his heart.
Killing Mr. Zuo was almost one of his biggest goals in life. Now that he has achieved it, how can he be so happy?
Suddenly, Xia Chen felt that his thoughts were clear and his consciousness was clear, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him, and he felt very happy. For a moment, he just wanted to sing loudly to express his happiness.
Whether it is cultivation or state, there has been a slight improvement, and the magical power cultivated has become more enlightened and deeper.
The road to spiritual practice is ever-changing and accessible, and all roads lead to the sky. It is not just about improving one's strength. Sudden enlightenment, entering concentration, and gaining access to one's mind can all allow people to make rapid progress and overcome bottlenecks in an instant.
It’s just that opportunities like this often come by chance but cannot be sought.
Xia Chen calmed down, turned around, looked at the Zhengxuan sect, and was about to speak.
"Lord Xia Chen, help me, spare my life, as long as you let us go, we are willing to hand over our soul blood and serve you as our master for the rest of our lives."
Suddenly, several screams rang out, followed by several pops and pops, and three figures fell from the sky in shock, kneeling directly beside Xia Chen. They were Mrs. Huaiyin, You Zhenglan and Zhao Fei.
The three of them had the strongest cultivation, so they also survived to the end under the pursuit of the four demon souls. However, as the number of monks in the Five Elements Killing Formation became less and less, until they were all killed, it was naturally impossible for the three of them to escape.
The fate of being killed and swallowed.
Seeing the most critical moment, the three of them had no choice but to surrender to Xia Chen together.
Although becoming a soul-blood servant is subject to lifelong restrictions, the master clearly knows any thoughts of the servant, and a single thought will make him fly into ashes and annihilate, and if the master dies, the soul servant cannot survive... It can be said to be absolutely unequal. But for
This is the only way to survive.
At least there is hope for survival. If you meet a good master, you may be able to unlock the soul blood restriction one day, but if you die, it will be over.
Xia Chen was startled, then waved his hand.
Four powerful demon spirits had already chased him close, but when they saw his instructions, they immediately stopped.
Xia Chen pondered for a while and said to Xu Qiankun: "Ancestor, these guys are not very evil. Although they attacked our Zhengxuan sect, they only have different stances. Why don't we let them exchange their merits and become my Zhengxuan sect?"
How about sending soul-blood slaves, they can also cover the disciples with weaker cultivation levels."
Xu Qiankun was in a daze. Not only did he have this expression, but others also had this expression.
Everyone just watched him kill Xue Lingshan, kill Wang Zhongdi, then release four level five monsters to kill everyone, and finally kill Mr. Zuo. Anyway, he killed all the way to the end, and finally forced several fourth-level ancestors of supernatural powers to kneel.
He kowtowed and begged to be a soul-blood slave, but he couldn't help but become speechless.
It was not a group of pigs, but six major countries. Dozens of elite monks from sects that were on par with the Zhengxuan sect or even more powerful gathered thousands of people. They attacked the Zhengxuan sect for two years, and there were also
Mr. Zuo is such a fifth-level powerful person.
However, in less than two hours, he was killed cleanly, faster than a butcher can kill a pig.
Looking at the four monster beasts staring at them with eager eyes, everyone suddenly felt dizzy and had a real and unreal feeling.
Xu Qiankun's face was blank, his thinking seemed to have come to a standstill, and he did not speak for more than ten breaths.
"Ancestor, are you okay?" Xia Chen couldn't help but ask when he saw his expression was different.
Xu Qiankun looked at him for a while, and then he woke up like a dream: "Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine, Xia Chen, what did you just say?"
Xia Chen's face froze, and he had to repeat what he just said again.
He is not unfamiliar with the method of controlling soul-blood slaves. As long as he is a second-level magical monk, he can master it. However, to become a soul-blood slave, both parties must be absolutely willing. Although he himself does not need it, if it is given to Zhengxuan Sect,
Then you must ask Xu Qiankun for his opinion.
Although Xu Qiankun returned to normal, he still had an unreal feeling when he saw several ancestors at the same level as him kneeling on the ground, pleading hard to become the soul-blood slaves of himself and others.
He tried his best to expel this feeling from his mind and said: "I have no objection. Since you said so, then do it."
Unknowingly, his tone was filled with great respect, and he subconsciously followed Xia Chen's words without even thinking.
This is not a sign of servility or a weak character, but a habit that has become natural.
In this world, strength is valued. When strength reaches a certain level, other people's attitudes will naturally change, and even their seniority and titles will increase accordingly.
In fact, no matter which world you are in, strength speaks for itself, but this other world is more direct.
Xia Chen looked at him and everyone else's eyes, and sighed in his heart, knowing that the past days were gone forever. Invisibly, he had opened a huge gap with everyone, and he could no longer be a Zhengxuan like before.
It is impossible to send ordinary disciples.
Of course, Chen Qiushui, Sun Li, Chen Lie and Fang Qiu are still the people closest to him, but if his power becomes stronger and stronger and the gap becomes wider, it will give people a sense of pressure.
When the pressure is too great, others will automatically stay away.
It's like on the earth where he lives, when he was a child, they were all naked playmates, and they were close to each other. But when he grew up, some people had successful official career and became provincial and ministerial-level officials, while others were still miserable.
There is no need to be deliberate, the differences will appear naturally.
It seems that we still need to find ways to improve everyone's strength. Only by improving the strength is the right way... Xia Chen thought to himself.
Since Xu Qiankun had no objections, others naturally had no objections either.
So Mrs. Huaiyin, You Zhenglan and Zhao Fei obediently handed over their soul blood, and Xu Qiankun planted a ban on them. After a spell was cast, the three of them became Xu Qiankun's soul blood slaves.
The three of them were considered to be enlightened, and they automatically stood with their hands down, standing behind the Zhengxuan Sect, not daring to cross in the slightest, waiting for their master's orders at any time.
Whatever status they have, they do whatever they do. It turns out that they are the ancestors of the fourth level of magical power, the top figures in the country, but that's just the original, isn't it?
Xia Chen activated his spiritual thoughts and fired several spells. Green light passed by him, and the surrounding scene suddenly turned like a mirror, and even the four huge demon souls turned into a ball of breeze and started to rotate.
In the blink of an eye, countless rays of green light converged into a spot of light from the sky, and then turned into a dark Dharma plate about the size of a foot and fell down.
This is exactly the Dharma disk of the Five Elements Ultimate Formation constructed with the Luo Sheng Pan.
Before appearing, Xia Chen silently opened up the formation, covering an area of 1,000 feet in an instant. With his level of cultivation, the cultivators in the alliance naturally didn't notice him, and thought he was alone, but in fact he was already in a fatal situation.
middle.
In the Five Elements Killing Formation, Xia Chen is the emperor who looks down upon the world and can control everything as he pleases.
Imprisoning Young Master Zuo and releasing the four pseudo-holy beasts was just a small test. The once aloof fifth-level monk with magical powers was now just a weakling that he could kill at will.
Moreover, with the isolation of a large formation, no matter how many people he kills, nothing will leak out. Even a fifth-level magical monk passing by the battlefield will only see tranquility.
"Xia Chen, when you come back this time, have you completed the mission of the Holy Fire Order?" Xu Qiankun asked.
Everyone else held their breath. Now Xia Chen is the pillar of the Zhengxuan Sect. If anything happens to him, everyone will feel unsure.