The best eye

Chapter 1131 Conquering the Qimen Medicine Venerable
Back then, Emperor Xuanyu used this powerful spear to kill more than ten demon emperors, but now Wang Feng has killed some reincarnation monks, which is considered overkill.

If these reincarnation border sea tribe monks are regarded as chickens, then the sharp gun is the butcher's knife.

"escape."

Wang Feng's combat strength was too terrifying. At this moment, these people saw the dead half-sage of Ziyun Kingdom, and felt the terrifying aura from Wang Feng's body. They killed more than a dozen people with one shot. Wang Feng's strength was no longer something they could resist. that's it.

"Don't even try to get away today." Seeing them fleeing in all directions, Wang Feng smiled slightly, and directly used the power of the rules to seal the void.

With the help of the power of rules, this is even more effective than the air-forbidden array. At this moment, everyone found that they seemed to have touched an invisible barrier. They could not escape, and they could not even use the space shuttle.

"Except for the Qimen Yaozun, Liu Yidao will leave the others to you." Wang Feng said, and walked to the Qimen Yaozun with one step.

"Old friend, let's meet again." Seeing that Qimen Yaozun wanted to escape, Wang Feng had a thought, and in an instant the power of the rules completely restrained Qimen Yaozun, making it difficult for him to even struggle.

"Who are you?" Qimen Yaozun shouted, feeling that he couldn't move anymore.

"Could it be that you don't know who I am?" Wang Feng clapped his palms while speaking, and took out the Duercao.

"So it was you." Seeing the Duercao, Qimen Yaozun understood everything, originally he thought that Liu Yidao was the one who robbed him of the Duercao, but he didn't expect this to be the one in front of him.

"For the sake of your eleventh-grade alchemy, I don't need to kill you. I can give you two ways now." Wang Feng said indifferently.

"Which two?"

"It's very simple. The first one is that you were killed by me. From then on, everything about you will disappear."

"What about the second rule?"

"The second rule is also simple. You hand over your natal soul and let me control you."

"I wonder if there is a third way?"

"Do you think I'm such an easy-talking person?" Hearing his words, Wang Feng's face darkened, and a terrifying breath directly crushed him: "There are only two paths, if you don't choose, I will send you there Die, I don't have that much patience to pester you."

"My Qimen Yaozun has gone through untold hardships to become an eleventh-rank alchemist. I will never be manipulated by you." Qimen Yaozun said, his tone was very decisive.

Being controlled by others is no different from him killing him. His Qimen Yaozun naturally has his arrogance.

What happened today was that he stumbled. He didn't expect these two people to be such tough bones. If he knew, he would never get involved.

It can only be said that he was blind this time, so that now his life and death are controlled by others.

"I just saw that it was not easy for you to grow to be an eleventh-rank alchemist, so I wanted to subdue you. If not, do you think you are still qualified to talk to me now?" Wang Feng sneered.

"Don't persuade, it's useless." Qimen Yaozun said, and then closed his eyes, as if waiting to die.

"You kindly persuaded him to surrender, but you are so ungrateful. It seems that you don't want to give you a little bit of trouble. You don't know how powerful it is." While speaking, Wang Feng took out the God Swallowing Jar.

After tearing off the seal, a cloud of magic mist enveloped Qimen Yaozun immediately, causing him to let out an inhuman scream in an instant.

At this moment, his flesh and blood were rapidly being corroded, and the painful feeling tormented his soul continuously, making him feel that living was even more uncomfortable than being dead.

"Even if I die, I will never let you manipulate me." Gritting his teeth, Qimen Yaozun almost squeezed out this sentence with his teeth.

"How could I let you die so easily? You made me spend so much extra spiritual stones to buy a Duer grass. I can't repay this 'favor'."

When Wang Feng opened his mouth, he didn't pay attention to the screams of this Qimen Yaozun. No matter how tough this Qimen Yaozun was, Wang Feng didn't believe that he was really not afraid of death.

"As long as you are willing to be my servant, this kind of pain will disappear immediately." Wang Feng said, his voice echoed in Qimen Yaozun's mind like it came from the mouth of a devil.

"Impossible, even if I die, I will definitely not let you succeed." Although Qimen Yaozun didn't want to endure this kind of pain, when he thought about the efforts he had made in his life to improve the level of alchemy, he didn't want to die from now on. Being manipulated and losing freedom.

If that's the case, what's the difference between him and being dead?

"It's not so easy to want to die. I know you are not willing, but you just need to remember that if you are willing to be controlled by me, you may become a twelfth-rank alchemist. Isn't this what you have been pursuing all this time?" something?"

When Wang Feng spoke, Qimen Yaozun was shocked.

Wang Feng was right. As an alchemist, Qimen Yaozun's biggest dream was to raise his alchemy level to the twelfth rank in his lifetime. Wang Feng said this in his heart.

"But how can I trust you?"

"Because I will refine the Ghost King Pellet, and I will become a genuine twelfth-rank alchemist. When the time comes, I will propose it. Don't you think you have a chance to be promoted to a twelfth-rank alchemist?"

"If becoming a twelfth-rank alchemist is as easy as you say, I'm afraid that all alchemists in the world will be twelfth-rank." Qimen Yaozun sneered, not believing Wang Feng.

"Whether you believe it or not, my words are here anyway, and if you want to live, you have to choose to believe me. I only give you 1 minute to think about it. If you don't give me an answer, then I think I can't keep you anymore."

Wang Feng's voice was very calm, and he never took back the magic mist. It would be a good thing if he could subdue an eleventh-rank alchemist for his own use.

And if this Qimen Yaozun still wanted to go his own way, Wang Feng would have no choice but to kill him. Anyway, he was an eleventh-rank alchemist himself, so even without this Qimen Yaozun, it would not affect him.

"You still have half a minute." After waiting for a while, Wang Feng found that the Qimen Yaozun hadn't spoken other than screaming, probably still thinking about it.

"How sure are you of becoming a twelfth-rank alchemist?" Gritting his teeth, Qimen Yaozun asked.

"Ten percent."

Wang Feng's response made even Qimen Yaozun look shocked.

"You only have the last ten seconds. If you don't give me an accurate answer, you will die." Wang Feng said flatly after glancing at Qimen Yaozun.

Wang Feng has a complete inheritance memory of a twelfth-rank alchemist. Now that his realm has been improved, he is left to refine the twelfth-rank alchemy.

Different from the eleventh-grade elixir, the materials for the twelfth-grade elixir are very difficult to find. Wang Feng has never been able to get them together so far, most of them are scattered.

"I can promise you, but if you can't help me become a twelfth-rank alchemist within ten years, then you have to let me go, is that feasible?" Gritting his teeth, the Qimen Yaozun said.

"Yes." Wang Feng nodded, and then he took back all the magic mist in the God Swallowing Jar.

Glancing at Qimen Yaozun who was covered in festering flesh and blood, Wang Feng said with a normal expression, "Hand over your natal soul."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Qimen Yaozun looked at Wang Feng repeatedly, and then patted his forehead after gritted his teeth.

"I hope you don't lie to me."

While speaking, a soul flew out from between his eyebrows, it was his natal soul.

The natal soul is the most important thing for a monk. Unless the monk voluntarily sacrifices it, there is no way for others to get it out. Even if he kills the other party, he cannot completely control the other party.

If not, why would Wang Feng waste so much effort.

Imprinting his own soul mark on the soul of Qimen Yaozun, Wang Feng felt a feeling in his heart in an instant, a feeling that he could completely control Qimen Yaozun's life and death.

This is a kind of master-servant mark, as long as Wang Feng wants Qimen Yaozun to die, he will not have the slightest heart to resist, because Wang Feng has an absolute soul suppression on him.

"Don't resist, wait for me to recover from your injuries." Looking at the man's flesh and blood festering, Wang Feng flipped his hands and took out the glazed green lotus tree in his dantian.

The emerald green light circulated on the glazed green lotus tree, not long after all the wounds of the Qimen Yaozun were healed by the Liuli Qinglian tree, making the Qimen Yaozun's eyes widen, showing an inconceivable expression.

In his opinion, this sapling is really miraculous, it healed all his injuries in just a few breaths.

"Give me the ghost king pill materials you collected." Wang Feng said after glancing at Qimen Yaozun.

"Yes."

Because Wang Feng has absolute suppression of Qimen Yaozun, so at this moment, Qimen Yaozun can hardly raise any thoughts of resistance, so he handed over all the materials about the ghost king pill in his space ring to Wang Feng, without any reservations .

In addition to these medicinal materials, Wang Feng also searched his space ring with his soul, and took out some medicinal materials that can be used to refine the twelfth grade elixir.

It has been a long time since Wang Feng became an eleventh-rank alchemist, so the next thing he wants to attack is a twelfth-rank alchemist. With his current soul power, he is already qualified to refine a twelfth-rank alchemy up.

After taking these things away, Wang Feng didn't touch Qimen Yaozun's interspatial ring, even some eleventh-grade pills inside, Wang Feng didn't touch them, and Wang Feng didn't touch the hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Although Qimen Yaozun has now become his servant, Wang Feng is not the kind of person who does everything. Qimen Yaozun is only one step away from a twelfth-rank alchemist, and Wang Feng plans to train him to be a twelfth-rank alchemist .

As long as he becomes a twelfth-rank alchemist, then he will truly become a cash cow.

"Do things for me well, and I guarantee you won't suffer." Wang Feng opened his mouth, and took out some jade slips in his hands.

"These jade slips record some experience of the twelfth-rank alchemist. Take it back and study it carefully, maybe it will be useful to you." Wang Feng said.

"The master means that you want to let me go?"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Qimen Yaozun asked in surprise.

"Although I am your master now, I will not restrict your personal freedom, what you were like before, don't even mention to others that you have become my servant, with my help, trust you You can become a twelfth-rank alchemist."

Having said this, Wang Feng paused for a moment, and then continued: "As long as you don't feel disobedient, maybe one day I will release my control over you."

"Thank you." Qimen Yaozun lowered his head as he cupped his fists at Wang Feng.

"Okay, you can leave first, you have nothing to do here." Wang Feng said, and with a wave of his hand, he released the restraint of the power of rules on the opponent.

Killing Qimen Yaozun is definitely not as effective as controlling him. Wang Feng felt that he had made the right move at this step.

"Wait." Just as Qimen Yaozun was about to leave here, Wang Feng suddenly stopped him.

"I don't know what else the master ordered?"

"Help me find these elixirs. If you find them, get them for me no matter what price you pay." Wang Feng said, and directly entered a ball of memory into Qimen Yaozun's mind. These are some twelfth-grade elixir The materials needed by Wang Feng.

"Yes." Qimen Yaozun nodded, and then his body turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared into the distance.

(End of this chapter)