Fairy

"The only ones who can call me, a cultivator of the true gang stage, a little baby are those monsters of the primordial spirit stage. Could it be that this senior hiding in the dark is also an old monster of the primordial stage?" Wang Xian's mind shook violently. He had a sore throat. He didn't expect that he would encounter other monsters in the primordial stage who were rarely seen in a century. He had already offended Fairy Zibing. If he offended another old monster in the primordial stage, wouldn't it There is no place to die, and he secretly told himself to be careful in what he said, and he must not offend the old monster in the Yuanshen stage hiding in the dark.

"Little baby, don't worry about it. Although the old man has stepped into the Yuanshen stage, he is only in the Jindan realm, which is far from the Yuanying realm. He won't take your body." A gust of wind blew, and the three in front of Wang Xian An old man dressed in gray with a face as pale as frost and a trembling body appeared outside the meter.

The Yuanshen stage old monster, Xuanzong's eldest husband Sun Yang, Wang Xian is no stranger to him, Gongsun Yang is the only one who escaped from the Yuanshen stage old monster who created the vortex on the ground in the secret Dao of the Refining Sect, and Wang Xian It was by virtue of the Hunyuan Pearl that he was lucky enough to escape there.

Wang Xian saw that Gongsun Yang's deadline was approaching, and said in a deep voice: "What orders do seniors have, Tang Chuan will definitely fulfill his mission."

Wang Xian knew very well in his heart that an old monster like Gongsun Yang must have something important to ask, and it is very likely that his life will not be able to support Xuanzong's disciples who came here and pinned their hopes on an outsider like himself.

"The old man's time is approaching, but it's a pity that he didn't condense into a Nascent Soul, so he couldn't escape that reincarnation, but the old man has a soul-attachment technique, which can entrust my soul to a living body for ten years. I hope you will go there within ten years." Xuanzong handed over my soul to the suzerain of Xuanzong." Gongsun Yang coughed twice, he took out his storage bag, handed it to Wang Xian and said: "I have wiped off the spiritual consciousness on it, and there is an old man in it from the refining tool. Zong snatched an ancient treasure spirit, three seventh-level magic weapons, fourteen sixth-level magic weapons, countless fifth-level magic weapons, and fourth-level magic weapons. There is also a pair of jade rings, which were given to my daughter Gongsun Xu There is also a copy of "Xuanmen Dunjia", a copy of "Xuanmen Formation", and the most valuable one is "Tianji Wuyu". The old man was able to step into the Yuanshen stage, which is from this book. Everything in it It all belongs to you, and the old man will transfer one tenth of the rest of this life's cultivation into your body, as for how much your body can absorb, it depends on your good fortune."

Out of respect for Gongsun Yang, Wang Xian was not in a hurry to check the storage bag, and saluted respectfully, saying, "Your junior will surely fulfill his mission."

"Very good! Very good! Very good!" Gongsun Yang coughed up a mouthful of blood every time he uttered a sentence. His whole body exuded a sun-like light, and the flesh and blood of his whole body vaporized, and his own cultivation turned into a wave of light, surging Entering Wang Xian's eyebrows, the souls in the body shot into Wang Xian's eyebrows in a string.

King Qin Guang's anxious voice passed to Wang Xian: "Master, it's not good. The souls pouring into the center of your forehead can only survive by absorbing your energy. According to Xiao Qin's estimation, these souls can turn the master's inhalation into a ghost within ten years. A mummified corpse. At that time, the owner will have no life, and those souls can look for other hosts again."

Wang Xian was sweating all over, and had a deeper understanding of the shameless treachery of cultivators, and cursed Gongsun Yang's seven generations of ancestors in his heart.

"Xiao Qin, what can I do to prevent Gongsun Yang's soul from sucking the energy in my body?" It was a matter of life and death, Wang Xian hurriedly sent a message to King Qin Guang.

King Qin Guang replied: "There is only one way, and that is to hook Gongsun Yang's soul to the first hall of Yama, and use the blood pool water to refine the puppet devil."

"Puppet devil, the previous puppet has died, and I just need a bodyguard. Well, let's turn this insidious and cunning Gongsun Yang into a puppet devil. He is unkind, and I am unrighteous. He asked for everything." There was a sinister look in Xian's eyes. He thought he was not a villain, but he was definitely not a bad person who would be bullied.

King Qin Guang manipulated the dark wind to hook the soul of Gongsun Yang, who was between Wang Xian's eyebrows, into the first hall of Yan Luo. Gongsun Yang's remaining spiritual consciousness screamed, and the dark wind threw them into the tumbling &#[-];