God of Warcraft

Chapter 434 Saving the Soul Slave
Mo Ximing's attitude reassured everyone a little, Chilong was staring at him, Zhan Wuming saw some displeasure in Chilong's eyes, which meant that this old guy was only at the Zhanhuang rank now, It only needs one paw to slap him into a pulp, why bother to make so many things?But Zhan Wuming didn't bother to pay attention to Chilong's mentality, and the arrogance of dragons often didn't know how to use it.But Zhan Wuming is different. Although he has the body of Kunpeng, he has the mind of a human being.

"Let go of your soul!" Zhan Wuming floated in front of Mo Ximing, and said calmly.

Mo Ximing's expression appeared to be very respectful, and he knelt directly in front of Zhan Wuming, and then a cloud of thin mist quickly rose above the gate of life, and soon, this cloud of mist condensed into the shape of a villain, almost becoming The entity is the power of life and soul in the Void Yuan Realm.Zhan Wuming couldn't help laughing, a playful coldness flashed in his eyes.

Mo Ximing lowered his head respectfully, he couldn't see Zhan Wuming's expression, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel the imprint of Zhan Wuming's soul coming out, so he couldn't help being a little surprised and said: "Master, please brand the soul!" print……"

"Very good, it turns out that this is the life-soul power of a strong man in the Void Yuan Realm. It really is almost solidified, and one more step will make him a Yuan Ling." No emotion could be heard in Zhan Wuming's voice.

Mo Ximing heaved a sigh of relief, but he cursed secretly in his heart. He forced out the source of the soul of fate, but the other party was there frictionally admiring the shape of the soul of fate, but he didn't dare to have any opinions.

"Okay, relax your mind, I'm going to imprint my soul!" Zhan Wuming reminded again.

"Master, please go ahead!" Mo Ximing took a deep breath.As soon as he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, because he felt an extreme cold that almost instantly froze the almost black mist of life soul power that he ascended to the gate of life.Then a bone-piercing chill penetrated directly into his mind from Mingmen, and once it entered his body, it seemed to turn into countless ice needles, which not only penetrated into his blood, but also froze the sea of ​​​​qi in an instant. The primordial spirit seemed to be frozen in an instant, unable to function.

Mo Ximing cried out in shock: "You, what are you doing?"

"It's not you, I want to call Master..." Zhan Wuming's voice came over faintly, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, Master, what are you doing?" Mo Ximing asked inexplicably in shock, a blush appeared on his face that was originally as pale as death.

"Heh, just kidding with you, don't be so panic." Zhan Wuming lightly knocked on the frozen soul shadow above Mo Ximing's gate of life, and the soul shadow immediately turned into countless ice shards and scattered spilled.

Mo Ximing's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Wow, Mo Ximing, you are really powerful. Your soul is broken into pieces and you are still alive. What kind of cultivation technique is this? Tell me quickly..." Zhan Wuming is like a naughty boy laughed.

At this time, even Chilong saw something wrong. How could a person's life and soul be shattered and still alive? What is this Mo Ximing?

Mo Ximing's expression suddenly calmed down, and he struggled to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be frozen and turned into an ice sculpture, and he couldn't stand up at all. He suddenly remembered that he was no longer in the Three Tribulations of Void Origin He is a master, but he has proclaimed himself a cultivation base, which is only the battle emperor rank, and Kunpeng's extreme cold power has completely frozen him, and even his soul is almost frozen, which cannot be resolved at all. He even wants to move his fingers to take out the body. The runes can't do it.

"How did you find out?" Mo Ximing took a deep breath, knowing that it was a foregone conclusion, and there was no room for turning around, but he really wanted to know why Zhan Wuming was able to see the meaning of his Mo family's replacement soul. Law.

"How can a small method of replacing the soul be hidden from me? In fact, I just want to play with you and prove that you are from the Mo family. Now it is confirmed that you are indeed from the Mo family." , This method of replacing the soul is really only known by people from the Mo family! But unfortunately, I may be the only person who is not from the Mo family but also knows the method of replacing the soul. Mo Ximing Mo Ximing, you people from the Mo family like to play tricks and make up some unnecessary things. It's easy to calculate. Once my soul brand is branded on this substitute soul, then you can control this substitute soul in turn to control mine. Fate Soul, this trick is really neat." Zhan Wuming couldn't help laughing.

"You knew it from the beginning?" Mo Ximing's face suddenly became very ugly.

"Of course, I know from your name that there is no one in the Mo family who is not an expert in conspiracies and tricks. There is no one who is willing to submit to the Lord so easily. You shouldn't be so active. Of course, if you don't Brother, I know your Mo family's words too well, maybe you really follow your way. But now you have no chance, to be honest, I really want to control a member of the Mo family to come and see, to see what the Mo family is Not the real No. [-] family of soul control..." Zhan Wuming smiled playfully.After speaking, a ball of flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and a terrifying high fever instantly engulfed Mo Ximing directly in it.

"Ah..." Mo Ximing let out a long and miserable scream. The extreme cold in his body seemed to turn his internal organs into ice, while the flames burned his body outside. The scorching heat of the flames seemed to incinerate his body inch by inch.This kind of severe pain caused Mo Ximing to erupt suddenly. It seemed that the restraint on his body was instantly washed away by the desperate pain, his body could move suddenly, and a violent breath rose suddenly.

"That's what Ice and Fire Two Heavens were talking about..." Zhan Wuming laughed.Just when Mo Ximing's aura was soaring, a phantom quickly disappeared into Mo Ximing's gate of life. This time, Zhan Wuming no longer hesitated, and the two forces of Feng Shui outside his body suddenly condensed and turned into a Yin-Yang Tai Chi, A huge coercion emanated from the blood.

Kunpeng's bloodline is fierce and mighty, and all beasts are doomed. Even the red dragon retreated a few steps in shock, while Mo Ximing's body under Zhan Wuming's hands suddenly shook, as if he had suddenly entered some kind of nightmare. In the middle of the show, despair, panic appeared on the face... Various expressions of joy, anger, surprise, worry, laughter, or crying appeared one by one.The soaring aura in his body fell down again like a deflated ball in an instant.

After a long while, Moxi spit out a mouthful of black, and his body fell to the ground, while Zhan Wuming let out a long breath, and the ancient and domineering aura on his body gradually dissipated, and the group of beasts gradually returned to normal. A look of incomparable reverence looked at Zhan Wuming.This is the true supreme blood coercion, and this is their Master Kunpeng...

"Unexpectedly, the people of the Mo family are really not easy to control, and there is a patron saint curse in the soul of fate!" Zhan Wuming waved his hand to put away the flames on Mo Ximing's body, and the cold air flowed from him like dragon snakes. He rushed out of the seven orifices, and was quietly taken away by Zhan Wuming.

"Mo Ximing has seen the master!" Mo Ximing's expression was calm, but his face and eyes showed an incomparably haggard look, as if he had experienced countless nightmares just now, and even experienced several terrifying reincarnations. His aura lost all sharpness, but his eyes looked respectful towards Zhan Wuming.

Chilong stared blankly at Zhan Wuming and Mo Ximing, he didn't seem to expect Zhan Wuming to actually control this terrifying opponent, as for what method Zhan Wuming used, he was full of doubts , but against Zhan Wuming is a little more in awe.A war emperor can easily control the soul of a master of the Three Tribulations in the Void Origin Realm. How powerful the soul power is needed. Even if the soul is damaged, it cannot be compared with a Zhan Emperor, but this abnormality can only be attributed to Zhan Wuming's Kunpeng identity, who can have the supreme blood, and his soul must be very powerful, so this is possible. Easily control the soul of a master of the Three Tribulations Void Origin Realm.

"Return the souls of those soul slaves to their place." Zhan Wuming passed over the group of soul slaves, the ice and snow on the plain quickly turned into water vapor and melted, and the solid ice around the bodies of those soul slaves also quickly melted away, but At this moment, the soul slaves are like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, without any movement. Obviously, the transformation of the master's spirit makes them lose their orders and have no desire to attack.

"Yes, master!" Mo Ximing didn't disobey Zhan Wuming's order at all, and directly took out a weird jade bottle, squeezed out a few knot seals in his hand, and quickly spread a string of low-pitched but extremely penetrating spells. The entire plain was covered, and then layers of gloomy mist rose all over the sky, as if countless wraiths were wailing and screaming.But soon, the dense cold mist quickly submerged into the bodies of the group of soul slaves.Gradually the world returned to clarity, but those soul slaves became dazed again, looking around one by one, only to find that the countless monster armies around them had almost blocked all their exits.

Immediately, all the soul slaves became nervous and alert.But they found that these monsters didn't intend to attack, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"I am Zhan Wupeng, the supreme commander of the Orc Legion. I killed the Destiny Cultists, awakened your souls, and restored your nature. I will give you a new life and a chance to avenge your hatred." Zhan Wuming's The voice came out leisurely, full of bewitching, but also full of domineering.

There were bursts of low and noisy voices among the soul slaves. When they gradually recovered their memories, they all had different expressions, just like the group of soul slaves recovered by Zhan Wuming outside the green disk planet that day.However, Zhan Wuming didn't talk too much nonsense this time, he just sent out those soul slaves recovered outside the green disk planet, let them directly claim their acquaintances, and let them speak out from their own experience. Zhan Wuming is not in the mood for this kind of thing. Do it yourself, you have to raise tens of thousands of soul slaves by yourself, if these people don't want to follow you, just let them go.But Zhan Wuming's eyes turned to the direction of the big snow mountain in the distance. On the top of the snow mountain, he had seen a few figures, why they never appeared, what kind of power?Why did it appear on this blue star?

Zhan Wuming didn't want to leave any hidden dangers, so this group of people must be found. As for whether they are enemies or friends, he must absolutely control these people, because he doesn't want Kunpeng's identity to be known by some uncontrollable people.

"If you don't come out again, then what you will face is the wrath of my Warcraft Legion. No matter who you are, you have no time to think about it! Either come out, or fight!" Zhan Wuming descended leisurely on the top of the snow mountain, Chilong Follow closely behind him like his entourage.And his voice echoed in the various valleys of the snow mountain, causing many snow mountains to collapse, but Zhan Wuming didn't care about these, he only cared about who these enemies were.

The voice of Zhan Wuming just fell, and a group of people quickly flew out of the valley in the distance. These people were dressed in tatters, but they were clean and in good spirits. When they saw this group of people, Zhan Wuming Slightly relieved, there are only more than a thousand people, and the highest cultivation among these people is only a holy rank, and there is no threat to Zhan Wuming at all, but when his eyes fell to the end, one of them floated out When he was on the woman's body, his expression suddenly froze... He couldn't help but whispered: "Indus!"

(End of this chapter)