Futian swordsman

Chapter 32 Blood refining puppet

"This is a...!"

"He swallowed it directly..."

Yu Qiuhan shuddered fiercely.

An irresistible sense of fear rushed fiercely into the bottom of his heart, the depths of his soul.

"Whoa whoa-"

At that moment, Yu Qiuhan only felt cold all over.

He was terrified by this scene.

This sense of fear broke the limit of his soul's tolerance!

"Don't be so scared, it's just a death. Didn't you say at noon that you wanted to teach Ling Xi and the others?"

Chen Wuzhen smiled, then gathered the soul fire condensed from Futian's ancient scriptures, and directly enveloped Yu Qiuhan.

"no, do not want--"

"Chen Wuzhen, spare my life, spare my life!"

"Chen Wuzhen, I have many secrets, many opportunities, and many resources that I can give you—ah——Chen Wuzhen, you will die—"

Soul fire shrouded.

After Chen Wuzhen temporarily elevated to the Tianyuan Realm and developed soul coercion, Yu Qiuhan had no power to resist at all.

In the face of absolute strength, any struggle is futile.

Chen Wuzhen used the magic puppet method, combined with the soul fire of Futian's ancient scriptures, and used the soul fire refining tool and living blood to refine it in the autumn cold.

This process lasted for an hour!
And at this moment, Yu Qiuhan encountered torture like purgatory.

He was in so much pain that life was worse than death, but he couldn't die at all.

In the end, Yu Qiuhan lost all self-will, and truly became a puppet with a certain will, but like a walking dead.

"The level of the skill of the demon puppet is still too low. This puppet has no spirituality, and its eyes have no spirit. It is of no great use."

Chen Wuzhen stared at Yu Qiuhan for a long time before shaking his head in disappointment.

"Would you like to try to condense a 'killing sword intent' that contains my soul and will?"

"In this case, I'm afraid it will seriously damage my foundation."

"Forget it, if there is a spiritual puppet, many things will be much more convenient. At least, on the bright side, you can... guard Ling Xi with another identity."

"For Ling Xi's sake, I hurt a little, so what's the point? With the "Futian Ancient Classic", it is nothing more than "hibernation" again."

Chen Wuzhen hesitated a little, then sat down silently.

Then, he ran the "Futian Ancient Scripture", and began to gather his will to the center of his eyebrows, visualizing the chaos and void.

At that moment, the hundreds of billions of neurons in his mind seemed to be connected to the power of lightning and became brighter.

Nearly [-] billion neurons, each individual neuron, has an ancient and vast killing | aura flowing.

Once such a method was used, Chen Wuzhen's body immediately couldn't bear it.

But fortunately, the previously transformed meridian with extremely abnormal toughness immediately began to expand and contract like a dragon swallowing the sky.

At the same time, the Tianyuan pill that Chen Wu took before was originally used to restore the damage caused by the blood refining Yu Qiuhan this time, but the effect of this pill was completely released by itself at this time come out.

"Chichi-"

Chen Wuzhen's head seemed to swell up, forming a special phantom sword-shaped totem.

His body swelled like a balloon.

On his body, veins bulged out, like huge earthworms wriggling under the skin.

An extremely fierce and violent aura permeated the room.

All the neurons in Chen Wuzhen's brain seemed to have turned into sword shapes.

At this time, a group of neurons containing nearly a hundred monomers began to combine with each other.

"Om-"

Chen Wuzhen's brain roared and he became dizzy, and a sword of neurons had condensed deep in his head.

"Kill|Slaughter Sword Intent, Destroy Nine Swords!"

"cut!"

"Heavenly Demon Heart, return the wheel!"

"Snatch!"

"Dao heart bewitched!"

Chen Wuzhen trembled all over, and an invisible and terrifying sword intent emerged from between his brows, but it cut off the killing|slaying sword body formed by those hundreds of individual neurons like self-cutting.

The neurons that condensed the killing|slaying sword intent and the will to become a demon, instantly pierced|entered Qiu Han's eyebrows like a sword in the void.

"Let go of the defense and integrate!"

Chen Wuzhen gave the order.

Yu Qiuhan was already made into a puppet by blood, but now that he was treated like this, he was immediately defenseless.

"Om-"

Yu Qiuhan was shocked.

At this time, a different kind of feeling arises spontaneously, as if there are two more strange but painful experiences in the world.

Yu Qiuhan's eyes suddenly recovered and became extremely cold.

The gleam in his eyes flickered, and then gradually subsided.

Afterwards, he worked hard to move his body that seemed to be a little sluggish, but his eyes looked directly at Chen Wuzhen.

At this time, the corners of Chen Wuzhen's mouth were bleeding profusely, his face was extremely pale, and his body was visibly thinner.

Not only that, but Chen Wuzhen had two strands of white hair on his temples.

Although not many, it is obviously caused by some loss of soul and talent.

"Whoever falls in the sky, the Tao will surely come true."

Chen Wuzhen took a look at Yu Qiuhan, and silently began to practice "Futian Ancient Scripture".

Yu Qiuhan remained calm, and took out a black jade-colored Qiankun bag from his body, and took out a full three jade bottles from the Qiankun bag.

Yu Qiuhan opened the jade bottle, poured out three Tianyuan pills and nine Zhenyuan pills, and directly sent them all to Chen Wuzhen's mouth.

Chen Wuzhen opened his mouth, as if he was feeding himself—he successfully completed the implantation of neurons, the occupation of will, and the acceptance of Qiuhan's body.

Yu Qiuhan is like a puppet, and also like a special clone of Chen Wuzhen himself.

And the active neurons in Qiuhan's brain are more like parasites.

As long as Chen Wu is really willing, he can take it back at any time!
The profound meaning of "Fu Zi Jue" in "Fu Tian Ancient Classic" has manifested again.

This time, the profound meaning of Fu Zi Jue has been refined and transformed, and Chen Wuzhen has realized a little bit of the profound meaning of "Tian Zi Jue".

Originally, with Chen Wuzhen's current strength, he was not sure enough to seize a puppet in this way.

But it is the "Futian Ancient Classic", and it is Chen Wuzhen's understanding of the "Tianzi Jue" that makes everything go smoothly beyond imagination.

"It seems that the power of "Futian Ancient Classic" is probably far beyond imagination."

Chen Wuzhen used the "Futian Ancient Classic" combined with the "Kunpeng Swallowing the Sky Art" to refine and absorb all twelve pills, recovering the loss of blood refining Yu Qiuhan this time, and at the same time silently improve his own realm.

The whole movement is leisurely and comfortable, but also indescribably relaxed and unrestrained.

(End of this chapter)