Wrath of the Immortal

"Dang!!!"

The Hun Tian Ding was suspended between heaven and earth, making a deep sound.

The sound reverberated and turned into invisible sound waves.

When the shit soul monsters heard it, their shit bodies trembled and their souls almost collapsed.

Xiao Chen saw that this technique worked, and he hit the cauldron with another immortal technique.

In an instant, the Hun Tian Ding released colorful light, exuding a chaotic atmosphere.

A huge suction force was released from the mouth of the cauldron and went straight to the shit soul monster.

If She Long tried his best to control the shit soul monster, Xiao Chen would not be able to kill a large number of them.

At the moment, She Long's attention was all on Yu Donglai.

This guy was so bloodthirsty that he had no time to control his children.

In this situation, the Hun Tian Ding sucked in a large number of shit soul monsters.

Xiao Chen did not refine the shit soul monster, but only used a secret method to wipe out the soul of the shit soul monster.

Then, he sacrificed the soul-raising flag and produced a large number of souls.

These souls have no consciousness, so it is not difficult to integrate into the bodies of shit soul monsters. The key is who controls them.

If a leader can emerge among these shit soul monsters, they can form a monster attack group.

A figure of a person emerged in Xiao Chen's mind. The other party is the most suitable person to do this.

"Come out!!!"

Xiao Chen shouted in a low voice, and suddenly pointed at the soul-raising banner.

Then, a flash of light flashed, and a familiar soul flew out.

"Master, what happened today? Let me out!"

As soon as Mo Lihai appeared, he bowed to Xiao Chen.

As he spoke, he found something wrong. The air was full of stench.

This feeling was like falling into a cesspool, and he was about to be suffocated to death.

"Is this a toilet?"

Mo Lihai thought so in his heart, and quickly looked around.

The surroundings were extremely dark, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hand.

With this level of cultivation, Mo Lihai couldn't even emit his consciousness and sense the surrounding environment.

"Fuck, this is not really a toilet! Is the master going to the toilet?"

Mo Lihai's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately had an ominous premonition.

"I found a body for you, do you want to try it?"

Xiao Chen said with a smile and a strange look.

"Master, are you telling the truth?"

"But, I'm practicing well in the soul flag now."

"How about this! I'll go out to play after I'm almost done practicing."

"..."

Mo Lihai was excited, but suddenly felt that this matter was not that simple, and he politely refused.

He thought that if Xiao Chen really wanted to help him reshape his body, why would he choose such a place?

Nine out of ten, Xiao Chen was in danger and pulled him out to be a scapegoat.

"Do you know where this is?"

Xiao Chen saw that Mo Lihai didn't agree, and slowly asked this question.

"Isn't this a toilet?"

Mo Lihai blurted out without thinking.

After saying that, he regretted it and wanted to slap himself in the face.

Even if this is a toilet, you shouldn't say it!

Xiao Chen is such a face-saving person, why not just throw him into the pit.

Just when Mo Lihai was regretting, he heard shocking words.

"This is the Broken Immortal Realm, this place is very likely the tomb of Emperor Taihao..."

Xiao Chen didn't know where this place was, and in order to fool Mo Lihai, he made up a lie.

"Fuck, Master, you came to the Broken Immortal Realm?"

"I didn't expect it! You also found the tomb of Emperor Taihao."

"Oh my God! You are not going to give me the body of the Emperor of Immortal, are you!"

"Master, I love you so much, you are my reborn parents, help me rebuild my body."

"..."

When Mo Lihai was imagining, he was so excited that he kept talking.

"What I gave you is not the body of Emperor Taihao, but it can command thousands of troops."

"If you bring these brothers with you, it will be enough to deal with the existence of the celestial level."

"There is only one chance. If you give up, I will find someone else."

"..."

When Xiao Chen spoke, he looked like he was going to find someone else from the Soul-Nourishing Banner.

"Master, stop talking. Just do what you say!"

Mo Lihai was fantasizing about something good. He agreed without thinking.

When he saw what Xiao Chen made, his face became quite ugly.

"Master, why did you make these feces?"

Mo Lihai's heart skipped a beat and asked with a trembling voice.

He felt that the body Xiao Chen gave him was this kind of feces.

After thinking about it for a moment, Mo Lihai felt that this was completely illogical!

Even if the feces became spirits, it could not become the body of a cultivator!

"This is your new body. No need to thank me..."

Xiao Chen did not give Mo Lihai a chance to speak and directly slapped him into the body of the shit soul monster.

Poor Mo Lihai, he was fainted by the suffocation as soon as he entered the body of the shit soul monster.

If Mo Lihai could speak, he would definitely point at Xiao Chen and curse.

"Xiao Chen, you dog, are you kidding me?"

"Even if you find a female corpse to take over my body, I will accept it."

"You find me feces, what do you mean, do you want me to become shit?"

"..."

After Mo Lihai regained consciousness, he wanted to curse, but he finally held back.

He knew in his heart that if he died now, this day next year would be his memorial day.

The reason why Mo Lihai can live to this day, in addition to his so-called loyalty, is that he can endure.

Be patient for a while, and the storm will calm down.

Become shit and start a new life.

"Master, didn't you say that I have thousands of troops? Where are they?"

After Mo Lihai figured it out, he began to look forward to the day when he could lead thousands of troops.

"This is all..."

Xiao Chen said calmly, and waved his sleeves at the Hun Tian Ding.

There was a swishing sound, and a large number of shit soul monsters flew out of the Ding.

These shit soul monsters, like stars surrounding the moon, surrounded Mo Lihai.

Although they have souls, they are unconscious and all obey Mo Lihai's control.

"Master, am I seeing right? What you gave me is a dung army?"

Mo Lihai was shocked, and his tone of voice was very desperate.

Never expected that this was the thousands of troops Xiao Chen mentioned.

Even if these dung can really kill the immortals.

If this matter gets out, not only will it not bring honor to the family, but it will also be a shame.

"If you want to thank me, then you don't have to say it."

Xiao Chen waved his hand, showing a look of no need to be polite.

"I thank your uncle, I wish I could kill you."

"Xiao Chen, don't be so proud, don't let me become stronger."

"If one day, my cultivation is higher than yours, I will definitely turn you into a pile of shit."

"..."

Mo Lihai thought so in his heart, but he didn't forget to flatter.

This guy's flattery skills can be said to be perfect, no one can match it.

To put it simply, Mo Lihai's level of flattery is so good that even horses feel inferior to him.

"Master, you lead well and always make your servants achieve glory."

"Master, you are wise and powerful, and your servant's cultivation is flourishing."

"Master, you are ambitious, and your servant has a bright future."

"..."

Mo Lihai flattered with a smile on his face, and he wanted to stab Xiao Chen in his heart.

If you look closely, there is a ruthless light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He had just said a few words when Xiao Chen's next words completely stunned him.