Chapter 4221

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
Four, two, two, one ancestor and the blood of mengmo

"Not found."

"The second group reported that they still didn't find it."

"Our group didn't find it either."

All the groups of Taoist subordinates sent out failed to find the eighth Prince and others, which made all the three elders on the Taoist treasure boat entangled in their hearts. In particular, elder Ruiying, a silver haired old woman, was extremely worried that if the eighth Prince died, their responsibility would be great. In the future, when Daozu woke up, he was afraid that they would not even have a way to live.

Elder Ruiying was also anxious and wanted to tell the truth she knew, but she was afraid that she would be blamed in the end.

In this way, the Taoist family is still searching on the treasure boat. At this time, they dare not release the news, but hope that the eighth prince can come back one day.

In fact, they didn't know that just under the treasure boat of the Tao family, in the dark infinite sea, a small demon was slowly swimming down kilometers.

And the eighth Prince they are looking for is now in a small space in the demon body.

The light cover is bright, and the eighth Prince is lying in the light cover.

This mask is a trapped array spell played by Ye Kong, trapping him in it. But obviously, this trapped array did not work. At this time, the eighth prince had fallen into a coma.

"Still not." Standing beside the eighth prince, ye Kong frowned.

He has tried many ways to control the eighth prince, such as using slave seals, refining the spirit of the eighth prince, or embedding his will in the depths of his consciousness.

But the results are all failures without exception!

Of course, ye Kong's simplest way now is to kill the eighth prince, and you can get his four sources of life and death.

But in this way, ye Kong's harvest is very, very small.

Although the source of life and death is a good thing, ye Kong now refined the source of fire and water, and it is useless to have a source of life and death. And if you kill the eighth prince, you won't get the chaos foetus formula below.

"How can I manipulate the body of the eighth prince!"

Ye Kong's current height can be seen, "there are two ways to control a person! One is to control his will, and the other is to control his body! But now neither of them works!"

Ye Kong originally thought so, or he would use the slave seal to control the will of the eighth prince. Or refine his body, and then leave part of his will in it. But this did not succeed. The eighth prince was the descendant of the Taoist ancestor. His will was not generally strong. Ye Kong put his will into it and could be swallowed up at any time.

At that moment, ye Kong sat cross legged, then stretched out his hand and sucked the soul of eighth prince from his body.

"Boy, why haven't you killed me? Are you afraid of Taoist Zu's revenge? Haha." Although the eighth Prince looks like this, he is still arrogant.

Ye Kong Leng snorted, "don't be arrogant, I'll make you miserable now." While speaking, he took out his water fire method source and blew it with his mouth, blowing a flame out of the water fire method source.

Although the flame year is small, it is the most powerful flame law in the infinite sea. The flame wrapped all the souls of the eighth prince in it. After a little refining, he died.

"Boy, you have the guts to kill me! You want to refine my soul, I tell you no way! I'm a descendant of the Taoist ancestors, not an ordinary Taoist clan, nor your humble human beings!"

Ye Kong said again, "I don't want to kill you. If you cooperate with me sincerely, tell me the secrets of your Taoist family, why can you use blood to control demons, and tell me all these, maybe I will spare your life."

The soul of the eighth Prince roared in the fire, "if you want to kill, kill it. If you don't set me up, I'll tell you, I won't help you do anything!"

Ye Kong had no choice but to release Kanazawa, "show me, if the fire is not enough, add a fire, and let him survive and die."

With that, he went out of the trap and wanted to think about another way.

"Ye Daoyou, I have a way." Mengmo's voice rang overhead. Although human beings and mengmo call friends very rare, ye Kong and mengmo are now grasshoppers on a rope.

"What way, you say."

The demon said, "you can't refine him at all, because you are completely different from him! Your human slavery and spiritual imprint are invalid for him! Because your spells can only target the same race! Or those beasts lower than you! And you can't enslave the higher lives of the Tao clan and the demon!"

Ye Kong said, "it's different. We have people raising demons in Hongmeng."

Meng Mo Chi said, "that's the lowest Meng Mo! Even if it's a human giant, no one can feed and enslave the Meng Mo above Hongjing!"

Ye Kong thought, "that's true. What are you trying to say?"

Meng Mo said, "I was thinking that as a human being, you can't enslave him, but as a demon, I might be able to help."

"What, you want to enslave him?" Ye kongxin was shocked, but he didn't expect Meng Mo to have this idea.

Meng Mo said, "his blood has an effect on me. What does it mean? It means that he and I come from the same source! Previously, he said that our Meng Mo is also called Daowu, which is the pet of their ancestors. Whether what he said is true or not, we have to admit that his blood is related to my blood!"

Ye Kong is also a smart man. He thought of something in an instant, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Mengmo himself opened the window paper, "that is to say, he can use the tree of blood to control me, why can't I use the tree of blood to control him?"

Ye Kong clapped his hands and said, "yes! If you can use your blood and plant a tree of blood in his body, it will be easy to control his soul!"

It's easy to do with a way. Although this is just an idea, we can experiment. After a while, ye Kong took some demon blood, and then came to the eighth Prince's side, stabbed his forehead skin, and dropped a drop of demon blood into it.

At this time, the eighth Prince's soul was still outside, and he shouted loudly, "what's that? I smell the stink of Dao beast's blood! You bastard, you can kill me, don't insult my noble blood with these low blood!"

Ye Kong didn't care about him, sat cross legged and urged him in various ways.

After a while, another demon tentacle was stretched out from the outside, and ye Kong said, "I can't urge you. You can urge him. If he forms the tree of life, he will be your slave in the future."

The eighth Prince's soul was going crazy, roaring in the fire, "human beings! You die! You must die! And that cheap Taoist beast, you all want to die! You unexpectedly let a noble Taoist Prince be a slave of a Taoist beast, you are crazy!"

Ye Kong Leng snorted, "don't come! Your blood can control the demons, but can't control us humans! What does it mean? It means that your Taoist clan, no! It means that your Taoist ancestors and the demons are creatures of the same grade. Born by a mother, you say it's cheap, but you're cheap!"

After dinner, there is another chapter. Thank you, God of war, for your reward!