Chapter 1139： Conquer Qimen Yaozun

I thought that the Great Emperor Xuanyu used this fierce spear to kill more than ten demon emperors. Now Wang Feng has only killed some monks in the reincarnation realm, which is of little use.

If these Sea Clan monks in the Reincarnation Realm are treated as chickens, then the sharp spear is the slaughter knife.

"escape."

Wang Feng’s combat power was too terrifying. At this moment, these people saw the dead Ziyun Kingdom’s half-sage and felt the terrifying aura on Wang Feng’s body. They killed more than a dozen people with one shot. Wang Feng’s strength was beyond their ability to resist. Of it.

"Don't even want to get away today." Watching them run around, Wang Feng smiled and directly used the power of the rules to seal the void.

There are rules to help, which is even more effective than forbidden air formations. At this moment, everyone found that they seemed to have touched an invisible barrier. They could not escape, and even space shuttles were not needed.

"Except for the Qimen Yaozun, Liu Yidao will give you the rest." Wang Feng said, and walked directly in front of the Qimen Yaozun.

"Old friends, let's meet again." Seeing Qi Men Yao Zun wanted to escape, Wang Feng thought, and the force of the rules instantly restrained Qi Men Yao Zun, making it difficult for him to even struggle.

"Who are you?" Feeling that he could no longer move, Qi Men Yao Zun was shocked and shouted.

"Who am I? You don't know who I am?" As Wang Feng spoke, he took out the Duer grass with his palm.

"It turned out to be you." Seeing Duercao, Qimen Yaozun already understood everything. Originally, he thought Liu Yidao was the one who snatched Duercao with him, but he didn't expect this talent in front of him.

"For the sake of your Eleventh Rank Alchemy, I don't need to kill you, I can give you two ways now." Wang Feng said calmly.

"Which two?"

"It's very simple. The first one is that you were killed by me. From then on, everything about you will disappear."

"What about the second?"

"This second one is also simple, you hand over your natal soul and let me control you."

"I wonder if there is a third way?"

"Do you think I'm such a good talker?" Wang Feng's face sank when he heard his words, and the terrifying aura directly crushed him: "There are only two roads. If you don't choose, I can send you there. Death, I don’t have so much patience to pester you."

"My Qimen Yaozun has gone through untold hardships to become the Eleventh-Rank Alchemist. I will never be manipulated by you." Qimen Yaozun said with a very determined tone.

Being controlled by others is no different from killing him. His Qimen Yaozun naturally has his arrogance.

What happened today is that he stumbled. He didn't expect these two bones to be so difficult to gnaw. If he knew that he would never get involved.

It can only be said that he was blind this time, so that he is now in control of life and death.

"I just saw that it is not easy for you to grow to an eleventh-rank alchemist, so that's why you want to subdue you. If not, do you think you are still qualified to talk to me?" Wang Feng sneered.

"Don't persuade, it's useless." Qi Men Yaozun said, and then closed his eyes, as if he was waiting to die.

"I kindly persuade you to surrender, you are so uncomfortable, it seems that you don't want to suffer, you don't know it is amazing." Wang Feng took out the God Swallowing Pot while speaking.

When the seal was torn open, a magic mist immediately enveloped Qimen Yaozun, causing him to utter an unhumanly miserable scream.

At this moment, his flesh and blood was rapidly corroding, and the painful feeling constantly tortured his soul, making him feel that being alive was even more uncomfortable than death.

"Even if I die, I will never let you manipulate it." Gritting his teeth, Qi Men Yaozun almost squeezed out this sentence with his teeth.

"How could I let you die so easily, you let me buy a plant

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Duer grass has spent so many spirit stones, I can't report this ‘kindness’. "

Wang Feng opened his mouth, and didn't care about the screams of this strange medicine respect. No matter how tenacious this strange medicine respected his mind, Wang Feng didn't believe that he would really not be afraid of death.

"As long as you are willing to be my servant, this kind of pain will disappear immediately." Wang Feng said, his voice echoed in Qimen Yaozun's mind as if it came from the mouth of a devil.

"Impossible, even if I die, I will never let you succeed." Although Qimen Yaozun didn't want to endure this kind of pain, he didn't want to think about the efforts he had made to improve his alchemy level throughout his life. Being manipulated and losing freedom.

If so, what is the difference between him and dead?

"It’s not that easy to want to die. I know you are not reconciled, but you just need to remember that if you are willing to be controlled by me, you may become a twelfth-grade alchemist. Isn’t this what you have been pursuing? Something?"

Wang Feng spoke, making Qi Men Yao Zun all shocked.

Wang Feng was right. As an alchemy master, Qimen Yaozun's biggest dream was to raise his alchemy level to Rank 12 in his lifetime. Wang Feng had said this to his heart.

"But how can I believe you?"

"Because I will refine the Ghost King Pill, and I will become a genuine 12th-rank alchemist, and I will provide it at that time. Don't you think you have the opportunity to be promoted to the 12th-rank alchemist?"

"If it is as easy as you said to become a twelfth-rank alchemist, I am afraid that all alchemists in the world are all twelve-rank." Qimen Yaozun sneered, not believing Wang Feng.

"Believe it or not, my words are here anyway, and if you want to survive, you have to choose to believe me. I only give you one minute to think about it. If you don’t give me an answer, then I think I can't keep you anymore."

Wang Feng's voice was very calm, and he had never recovered the magic mist. If he could conquer an eleventh-grade alchemist for his own use, it would be a good thing.

And once this Qi Sect Yaozun still wants to do his own way, Wang Feng will only have to kill him. Anyway, he is also an Eleventh-Rank Alchemist, even if he does not have this Qi Sect Yaozun, it will not affect him.

"You still have half a minute." After waiting for a while, Wang Feng found that this strange medicine venerable still hadn't spoken except for screaming.

"How sure are you to become a twelfth-rank alchemist?" Qimen Yaozun asked, gritting his teeth.

"Ten%."

Wang Feng responded, making Qi Men Yaozun look shocked.

"You only have the last ten seconds. If you don't give me an accurate answer, you will only die." Looking at Qimen Yaozun, Wang Feng said lightly.

Wang Feng has a complete memory of the inheritance of the twelfth-grade alchemist, and now his realm has risen, so he is sent to refining the twelve-grade pill.

Unlike the eleventh-grade pill, the materials for the twelfth-grade pill are very difficult to find. Wang Feng hasn't collected it yet, most of them are scattered.

"I can promise you, but once you can't help me become a Rank 12 alchemist in ten years, then you have to let me go. Is this feasible?" The Qimen Yaozun said after gritting his teeth.

"Yes." Wang Feng nodded, and then he took back all the magic mist from the **** swallowing pot.

Looking at the festering Qimen Yaozun, Wang Feng looked normal and said, "Hand over your natal soul."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Qimen Yaozun looked at Wang Feng repeatedly, and then patted his forehead after gritting his teeth.

"I hope you don't lie to me."

While speaking, a soul flew out of his eyebrows, it was his natal soul.

The natal soul is the most important thing for a monk. Unless the monk automatically sacrifices it, otherwise there is no way for others to get it out. Even if you kill the opponent, you can’t

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The other party has complete control.

If this is not the case, why should Wang Feng give up so much energy.

Branding his soul imprint on the soul of Qimen Yaozun, Wang Feng instantly felt a feeling that he could completely control the life and death of Qimen Yaozun.

This is a kind of master and servant mark. As long as Wang Feng wants Qi Men Yao to die, he will not have the slightest heart to resist, because Wang Feng has an absolute soul suppression on him.

"Don't resist, wait until I recover your injury." Looking at the other party's festering flesh and blood, Wang Feng flipped his hand and took out the colored green lotus tree in his dantian.

The turquoise light circulated above the colored glaze green lotus tree, and not long after the injuries of the Qi Men Yao Zun were all cured by the colored glaze green lotus tree, the Qi Men Yao Zun's eyes widened, revealing an incredible color.

In his opinion, this sapling was really magical, and he was healed from his injuries in just a few breaths.

"Give me the Ghost King Pill materials you collected." Looking at Qimen Yaozun, Wang Feng said.

"Yes."

Because Wang Feng had absolute repressive power against Qimen Yaozun, so at this moment, Qimen Yaozun could hardly raise any thoughts of resistance, so he handed over all the materials on the ghost king pill in his space ring to Wang Feng, and he did not retain at all. .

In addition to these medicinal materials, Wang Feng also explored his space ring with his soul, and took out some medicinal materials that could be used to refine the twelve-grade pill.

It has been a long time since Wang Feng has become an Eleventh-Rank Alchemist, so next he will attack the 12th-Rank Alchemist. With his current soul power, he has enough qualifications to refine the 12th-Rank pill. Up.

After taking these things, Wang Feng didn't move the space ring of Qimen Yaozun anymore, even if Wang Feng didn't touch some eleventh-grade pill inside, Wang Feng didn't even move the hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Although Qimen Yaozun has now become his servant, Wang Feng is not the kind of person who can do nothing. Qimen Yaozun is only one step away from the 12th-rank alchemist. Wang Feng is going to train him into the 12th-rank alchemist. .

As long as he becomes a twelfth-rank alchemist, he will truly become a cash cow.

"Do things well for me, to ensure that you won't suffer." Wang Feng said, and took out some jade slips between his hands.

"These jade slips record some of the experience of the twelve-rank alchemist. If you take it back and study it, it may be useful to you." Wang Feng said.

"The master meant you want to let me go?"

Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, Qi Men Yaozun asked in surprise.

"Although I am your master now, I will not restrict your personal freedom, what you were like before, and don’t even mention to others that you have become my servant. With my help, trust you. Can become a twelfth-rank alchemist."

After talking about this, Wang Feng paused slightly, and then continued: "As long as you don't give birth to any rebellious intentions, maybe one day I will lift my control over you Thank you." He fisted Wang Feng, strange. Menyao Zun lowered his head.

"Okay, you can leave first, there is nothing wrong with you here." Wang Feng said, and with a wave of his hand, he lifted the restraint of the power of rules on the opponent.

Killing Qimen Yaozun absolutely did not control him, and Wang Feng felt that he had made no mistake at this step.

"You wait." Just when Qimen Yaozun was about to leave here, Wang Feng suddenly stopped him.

"I don't know what else the master has ordered?"

"Help me find these elixir. If you find it, get it for me no matter what the price." Wang Feng opened his mouth and directly infiltrated a group of memories into Qimen Yaozun’s mind. These are some twelve-grade pill. Wang Feng needs to use the materials.

"Yes." Qimen Yaozun nodded, then his body turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared into the distance.

(End of this chapter)

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