The gray aura filled Zong Yuan's eyebrows in a short time. Then the rune also began to change color, forming a pale golden word "soul".
It is connected to more than a dozen spiritual lines on the outside, covering Zongyuan's whole body. But in just a moment, they all disappeared.
Zong Shou was not aware of the weird atmosphere behind him at all. He just smiled and looked around Zongyuan.
This is a secret magic gate soul control technique that he occasionally saw in the library in his later life.
It takes the power of nearly ten thousand souls to condense it into a talisman to control the innate powerful. If there can be 100,000 people, then even the Wuzong realm may not be unable to give it a try.
However, Zong Shou has not tried whether it is effective. Firstly, he is not a spiritual master, and secondly, it is impossible to actually kill tens of thousands of people. Only here, close to the battlefield, can Zong Shou think of this method. Anyway, there are so many dead people nearby, and their resentful souls are still lingering. Sooner or later, the Demon Release Sect will collect them.
"By the way, there is also this thing! I almost forgot, this is a must-have item for the disciples of the Demon Sect."
Zong Shou remembered something again and rummaged through his bag. After a while, he took out seven silver needles. It is as thin as a hair, and the tail of the needle looks like a blooming black lotus.
This is one of the mortal things that Ming Jue left behind. It is called the Seven Lotus Soul Needle, and it is also the top talisman.
Its original function is to temporarily subdue and control high-level spirit beasts, which is quite effective. But at this time, Zong Shou had another use. Insert the seven lotus soul needles into Zong Yuan's bun one by one. Only one of them penetrated from the center of the eyebrows and penetrated into the skin, leaving only a lotus mark on the outside of the skin.
In fact, when it comes to controlling the souls of living beings, the Demon Flag Sect is indeed an expert. Among Ming Jue's belongings, there are countless poisonous insects and evil talismans.
Zong Shou thought it was too disgusting and sinister, so he destroyed it directly. Only the Seven Lotus Soul Needles, which were the signature of the Demon Sect disciples and were made with ordinary methods, were carried by all the disciples of Xiamen sects, so he kept them.
And when it comes to this lotus mark, it is also connected with the pale golden soul and characters. Zong Shoucai made a stroke with his finger, and a trace of sharp energy came out of his finger. He broke all the ropes on Zong Yuan's body and untied the chakras inside his body one by one.
Upon seeing this, Hu Zhongyuan's expression immediately changed, revealing a hint of precaution. Zong Yuan snorted, turned around and ran away without hesitation.
He had no intention of fighting against Zong Shou. In front of him was a martial sect with five earth chakras and five meridians. Although the other was a false elixir innate and had strong martial arts, even Hu Qianqiu, the second strongest man in Qiantian Mountain, couldn't do anything. In front of these two people, he didn't even have the qualifications to fight.
Because he had been trapped for a long time and his energy and blood had accumulated, Zong Yuan's body was slightly stiff at the moment. But the speed is really as fast as lightning, more than thirty feet in an instant.
But when he ran away from his husband, about fifty feet away, Zong Shou pinched the magic weapon in his hand with a smile, read a mantra in his mouth, and pointed his finger in the distance: "Give it to me!"
As soon as these words came out, Zong Yuan's limbs immediately stopped motionless. However, the forward momentum did not stop, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground.
Zong Shou laughed, put another handprint in his hand and said, "Come back here!"
Zongyuan wanted to rebel, but he could control it with all his strength. His body was still involuntarily. After standing up, he jumped back to Zong Shou.
He couldn't move his whole body and could only stare at Zong Shou fiercely, hoping that he could kill his cousin with his eyes.
"Strange, it seems like the movements are too stiff."
Zong Shou shook his head, a little confused. It seems that this magic secret method is not as effective as what the book says? It is said that the imperial envoy is always more effective than the soul beast.
He tried to use his spiritual skills again, directing Zong Yuan's movements, and used the purple thunder gun. However, he was extremely awkward and lacked even half of his peak innate power. The movement of inner breath is also somewhat unsmooth.
After going back and forth, Zong Shou could barely figure it out. Zongyuan's will has some effect on his body after all. If he refuses to cooperate with him, his movements will naturally not be smooth.
Chuxue tilted her head and looked on. After a while, she said with some confusion: "Young Master, it feels a bit useless. When fighting with others, do you have to hold your fingerprints like this? How troublesome? And I'm the only one doing this. Just put it down with your fingers!”
Zong Shou was also confused. Naturally, this secret method couldn't be so troublesome. Under normal circumstances, it seems that only one thought is needed to activate it. It is not much worse than the soul beast. Where is the need to form a seal
Xuanyuan Yiren pondered for a moment, and then hesitated to speak. It was not until Zong Shou looked over that he hesitated again, shaking his head and saying: "Did the prince's secret method come from the Demon Sect? Ke Yiren has never heard of it. However, Xiamen's method can truly control a warrior with a strong will. Moreover, this method should also have a special magic weapon to control it. Most of the demon sect's methods are evil money ninjas. Your Majesty, you are the future demon king. There are billions of people, and power and killing are necessary. But it is better to use this kind of unkind and unjust evil method as little as possible. And this Zongyuan, after all, is the cousin of the prince. If you humiliate him like this, you might as well kill him. Kill him with the sword. Since this method is useless, let him die happily - one by one."
Seeing Xuanyuan Yiren talking, he started to preach, which made Zong Shou feel a toothache.
Zong Principle was so moved when he heard this that he almost shed tears. Miss Xuanyuan, you are such a good person! Qiantian Mountain is really lucky to have such a mistress. In his current situation, he would rather die like this.
Zong Shou closed his eyes and meditated for a while. The magic sect secret book he obtained was indeed a broken book, with mortal pages missing from the front. At this moment, even adding this set of Seven Lotus Soul Needles cannot make up for it. However, it is not that there is no solution at this moment. After half a while, just when Zong Yuan's eyes were filled with hope, he saw Zong Shou, and suddenly said harshly: "Why is it useless? If he dares to disobey in the future, I will Let him go to the gate of Qiantian Mountain City and live there for three days and three nights! He must not only seek life but death, he must not live alone."
Before he finished speaking, Zong Yuan fell to the ground with a thud, leaving two lines of clear tears at the corners of his eyes. Who knew that the man would not shed tears easily, just because he had not reached the point of sadness, how could he fall into the hands of this little devil.
Hu Zhongyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and he praised loudly: "The prince is so smart that he still has such a method. Hu Zhongyuan learned another trick today. The prince is indeed a genius with extraordinary wisdom. I admire him!"
Zong Shou was secretly surprised and couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Hu Zhongyuan. I thought that this guy was not very capable, but he insisted on being able to flatter him.
Chuxue and Xuanyuan Yiren were blushing with shame, they both spat and turned their heads away.
This method is really vicious. As long as you want to save a little face, you will never dare to disobey orders casually.
Xuanyuan Yiren frowned even more, but after a moment, he calmed down again. Since Zong Yuan chose to be an enemy of Zong Shou, he would naturally have to bear the consequences. Although Zong Shou's approach was a bit excessive, it was also natural.
Although she adheres to the principles of benevolence and justice, she is not rigid.
Zong Shou once again formed the hand seal technique, and as expected, Zong Yuan refused to resist, and the puppets were generally allowed to be driven by him without any hesitation.
He smiled and released his control over Zong Yuan. But this guy's life and death still depended on his thoughts. There is no need to worry about this guy running away again or wanting to commit suicide.
With a casual move, he put away those still useful beast crystals, and then started to erase the spiritual formation here. Zong Shou suddenly raised his eyebrows again and looked into the distance.
I saw a mortal knight galloping towards this place. But three innate martial masters, wearing black armor and riding wind horses, arrived in front of them in just a moment. When he saw Xuanyuan Yiren, the man in front immediately lit up.
After a few whippings, Fei even bowed down to Xuanyuan Yi: "Happy miss! The city lord's wife is seriously ill. We have been ordered by the city lord to ask the miss to return as soon as possible!" As he spoke, he looked around again, When he saw Zong Shou, his eyes instantly turned cold.
Xuanyuan Yiren looked stunned, and the next moment she looked coldly at Li Yunniang behind her with cold eyes.
The latter bowed his head slightly and sighed secretly. These people finally came, but when they came, it was too late.
And again and again Just when Li Yunniang sighed, there was a place filled with clouds and mist that Zong Shou was unaware of. The voice of an old man was also sighing.
"That sword really has a long meaning and endless aftertaste. Even half a day later, it is still unforgettable. Such a good attacker should be above the nine heavens. It is no wonder that Hu Qianqiu was defeated in his hands in the end. Carefully When you think about it, the sword is really flying in the sky, unrestrained, traceless, and unpredictable. This is no longer an ordinary sword."
When he said this, Yan Fanzheng had a look of recollection on his face, as if he was still immersed in a certain artistic conception and enjoying it.
"If you think about it carefully, this agile sword is very similar to the Bailing Miaojue Sword of our Wujue Villa. They fit together perfectly. With just a little practice, you can achieve one."
Although this place is in mid-air, within the clouds. However, the tables and chairs are all available, and all the tables and tables are prepared.
And sitting opposite Zhuang Ji, it was the Taiyuan Fairy Shui Lingbo, who was sneering at this moment.
"How shameless! You said that he is suitable for practicing your Bailing Miaojue Sword. With his talent in swordsmanship, which swordsmanship cannot be cultivated to its peak?"
Yan Fan chuckled, opened one eye and said, "Could it be that Fairy, you haven't given up yet? This man is willing to give up a huge amount of money just to save millions of people here. It can be seen that he has a kind heart and is the right person for me. !”
"Good-natured? I just give alms casually, and you call me good-natured? If that's true, you won't learn that kind of evil swordsmanship!"
This was to argue, but the more Shui Lingbo talked, the more excited he became, his eyes brightening: "This man kills without batting an eye, has a careful mind, vicious tactics, and a good heart. He is just right for my way of life!"
"That's wrong!" Yan Fan shook his head: "This child knew that those slaves were bound to die. Yet he still did not hesitate and took action decisively. This shows what his character is. Such a child is not suitable for you people. ?As for that set of swordsmanship?"