Fantasy: What if the talent is too high?

Half a day passed.

Ye Cheng still failed to subdue the Great Sage-level powerhouse in the sarcophagus.

He even felt that this Great Sage-level powerhouse’s sense of resistance was getting stronger and stronger.

Once this consciousness of resistance exceeds the critical value, the divine soul inducement of the self-law god may fail, causing this great saint to break out of the coffin, and at that time it will be trouble.

“What to do, there is no way to subdue this great saint in this way.”

Ye Cheng thought hard in his heart.

Knowing this, he would definitely give up this Great Saint and immediately run away.

As for whether the Great Sage will finally break out of the coffin and kill all sides… It’s none of his business.

But now he is already riding a tiger.

Once he gives up submission, this great saint will surely break out of the coffin.

Although he was able to use the submitted black-armored warrior to intercept this great saint, all his previous efforts were in vain.

“There must be a way.”

Ye Cheng used his brain.

Although he also wanted the system to help, there was no reaction at all.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ye Cheng’s head, why didn’t he perform witchcraft on this great saint and reduce his consciousness resistance?

Although the Great Sage has resistance to the sorcery of the priest, it is not immune and will definitely be affected.

Even a little impact is enough to affect the big picture.

Therefore, Ye Cheng did what he wanted, and immediately urged the self-magic god to release one spell after another.

Psychosis.

Soul Calming.

Soul Splitting.

Soul washing.

Soul Burning.

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All kinds of spells fell towards the sarcophagus as if they didn’t need capital, and chaotic rays of light descended.

The color of the spells he casts is different from the sorcery of the priests.

Witchcraft tends to be black.

But Ye Cheng’s spells are chaotic, and can tell the difference between his spells and witchcraft.

It really had an effect, Ye Cheng felt that the Great Sage’s sense of resistance in the sarcophagus was shaken, not so strong, and even began to actively communicate the divine soul fluctuations of the Self Law God.

However, Ye Cheng did not stop and continued to cast various spells.

I don’t know how long it lasted, Ye Cheng felt that his head was about to explode.

Although casting spells, the consumption of self-divine soul is not particularly large, but it is not not consumed, but with the help of the power of xeno-divine soul, the consumption is greatly reduced.

If Ye Cheng casts spells so madly, the consumption of divine souls is great.

But the effect is still very good.

The Great Sage’s sense of resistance had been completely disintegrated.

Only then did Ye Cheng stop releasing spells.

Because he felt that if he continued, he would definitely be schizophrenic.

The head hurts so much.

This was the first time he had experienced what it was like to consume too much of his divine soul.

“Judging from the fact that my spells affect the Great Sage to a certain extent, my Divine Soul level should be equivalent to the main sacrifice.”

After observing the effect of the spell, Ye Cheng made an assessment.

It’s still very good.

After all, the main sacrifice level can be equivalent to a martial arts saint.

Ye Cheng’s martial arts cultivation, although he is a peak grandmaster, his strength has reached the level of martial saint, and the martial arts power intention is not to mention, it is definitely the level of martial saint.

Therefore, it is also normal for his divine soul level to reach the main sacrifice.

“Hehe, if I use spells to cooperate with martial arts now, can I easily suppress ordinary martial saints?

Ye Cheng’s heart was nourished.

He is equivalent to making up for the shortcomings of warriors and priests, combining the advantages of both into one.

“Sure enough, the cultivators of the law and martial arts are king.”

Ye Cheng sighed with emotion.

The warriors of this world, or the priests, have all gone the wrong way, too extreme.

Especially the priests, who were even more extreme to the extreme, completely gave up martial arts.

And the warrior well…. It is slightly better, on the basis of martial arts, comprehending the martial arts potential, and even the power of the soul, you can have a certain resistance to divine soul witchcraft.

In this way, Ye Cheng was also more firm in the idea of Fa Wu practitioners.

Of course, it is very difficult for Fa Wu practitioners to have a high enough qualification and understanding, and neither system can reach the top, and in the end it is mediocre.

Only Ye Cheng has this condition.

After all, he has extraordinary martial arts talent, extreme understanding, and has a systematic body, if he does not practice martial arts, it is really a waste.

Five hours later.

Ye Cheng finally completed his submission control over the Great Sage.

At this moment, Ye Cheng couldn’t help but take a breath.

It’s too hard.

He couldn’t hold on.

His head is cracking open now.

I really want to find a bed, sleep well, and don’t care about anything…

Not yet, though.

Because he must immediately evacuate this dark witch sect altar.

After all, it had been five days since he destroyed the Dark Witch Sect Altar.

Moreover, according to the report of the black-armored warrior he controlled, there were some strangers in Blue Fox Town.

Therefore, he must evacuate immediately.

Ye Cheng found Aning, who was trying to visualize her own Dharma God.

“Brother Ye, I have been able to maintain the self-magic god I visualized for more than ten minutes.”

Ning opened his eyes and said happily after seeing Ye Cheng.

Now Aning has washed and turned into a very beautiful little girl, although she is only thirteen years old, she has already come out of the sky.

In particular, she has maturity and tenacity that her peers do not have, which looks even more pitiful.

“Very good, I will officially teach you spells then, but now we have to get out of here.”

Ye Cheng said.

Anin nodded.

She was smart enough to know she couldn’t stay here for too long.

So, the Great Retreat began.

All the sarcophagi were opened, and one by one the black-armored warriors rushed out.

Ye Cheng asked them to take off the black armor on their bodies.

After all, the black armor is the symbol of the guardian warrior of the Black Witch Sect, and it is too conspicuous.

As for those preparatory saints, after Ye Cheng made his warriors faint, he took them on the road with them.

In this way, hundreds of people walked out of the underground altar of the Black Witch Sect and entered the deep mountains.

Ye Cheng was ready to find a place first and settle everyone down.

Anyway, the 100,000 mountains are so big, just find a ravine and settle down.

Moreover, he had carefully examined all the black-armored warriors, and did not plant anything like a soul fixing needle.

After all, warriors are different from exotic birds and beasts, warriors have wisdom, and after being brainwashed and planted with the mark of the divine soul, it is difficult to betray.

It’s not the same for different birds and beasts.

You can only rely on the beast tamer card for control, and if you leave too far, you may lose it.

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