I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand and fifty-one chapters: the art of dispersing souls!

So what do we do, are we really going to kill people at the Rakshasa Gate? "Mei Chaofeng asked.

"It depends on the situation. If someone comes to the door, I don't mind killing a few." Kunpeng said.

"But there is such a stupid person who will be sent up for us to kill? Besides, the Rakshasa gate prohibits life and death fights among disciples, and we are afraid that we will not find a chance."

Kunpeng pondered slightly: "Yes, why do they ban life-and-death battles? Could it be that they know that they can kill each other?"

The eyes of the three of them all lit up, and Huang Rong said, "Then we will find someone to ask and force him to tell the secret, and we will have it. In the future, when we need to kill the second spirit body, we don't have to worry about anything."

Kunpeng nodded: "That's good, let's find an opportunity and find someone to ask."

Mei Chaofeng said: "It doesn't necessarily need to have grudges, other people may also be able to ask, as long as we ask each other in a proper way."

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Leave this to me, let me ask."

"Well, with our smart, beautiful, cute and charming Rong'er, this kind of little problem is definitely easy."

"Senior Sister, you are getting more and less serious now, I hope you still have a staid and unsmiling face like before."

"No, Rong'er, you actually like my previous appearance?" Mei Chaofeng's eyes showed a little sly.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll look for it, who will be happy to tell us."

Huang Rong said, separated from Mei Chaofeng and Kunpeng, and headed for the food group, while Kunpeng and Mei Chaofeng were heading home to the Lingfu.

Huang Rong walked towards the food group, Wang Yang hesitated behind, watching them separate, he couldn't continue to follow him, so he pretended to eat and walked towards the food group.

The big brother was walking alone, and occasionally caught a glimpse of Huang Rong coming, and hurriedly stood and waited for her: "Why are you alone to eat, why don't Kunpeng eat?"

"It doesn't matter to them." Huang Rong smiled.

"Oh, did you argue with them?"

"No. By the way, big brother, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, any questions, as long as I know, I will try my best to answer them."

Huang Rong blinked, pretending to be a little hesitant, and waited for a moment before asking, "Why does Rakshasa stipulate that the disciples cannot fight life and death?"

"It's not impossible, it's relatively speaking, it may be unfair. So in order to prevent those who have practiced the art of soul-scattering from beheading ordinary disciples, this rule is in place."

"The art of dispersing souls, what kind of magic is this, and who can practice it?"

The big brother laughed: "Look, you became interested when you heard about this. The other disciples are the same. They all want to learn. After learning the art of soul-scattering, they can not only kill other creatures in the six worlds, but also kill them. Spiritual disciple."

The spiritual world he was talking about naturally refers to the world of second-generation spirit bodies. Spiritual world disciples refer to disciples who have worshipped various sects and practice, and their abilities are much stronger than ordinary second-generation spirit bodies.

Huang Rong smiled charmingly: "I'm interested in all those unusually powerful spells. Big Brother Master has practiced the Art of Soul Diffusion?"

"Naturally, we are all direct disciples of the head, and sooner or later the head will let you practice." He quickly blocked the way Huang Rong might let him teach in private.

Huang Rong was startled when he heard this. This big brother was not as kind and close as he was on the surface. He actually tactfully refused to ask for advice.

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