Qingyuan Immortal Palace

Although Saint Fulang was in a split soul state, the split soul of a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm was between reality and illusion, and was almost impossible to attack.

Therefore, Saint Fulang could never have imagined that a cultivator of the Spiritual Transformation Realm could suppress his split soul of the Void.

Fang Yang smiled coldly, and the golden seal in his hand moved suddenly.

With a "boom..." sound, a golden light directly blasted Saint Fulang's split soul of the Void Refining Realm into serious injuries.

At the same time, Saint Fulang, who was outside the distant galaxy, suddenly changed his expression and turned pale in an instant.

"Actually... actually attacked my split soul... How is this possible..."

He was shocked and his face began to change. "My split soul is using the Void Soul Secret Method, which is difficult to suppress even by cultivators of the same level!" Saint Fulang was a little confused.

At this moment, Saint Fulang's split soul was struggling to be suppressed by the golden light of the Immortal Seal. He found that the golden light contained a great power of rules, and his little practice of refining the void was powerless under the golden light.

This soul was also decisive, and he wanted to explode immediately.

However, Fang Yang would never give him this opportunity. Then Fang Yang's mind moved, and a green gourd appeared in front of him.

This was the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd.

Fang Yang took advantage of the fact that the soul of the Saint Fulang was seriously injured and suddenly activated this thing.

For a moment, a terrifying suction force enveloped the soul.

The Heaven-Swallowing Gourd had been placed at the root of the fairy grass, and it was continuously nourished by the fairy spirit, and its quality continued to improve.

And now that Fang Yang has the fairy seal, he can continuously extract more fairy spirit. Now the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd has been tempered by the great fairy spirit, and its quality has been improved a lot.

At this time, this trace of the soul of the Saint Fulang was suppressed by the Qiankun Immortal Seal, and the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd immediately took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

You know, it is extremely difficult to deal with a cultivator of refining the void in the mortal world. Because the cultivator of the refining void has comprehended a little of the mystery of the void, he can rely on the void, and his body almost exists between the real and the unreal.

If he wants to avoid fighting, ordinary methods can't attack him at all.

In order to obtain the method to deal with the cultivator of the refining void, Fang Yang has been pestering the Blood Lotus Demon Lord these days, using soft and hard methods, coercing and luring, and finally obtained a lot of information about dealing with the cultivator of the refining void.

Indeed, the cultivator of the refining void can hide in the void, and even merge with the void, and it is difficult to get hurt.

However, Fang Yang now uses the immortal seal to communicate with the immortal spirit and directly suppress his soul.

At the same time, the space rules in the swallowing gourd are used to destroy the law power of the soul of the ancestor Fulang.

The ancestor Fulang did not expect Fang Yang to have such a method, and the soul was instantly sucked by the swallowing gourd.

"How is it possible that he can break through the law of refining void..." The soul of the ancestor Fulang was stunned.

Not only that, Mu Wanyan and Mu Hongyun stared at Fang Yang in amazement.

Mu Qingqing was very happy. The stronger Fang Yang was, the more secure their future would be.

"Who are you? Why can you suppress the space law of the refining cultivators..." The soul of the Saint Ancestor Fulang exclaimed.

Fang Yang did not speak. He knew that villains died because of their talkativeness. He tried his best to control the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd, and a series of majestic law suctions enveloped it.

"My soul... is out of control..." The soul of the Saint Ancestor Fulang began to panic.

At this moment, Fang Yang frantically injected the fairy spirit to activate the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd, and the majestic law power instantly chewed up the refining space outside the soul of the Saint Ancestor Fulang.

With a sound of "whoosh...", the soul of the Saint Ancestor Fulang was pulled by the powerful suction and was collected into the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd.

"It actually... absorbed the soul of the Saint Ancestor..." Seeing this scene, Mu Hongyun swallowed his saliva, and a fanatic look appeared in his eyes.

At this time, after the soul of Saint Fulang entered the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd, he found that there were layers of mysterious spaces here, so he could not escape no matter how he used the method of refining space to move.

Then, Fang Yang immediately moved the gourd into the Qingyuan Immortal Mansion with a thought.

As Fang Yang's mind changed, the gourd space was sensed by the space of the Qingyuan Immortal Mansion, and the soul of Saint Fulang was instantly chased by the power of the rules of the space of the Immortal Mansion.

The power of the rules formed the power of thunder and lightning, and was directly moved by Fang Yang into the world in the gourd.

"Thunder tribulation... How is it possible..."

"I am just a soul... How can I cause so many thunder tribulations... And how did this thunder tribulation hit the gourd world..." The soul of Saint Fulang has begun to flee for his life in the layers of space in the world of the talisman.

What he didn't know was that in the world of the Qingyuan Immortal Mansion, Fang Yang had become the will of the world, and of course he could control the thunder tribulation.

Fang Yang left the soul of Saint Fulang, which was naturally the intention of the Blood Lotus Demon Lord.

With the magic means of the Blood Lotus Demon Lord, there are many ways to deal with the soul of a refining cultivator, and even to use it to hold the original body hostage.

At this time, the soul of the Holy Ancestor Fulang that was parasitic on Pofeng was taken away, and Pofeng felt a sense of relief.

"Soul parasitism...hahaha..."

"Hahaha...what disciple of the Holy Ancestor, just a chess piece in the layout..." Pofeng at this time was like crazy. He now understood that he was very lucky to become a disciple of the Holy Ancestor Fulang, which might be just a conspiracy. It is very likely that the Holy Ancestor Fulang planned to recruit disciples just to deal with several major cultivation dynasties.

The golden light of the immortal seal in Fang Yang's hand pressed on Pofeng, and Pofeng no longer had any resistance at this time.

"Pofeng, you are just a poor man!" Fang Yang smiled coldly and said to Pofeng.

"You think you are a disciple of the Holy Lord, but you don't know that he has already refined his parasitic soul seed in your soul, and you are just his puppet..."

"If my prediction is correct, the few apprentices he has accepted are just his plan for the past thousand years to seize something. As long as they are used up, they can be killed instantly to avoid future troubles..."

"If you want to kill, go ahead. I just hope you will let my family and descendants go." Po Feng said coldly.

Obviously Fang Yang's words made Po Feng even more painful.

"I don't want you to die!" Fang Yang sneered.

"You...what do you want..." Po Feng said with despair.

"In the vast starry sky, those who can cultivate to the late stage of divine transformation are all outstanding people. I didn't expect that although you have good qualifications, you are extremely stupid." Fang Yang said with a smile.

Hearing Fang Yang's words, Po Feng's eyes welled up with anger.

"Luo Rubin has become a demon and wants to lead the blood demon to devour the world. You actually help him do this. Isn't it stupid?"

"As a chess piece in the Void Refining Stage, you are completely determined. How is this different from a pig or a dog? Isn't it stupid?"

"What on earth do you want to do?" Po Feng roared.

"Let go of your soul and let me take down the restraint on your soul!" Fang Yang said coldly.

"Don't even think about it!" Po Feng roared angrily.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. After all, his master is the Holy Ancestor of Void Refining, and Fang Yang is just a cultivator of spiritual transformation with some secret techniques, so he is extremely disdainful.

If all his magic power hadn't been suppressed by the Immortal Seal, I'm afraid he would have rushed forward to fight for his life at this time.

"Hmph... Everything is not up to you!" Fang Yang sneered.

Fang Yang turned his hand and a black chain appeared in his hand.

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