Sky War God

Immediately, Wen Yi's master's palm waved, and a phantom appeared on that big hand, and it quickly extended over his arm, and in a short time, it moved towards the direction of the soul gate. Stretch out!

This door of soul can communicate the lifeline of the soul of a designated person, and it is a special method used by Master Wen Yi to practice.

When releasing the secret technique, Wen Yi's master had already portrayed Ye Feng's name in the talisman he released before.

In other words, after the big hand phantom entered the door of space, it was to control Ye Feng's soul.

The big hand continued to extend, spanning the endless void in the soul gate, and constantly moved quickly towards the place where the four gods of the Wuhuang Mountain Range was located.

Ye Feng was still cultivating hard in the training room, and didn't know this. I don't know when, at the top of the training room where Ye Feng was located, a gap appeared silently.

This gap gradually enlarged, and a soul gate was formed, but the size of this soul gate was not as big as the place where Master Wen Yi was.

The power of the soul released in it was not strong either, a large hand phantom followed this soul gate and quickly extended out.

The shadow of the big hand was invisible and invisible. When it extended out, there was no movement, and within a very short time, it wrapped Ye Feng's body.

But at this moment, Ye Feng really didn't react at all, and he was still practicing hard.

After this big hand wrapped Ye Feng's body, it released an extremely terrifying force, quickly peeling Ye Feng's soul away from his body.

The soul shifted, and Ye Feng naturally felt the changes on his body. His eyes suddenly opened, looking at the phantom shadow of the big hand wrapped on his body, his expression couldn't help but feel amazed.

"what is this!"

Ye Feng was shocked, and quickly released the attribute power inside his body, trying to get rid of that big hand phantom.

But he was surprised to find that no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't break free from the shackles of that big hand phantom.

His soul was being quickly stripped from his body by the power released from that big hand.

"Damn it!"

Feeling all this, Ye Feng's heart was shocked, only feeling that his soul could no longer control his own body.

The soul is stripped, it is equivalent to death, for all this, Ye Feng still has a strong fear in his heart.

But now he can no longer change all this.

Finally at a certain moment, under the evil force of that invisible big hand, Ye Feng's soul was completely taken into his palm, and he quickly pulled out of this space.

The soul door above the training room was closed, and everything seemed to have restored its original calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Ye Feng's body was still sitting cross-legged in place, but when you look carefully, you will find that this body seems to have become a walking dead that only breathes, but does not wake up.

Ye Feng's soul was grasped by the big hand phantom, and he quickly shuttled through the space. After a long period of time, he ended the space shuttle and came back to the real world.

At this moment, Ye Feng only felt that he appeared in a strange environment, and in front of him there was an old man with white beard and hair.

After seeing this old man, Ye Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he naturally recognized him.

It is indeed Wen Yi's master deity!

"Junior, have you ever thought that you will have today?"

Wen Yi's Master looked at Ye Feng's soul, who had just been captured by the phantom of his big hand, and asked with a cold expression on his face.

Wen Yi, that is his most proud disciple, and his future achievements in martial arts will inevitably surpass him. He also has high hopes for Wen Yi.

But he never thought that Wen Yi died in Ye Feng's hands like this, he was naturally unwilling.

And he did not use conventional means to punish Ye Feng, but used secret techniques to capture Ye Feng's soul here.

"What do you want to do to me?"

Ye Feng asked Wen Yi's master, that when things reached this point, he didn't think so much anymore. Whether life or death was determined by heaven.

"Don't worry, you won't die for the time being, it's useful for you to stay here!"

Hearing Ye Feng's questioning, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Wen Yi's master's mouth, and then a burst of light appeared in his palm.

This ray of light gradually turned into a rough-looking cloth bag, Wen Yi's master muttered a word, and the cloth bag opened immediately, releasing a strong suction force.

Even if he directly sucked Ye Feng's soul into it, Ye Feng only felt a burst of darkness, and the next moment, he completely lost consciousness.

"Such a talented person, if you use your soul as a primer to make a puppet, it must be the best of the best!"

Looking at the cloth bag in his hand, Wen Yi's master said with some pride.

Immediately, his body was shrouded in a burst of light and disappeared completely in the space.

When the next moment appeared, Wen Yi's master had already arrived in the cave of Xuanhuangzong Immortal Mountain.

Here, it belongs to Master Wen Yi, and in Xuanhuangzong, every powerful elder person has such treatment.

Can occupy a fairy mountain in Xuanhuangzong for cultivation.

After returning to his practice room, the master of literature and art could not wait to take out a human martial arts corpse during the implementation.

This corpse also looked extremely young, in his early twenties, he was born handsome and unparalleled, and he knew at a glance that he had a rather extraordinary identity before his life.

To be precise, this should not be called a corpse, but a normal human martial artist who was frozen in ice. In this frozen state, the soul of this human martial artist was also frozen.

Master Wen Yi first stripped the young martial artist's soul from his body, and then placed his body on the altar prepared in advance.

A series of talisman records were taken out from Master Wen Yi's storage ring, and along with the wave of his palm, bursts of indescribable luster were released from those talisman records.

This space was enveloped in a short period of time, and an extremely terrifying force was released from these runes and connected together in a short period of time.

That power enveloped the entire altar, causing the body of the young figure to be wrapped in a burst of light and gradually suspended in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Master Wen Yi continued to use his fingers to strike out the art, quickly descending on the young martial artist's body, causing the young martial artist's body to undergo some indescribable change.

Obviously, Master Wen Yi wanted to refine the body of this young martial artist into a puppet, and the cultivation base of the young martial artist had reached the peak of the middle emperor.

If you can have such a puppet, Master Wen Yi's personal strength will definitely skyrocket.

And if the secret technique he comprehends is to be carried out, he must use a martial arts soul with powerful soul power as an introduction.

This made Wen Yi think of Ye Feng, one is to avenge his disciple Wen Yi, and the second is that Master Wen Yi has seen the powerful soul power that Ye Feng possesses, which is just suitable for his shadow of refining the puppet.

Grabbing Ye Feng's soul can achieve two results with one stone.

Master Wen Yi didn't stay, and after refining the young man's body to a certain state, he took out the cloth bag containing Ye Feng's soul from the storage ring again.

Immediately, the cloth bag opened, and Ye Feng's soul appeared in front of Master Wen Yi again. Now, only the soul body of Ye Feng is left, without any combat effectiveness, and can only be at the mercy of Master Wen Yi.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing the horrified scene presented in this training room, Ye Feng couldn't help but shivered and asked Master Wen Yi.

Master Wen Yi looked at Ye Feng, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Refining the puppet, you will become the shadow of this puppet. In the future, you should be honored to fight for the old man on the battlefield!"

Master Wen Yi’s words contained a bit of fanaticism. Next, you only need to put Ye Feng’s soul into a dormant state, inject it into the body of the young man, and then use some secret technique to blend it together. You can complete the refining.

"frenzied!"

After Ye Feng heard the words of Master Wen Yi, he only felt his own creeps. Is he actually going to be someone else's introduction to refining a puppet?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little sad. He had thought about 100 ways to die in the future, but he had never thought of dying like he is now.

The soul was stripped by other people, and became the primer for the other side to refine the puppet!

"Hahaha, I won't tell you anymore, let's go obediently!"

Master Wen Yi didn’t care what Ye Feng said. After a frantic laugh, the phantom of his big hand was released again. The terrifying big hand directly wrapped Ye Feng’s body and immediately let Ye Feng felt uncomfortable all over his body.

He tried to struggle ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but couldn't get rid of the shackles of that big hand at all. Then, Master Wen Yi once again uttered an obscure spell.

The Fulu in the void was constantly evolving and turning, releasing bursts of strange power, instantly descending on Ye Feng's soul.

It made Ye Feng's soul seem to be instilled by some power, and gradually let him enter a dormant state.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Master Wen Yi injected Ye Feng's soul into that body little by little. This process was also quite slow, Master Wen Yi did not dare to be careless.

Feeling that Ye Feng's soul gradually merged with that body, and Wen Yi's missing mouth gradually showed a smile. He will finally succeed.

In the 7th day, Master Wen Yi completely integrated Ye Feng's soul into the body, making the body a perfect puppet smoothly.

The puppet has no thoughts and only listens to the master's words. More importantly, after the puppet is successfully refined, his strength during his lifetime will not be affected.

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