Violent Martial Soul System

Although it was already dark at this time, Hui Gule, the high priest of the Black Mosquito Department, was still in the side hall of the ancestral temple, discussing some important matters with the chief tribal leader Zuo Fengtai.

Although the two are only friendly on the surface, they have been secretly intriguing in private. One is the high priest, but in fact controls most of the power of the Black Mosquito Department. Turn the situation around and completely control the entire black mosquito department.

But even so, when the entire Black Mosquito Department is undergoing sudden changes, and it is not known whether the fall of the Black Mosquito will affect the entire tribe, Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule, who are the high priest and chief commander, In terms of the attitude to deal with this matter, there is obviously no Jiedi, and it can be said that they work together without hindrance.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have been talking about nightfall, and they hadn't dispersed yet.

The inner hall of the ancestral temple where the two are located belongs to the important place of the tribe. Even the ordinary priests in the ancestral temple cannot step in at will. Behind the ancestral temple compound, all the ancestral temple guards along the way did not stop him, allowing him to drive straight in.

Along the way, Zhao Feng had been thinking all the time, at least, he had to find a plausible reason for coming to visit the High Priest at this hour of night.

However, he was soon relieved, and after a dumb smile, he directly threw this thought behind his head, and no longer struggled with it.

Anyway, sooner or later, you will have to tear your face, so why bother?

With the terrifying power of the Crying Soul Blood Horn that can completely crush even the supreme existence in the Cave and Heaven Realm, Hui Gule and Zuo Fengtai are just two origin realms. At that time, Zhao Feng only needs to sacrifice the Crying Soul Blood Horn to suppress the momentum. Under the circumstances, the two of them might not even turn around and run away, they will be completely restrained in an instant, unable to move!

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately felt relieved. Although he didn't want to rely too much on the power of the screaming soul and the headless baby corpse, it was still too short to enter the starry sky environment, and what he had to face this time They are two terrifying existences in the origin of the ninth realm.

Faced with such a huge disparity, it is not incomprehensible and acceptable to rely on external forces a little bit.

Just as he was thinking about it, the gate of the inner hall of the ancestral temple in front of him was already in sight. Inside the hall was a small hall with some doors on the left and right. One person, Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule secretly discussed important matters, some priests who originally served here must have been driven away.

In this way, it is more convenient for Zhao Feng to act!

After calming down, Zhao Feng took a deep breath, stepped into the gate of the inner hall of the ancestral temple, then turned around and walked straight to the door with the lights on.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he looked up and saw Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule who were sipping spirit tea and talking softly.

The two sat across the desk looking at each other, and the atmosphere seemed to be quite harmonious, but at this moment when they looked up and saw Zhao Feng suddenly appearing, they were all stunned in surprise.

"What are you doing here? Don't forget that you are not the holy son of the Black Mosquito Department before the ceremony. How can you be allowed to come and go as you please?"

After recovering, Zuo Fengtai's complexion sank immediately, and he let out a cold snort, and cast a sideways glance at Zhao Feng, who was stepping into the room, with an extremely unfriendly tone.

On the side, the high priest Hui Gule frowned slightly, and when he was about to ask Zhao Feng why he came this time, the latter had already spoken first, with a slight smile on his face, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. It's a trivial matter: "The reason why I came here is naturally to clear up the confusion of the commander. As you said, Zuo Licheng and Zuo Hongwu's uncle and nephew, including all the demon scouts in the Fengteng , were all killed by me..."

"To be precise,

More than half of them fell when the hull of the battleship Fengteng was bombarded by the super star-killing cannons of the two scout fortresses of Black Mosquito and Black Wind, and the other half was slaughtered by the army of beasts under my seat, including Your son and your brother! "

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Following Zhao Feng's words, Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule on the opposite side all subconsciously opened their mouths wide and looked at him in astonishment, even their eyes flickered with suspicion.

That kind of look clearly gives people the feeling that they are looking at a neuropathy.

Obviously, the two of them didn't believe what they said, and they didn't hesitate at all, so they just regarded it as crazy talk!

After two full breaths, Zuo Fengtai came back to his senses and realized that he had been teased and provoked by Zhao Feng face to face. Under the embarrassment, he immediately flew into a rage, and roared loudly with beard and hair: "Stinky boy!" , you are courting death!"

Before the words were finished, Zuo Fengtai raised his right hand and slapped it out with all his strength...

"It's you who is courting death!"

"Om..."

Zhao Feng's face suddenly froze, and he retorted in a deep voice, and at the same time activated the mysterious imprint of the sea of ​​consciousness in his brain without hesitation.

In less than half a second, a slight but intense low buzzing sound enveloped the entire huge house, and a blood-colored horse roared out of Zhao Feng's body, rising against the wind, and the blink of an eye was enough. For about ten feet, hovering over the room, poured out a majestic and coercive aura, which instantly dispelled Zuo Fengtai's palm force with all his strength, and disappeared into nothingness!

"Crying Soul Blood Horn? This is impossible..."

"What's the situation? The breath of this big corner... at least beyond the cave realm, how can there be such an existence?"

Almost at the same instant, the expressions of Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule changed drastically, and they both exclaimed in astonishment.

Although the latter roughly sensed the level of the Crying Soul Blood Horn, they obviously didn't know its origin, but Hui Gule, the high priest of the Black Mosquito Department, was different.

As soon as the Crying Soul Blood Horn appeared, shocks flashed through his mind, and he realized everything in an instant!

After the first sound of exclamation came out, he turned his head in shock and looked at the calm and composed Zhao Feng with a grim expression: "It turns out that you were the one who ruined my good deeds in Montenegro? It seems that you The thing about the two scout fortresses of the Black Mosquito and the Black Wind should be true, damn it, as a demon, you turned your back on your clan and turned to the human race..."

"I'm sorry, I was originally a human being, but I just swallowed a lot of demon brain cores, so I also grew one in my brain!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Feng shook his head and threw another blockbuster. Seeing that the two people on the opposite side were shocked again, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, and sighed faintly: "Don't look at me like that, it's just that you are too confident. Cultivators can’t have magic cores? Traditional ideas kill people..."

With a wave, the two twelfth-level slave seals that had been prepared earlier were shot out, and they sank into the figure in the blink of an eye. Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule, who were suppressed by the power of the blood horn and could not move at all, stood between the eyebrows of Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule. Flash, disappear.

As the two twelfth-level slave seals entered the eyebrows of Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule at almost the same time, they disappeared in a flash, and the eyes of these two guys almost blurred in response to the sound. The look of shock and fury also began to dissipate slowly.

Obviously, this is clearly that the slave mark has quickly entered their brains, and successfully entered the spiritual source core of the brain, and started the process of enslavement refining...

Although Zuo Fengtai and Huigule are both supreme existences of the ninth great realm of origin, it seems that they shouldn't be so unbearable, but in fact, if they don't have a level of realm, at least they have to surpass the suppression of the Crying Soul Blood Horn of Dongtian Realm Therefore, it is impossible for Zhao Feng to get it.

There is no possibility that the two slave marks that were shot away even touched the skin of Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule.

So, the seemingly easy situation and results in front of me are actually entirely due to the use of a terrifying Cunda whose strength surpasses that of the Dongtian Realm, such as the Crying Soul Blood Horn. It is not surprising to think about it this way.

In addition, the reason why these two guys reacted so quickly and immediately is also without any suspense. Although Zhao Feng's cultivation base is a bit weaker, only the second largest realm of Meteor Realm, his spiritual source core The level is not low, it has already reached level six.

In the entire demon group, it is only second to the demon emperor Mo Wenxing, and is comparable to a few people such as the high priest of the imperial city, Wenxing.

As for Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule, even Hui Gule, who is the high priest, has only the fifth level of spiritual source core in his brain. With the twelfth-level slave mark that was condensed after repeated repetitions of power, they naturally have no resistance.

As long as the slave seal is successfully submerged into the body, there will be no suspense about the final result!

However, these two guys are the existence of the original point after all, and the spiritual power contained in the source core in the brain is majestic and mighty. Even with the power of the twelfth-level slave seal, it is necessary to refine it all Branding the brand of slavery, the time required for the whole process is obviously far from ordinary.

Zhao Feng was not in a hurry, he walked slowly to the side table, pulled a chair and sat down, then took a clean small cup, poured a glass, and began to taste Tang Shicai. I don't know if it is Zuo Fengtai or The spiritual tea made by Hui Gule is here.

During this process, he never retracted the crying blood horn hanging above the house.

After all, the targets this time are all supreme existences with the cultivation base of the origin point. Duan is far from being comparable to the strong demons that Zhao Feng enslaved before. Yu courted death!

After touching a stick of incense, the process of enslaving and refining the inner cores of the brains of Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule by the two twelfth-level slave seals was finally fully completed.

The blurred look in the eyes of the two slowly faded, and the clarity returned to them again, and then they walked up to Zhao Feng respectfully, standing on the left and right, as if waiting for orders to be ordered, not even a word of nonsense.

This is the normal behavior after being enslaved by slave seal refinement. I don’t know what’s wrong with that wretched mosquito. The first time he pretended, but the second time he was really enslaved. After being dishonest for a few days, the weirdness resumed soon after.

I really have to take some time to look back and find out what went wrong with this guy.

Of course, the reason why Zhao Feng brought him out of the cave this time was actually to test him out. Once he had any abnormal movements, Zhao Feng would be able to sense and connect with the slave seal in his brain. Know everything in an instant!

It's a pity that I don't know if that guy really has a problem, or if he will easily show his feet...

After a little distraction, Zhao Feng quickly put the matter of the wretched mosquito slaughter behind his head, swept his eyes away, and examined Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule who were standing on the left and right sides respectively.

After confirming that there was no problem, he put his mind at ease and said, "From now on, when there are other people around, you can still call me Zhang Wuji. The word master cannot be heard by any outsider. Besides, in public At that time, your words and deeds have to be the same as usual, and the affairs of the entire Black Mosquito tribe will still be taken care of by the two of you, as usual, everything will be fine..."

Facing this order, Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gule responded respectfully, Zhao Feng was quite relieved about this, and never thought that the two of them would appear abnormal in front of others, so that they would show their feet!

After all, Zhao Feng has already planted more than ten thousand slave seals, and his experience has already been extremely rich!

After waving a wave of mental power to the Crying Soul Blood Horn, summoning it to return to his body, Zhao Feng fell into deep groaning.

Right now, these two guys are already his demon slaves. Zhao Feng can ask any questions or puzzles casually, and the answers he gets must be absolutely true, and there is no possibility of being fooled.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng was naturally a little impatient. He pondered at this moment, thinking about the doubts that haunted his heart, thinking about asking one by one slowly, and finally getting answers to all of them. It must be a very happy thing.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it for a while, he realized that he couldn't find many questions that he seemed to need these two guys to answer.

Similar to what Zuo Licheng and Zuo Hongwu did to him when he went to the Demon Emperor's Star Road before, whether it was related to Zuo Fengtai or not, now it is completely superfluous, and there is no need to ask in detail.

In the end, Zhao Feng turned his attention to Huigule, and he had a question in his mind about this old fellow.

One is about the countless crying soul beasts in the underground crying soul cave of Black Mountain Star, and the crying soul blood horn that has been refined and subdued by the headless baby corpse.

The second reason is that Hui Gule gave Zhao Feng two spiritual brandings before, and asked him to take the spirit rabbit transformed from the demon pupil out of the forbidden land of the Holy Demon.

The last one is how close is the relationship between High Priest Wenxing and Huigule? Before that, did Wenxing reveal any words or thoughts related to Zhao Feng to Huigule in private?

Zhao Feng asked Hui Gule about this question one by one, and the latter gave a detailed reply.

Regarding the second question, that is, the matter of the ghost rabbit transformed into a spirit rabbit, there is nothing strange about it. As Hui Gule said before, it was when he entered the Holy Demon Forbidden Land last time that he exhausted all his energy but could not But in the end he failed to trap the thing, and during the one-month hunt, he also discovered that this spirit rabbit was very interested in high-level spiritual power and was very close, so he asked Zhao Feng to bring it out. Forbidden.

However, Zhao Feng was taken aback by the replies to the first and second questions, and his face darkened instantly. The mind is even more like a conditioned reflex, and four words emerge.

Treacherous and slippery!