Chapter 148 The End of Chasing the Wind

Han Yuan saw this translucent little man, but he didn't recognize what it was at first.

Hearing his voice, Han Yuan realized that this was actually the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Such a scene is exactly the body-snatching link that the immortal world loves to see.

But Han Yuan had a very strange feeling.

That is, the little man in front of him seemed powerful and imposing, but he seemed to have the illusion that he could grab him at will?

Ancestor Zhufeng was sensitive and noticed that the cultivator in front of him had a strange look in his eyes. Not only was he not afraid of him, but he was looking at him curiously.

He thought about it and understood that this cultivator had not figured out the current situation, so naturally he was not afraid.

'It's a pity, although he has amazing talent, he can only become a confused ghost now. I am not interested in explaining to the dead. '

Ancestor Zhufeng looked at Han Yuan with pity, and then rushed to Han Yuan's body without hesitation.

His speed was too fast!

The speed of the Nascent Soul was unimaginably fast.

In just a moment, Zhu Feng entered Han Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, when he came to Han Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, he was stunned by what he saw.

He saw that this person's sea of ​​consciousness was unexpectedly huge, but this was the second most impressive thing. The most impressive thing was that a large number of spiritual texts formed a cylindrical subtitle, surrounding a soul connected with countless threads all over the body in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Each spiritual text emitted a different light, illuminating the soul, making the soul body mysterious in color.

And this soul was more than dozens of times larger than a normal person, with both feet stepping on a sea of ​​soul power, and a sea of ​​consciousness extending above the head.

From a distance, it was like a giant supporting the sky!

Such a scene naturally made Zhu Feng, who had just entered the sea of ​​consciousness, stunned for a moment.

But soon, Zhu Feng woke up, locked his eyes on Han Yuan's soul body, and rushed over without hesitation, intending to devour it and complete the possession!

However, at this moment.

Han Yuan's soul body opened his eyes and looked over, and uttered a word: "Fixed!"

The sneer on Zhufeng's Yuanying immediately froze on his face. Not only the smile, but even his Yuanying body was firmly fixed on the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, unable to move.

Zhufeng opened his mouth to speak, but a force emerged from his body and stopped him from speaking.

Han Yuan looked at the old ancestor Zhufeng with pity.

At this time, he had realized where the feeling just now came from. This old man actually practiced the pseudo-yuanshen technique called "Shenmu Xianjing"!

The cultivators who practiced this technique will become the rations of the authentic practitioners of "Jianmu Xianjing"!

In other words, in front of Han Yuan, this Yuanying who lost his body has become his food, not an invading enemy!

The old ancestor Zhufeng's heart became more and more terrified, but the body of the Yuanying was as if someone had taken away the control directly, and he had no ability to resist.

It was like a ripe fruit, allowing Han Yuan to take it.

"What a domineering secret door of the technique, life and death are at the mercy of others!"

Han Yuan was also very surprised. He didn't use any special means just now. He just ran the "Jianmu Xiandian" and easily controlled this Nascent Soul body. If other practitioners of the "Jianmu Xiandian" who also practiced the authentic foundation-building method could do the same.

Han Yuan slightly relaxed the man's ability to speak and asked, "Who are you?"

Ancestor Zhufeng said, "You, you kid, let me go!"

Han Yuan frowned, "It seems that there is no room for negotiation, then you..."

"Wait, let's talk it over. I am Master Zhufeng of Yunyang Sect. This time I was rude. I am willing to pay compensation. Divine skills, spirit stones, treasures, whatever! Just ask!"

After trying, Ancestor Zhufeng found that he could not move at all and could not mobilize the mana in his body, so he simply admitted defeat and cursed himself in his heart. It seems that he has hit a wall.

Han Yuan was surprised when he heard this. Wasn't the Nascent Soul Patriarch of Yunyang Sect on the front line? How come he appeared here, looking like he was beaten like a dog?

Han Yuan immediately took out the communication token and contacted Patriarch Ziyun.

When Patriarch Ziyun saw that it was Han Yuan, he answered the call.

"Ancestor, can you still defend there?" Han Yuan asked.

"Haha, Han boy, you underestimate me too much. Today, I killed Qingqiu Zhenren in the battle formation and blew up Zhufeng Zhenren's body. With my own strength, I can destroy Yunyang Sect!"

Patriarch Ziyun is usually a very calm old man, but now he looks very happy, which shows that this record really makes him proud.

"The situation with Danxia Sect is almost resolved. Now it is only a matter of time before the two sects are destroyed. This time, the destruction of the two sects and the death of four Yuanying are enough to prove the authenticity of the technique. I will quietly arrange for someone to leak the technique. Don't show up outside." Ziyun Patriarch immediately reminded him.

Han Yuan was sweating. Ziyun Patriarch was a little crazy. He had just destroyed two sects, and the subsequent plan was already on the agenda. If this pseudo-god technique was leaked to the entire Beiyuan Province, the situation would be unimaginable.

Han Yuan talked with Ziyun Patriarch for a few words and then hung up the communication.

Then, Han Yuan's attention returned to the sea of ​​consciousness again.

At this time, Zhufeng was still begging him for mercy in a tactful way.

But after Han Yuan knew his background, he had no intention of keeping him.

"Destroy!"

The next moment, Han Yuan activated the "Qingmu Yuanling Chapter" of the "Jianmu Xiandian" to control the mana of the old ancestor Zhufeng and destroy his consciousness.

Without any resistance, the consciousness of the old ancestor Zhufeng was dispelled by Han Yuan, and the original Nascent Soul form soon naturally changed into a ball of pure energy. This ball of energy contained pure mana and soul power, and turned into a special treasure pill.

A dignified Nascent Soul real person fell silently.

"You died too quietly. I can't even tell others about your death."

Han Yuan shook his head. He couldn't tell the news of Zhufeng's death to the old ancestor Ziyun, because normally, he couldn't bear it if he encountered a Nascent Soul taking over his body. Telling it would only cause unnecessary trouble.

Han Yuan raised his hand and a ring flew out of the pill. It was the storage ring.

When his consciousness probed into it, he immediately saw a lot of treasures, including a fourth-grade low-grade magic weapon flying sword, a fourth-grade middle-grade spiritual weapon armor, and various precious materials that dazzled Han Yuan's eyes.

"This time, I picked up a big bargain!"

Han Yuan was surprised.

He could encounter such a good thing that fell from the sky. His luck was against the sky!

"Wait, since the two Yuanyings of Yunyang Sect have died, then the treasure house in Yunyang Sect is ownerless, right? Without Yuanying sitting in, there is no need to worry about safety issues. Moreover, once Yunyang Sect gets the news, the cultivators of Yunyang Sect will definitely run away with the money. In this case, it is better for me to collect it first, so as to save the sect from losing a huge fortune."

Han Yuan's eyes lit up. He got the treasure, which meant that the sect got the treasure, which was the maximum benefit.