Chapter 821: Controller Soul

"If you want to dominate this seat, you are not qualified enough!"

The young man glanced at Feng Wuchen disdainfully, even if Feng Wuchen possessed the power to destroy the world, he still didn't take it seriously.

"Want to seize the power of time is even more fantastic!"

The soul of the device is getting colder and more arrogant.

"Hey! Why are you doing this? Brother Feng kindly wakes you up and wants you to break a seal formation? Isn't the soul of the artifact very great? Don't say thank you, let's just talk coldly!" Liu Qing said unhappy.

"This seat didn't let him wake up this seat, he is happy to do it himself." The soul of the weapon said confidently.

Feng Wuchen said with a tepid sneer: "Without my power, you will soon run out of power to destroy the world, and then you will fall asleep again. Without the power of time, you can only sleep forever."

"It's better to fall asleep than to fall into the hands of incompetent people like you!" The Soul of the Tool said coldly, extremely cold and proud.

"You don't want to, I have to come hard." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Haha!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, the weapon soul couldn't help laughing, and said arrogantly: "Smelly boy, you want to be hard? I really thought that with your five-layered cultivation base in the celestial realm, you can Why did you get this seat?"

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "Don't forget, you are just a soul body, even if it is the cultivation base of the gods, what about it?"

"The soul body is also enough to deal with you!" The soul body contemptuously said, the cultivator of the celestial realm is **** in the eyes of the soul body.

The soul of the instrument stared at Feng Wuchen coldly, and said, "The ugly words are ahead. It is for you to revive this seat. This seat does not care about you, but if you do your own way, this seat will not hesitate to kill. about you!"

"Oh? Really?" Feng Wuchen was not threatened at all. With a thought, the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda came out, and then a dozen soul puppets flashed out.

Seeing the emergence of more than a dozen Taoist gods, Liu Qingyang and the others could not help but feel relieved.

A dozen of them can beat a soul body, right?

"Nine-layer Universe Pagoda?" Seeing Feng Wuchen's golden light pagoda, the weapon soul was shocked, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? Do you recognize this baby? You seem to be afraid of this baby." Feng Wuchen sneered, and he could see that the spirit of the weapon was very afraid of the Nine-layer Universe Tower.

The soul of the weapon can recognize the Nine-layer Universe Tower, which also shows that the Nine-layer Universe Tower is an ancient artifact!

"Feng Wuchen's pagoda is extraordinary." Shao Siming frowned slightly, staring at the pagoda in Feng Wuchen's hand, looking like he wanted to take it.

"It's a pity that the Nine-Layered Universe Pagoda has been damaged, and it's just an immortal tool now, so I can't help this seat." The Soul of the Soul sneered, seeing that the Nine-Layered Universe Pagoda was just a fairy, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Soul Puppet had never seen Feng Wuchen's soul puppet from beginning to end, and obviously didn't pay attention to the dozens of transforming gods.

"I never said to use this baby to deal with you." Feng Wuchen drama abused.

"Could it be them? Is it just these wastes?" The Soul became more disdainful and arrogant, and even couldn't help but want to laugh.

"They are just to prevent the teeth of the Primordial Growth Ring from escaping." Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and dozens of Divine Transformation Realm flashed to the distant surroundings, blocking all retreats.

"Huh? Prevent this seat from escaping?" The Soul couldn't help being stunned, and then laughed up to the sky: "Haha! Haha!"

"Hall Master, what is this doing?" Ye Tianwei and the others looked at each other, and didn't know what medicine was sold in Feng Wuchen Gourd.

"Summon Primordial Fierce Beast?" Shao Si Ming frowned slightly, thinking of the Dark Demon Leopard, Shao Si Ming felt a panic in his heart. The fear that came from the soul could not be controlled.

The weapon soul has a high level of cultivation, although it is only a soul body, but it is also a powerhouse in the transformation of the gods. At the moment, only the dark demon can deal with the weapon soul.

"Is it funny?" Feng Wuchen slowly raised his palm and moved his mind. With his palm bending his claws, Qi Soul was sucked by Feng Wuchen.

The spirit of the weapon in the wild laugh, the face changed drastically, and they were horrified: "What's the matter? This is impossible! Brat, when are you..."

"What? Are you surprised?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer. Feng Wuchen's claws seemed to be able to trap the spirit of the weapon, and the spirit of the **** of transformation was unable to resist.

"This...what's going on?" Zhang Junlan and the others were stunned as they watched the spirit being trapped by Feng Wuchen and unable to resist. No one knew what was going on.

What magical power is this? Feng Wuchen has never seen such a terrifying magical power before.

"I'm not mistaken, am I? How could Big Brother Feng be trapped in the soul? That's the God Realm!" Liu Qingyang was almost frightened.

"Is the power of the ancient fierce beast? No, Feng Wuchen didn't urge energy at all. What is going on?" Shao Siming's eyes widened, and he couldn't explain what was happening at this moment.

"Is it the soul power of the master? The master is a seventh-rank alchemist, the realm of the emperor, so it can suppress the soul of the instrument." Lan Yue guessed.

"It's not the soul power. The teacher didn't urge the soul power at all. I don't know how the teacher did it." Zhang Junlan shook his head blankly.

Seeing that Qihun was picked up by Feng Wuchen by his neck, unable to resist, Liu Qingyang and his group and Shao Siming were stunned.

"What did you just say, saying that I am not qualified to control you? Isn't it a wishful thinking to say that I want to seize the power of time?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.

The spirit of the weapon struggled to resist, but it was useless, and was crushed to death by the wind and dust.

Feng Wuchen seems to possess a treasure that restrains the soul of a device.

"Kneel down!" Feng Wuchen's voice became cold in vain, and he shouted sharply. At the moment when he let go of his hand, Qihun actually knelt down.

The instrument soul face was full of anger and pain, but was unable to defy Feng Wuchen's orders.

"Smelly boy! When did you move your hands and feet?" The Soul roared furiously, glaring at Feng Wuchen with ferocious eyes.

After seeing the wound on Feng Wuchen's finger inadvertently, Qi Soul suddenly understood.

"You were at that time when the teeth of the Primordial Growth Ring absorbed the power of destroying the world...impossible, why didn't this seat notice it?" The spirit of the weapon roared with great anger.

"Because I am a refiner!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Bastard!" The instrument soul yelled, and the illusory figure instantly turned into a golden light into the teeth of the Primordial Growth Ring.

"call out!"

The teeth of the Taikoo annual ring burst out like lightning, trying to escape.

"Boom boom!"

The Primordial Ring Tooth rushed out, but was blocked by the energy condensed by more than a dozen soul puppets, and all collisions were blocked.

"I want to leave now, it's too late, your power is suppressed by me, you can't escape." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, his claws stuck out again, Feng Wuchen grabbed it, and then pulled back. , Actually pulled the soul of the artifact out of the artifact.