Mo Ximing's attitude made everyone slightly relieved, the red dragon was watching from the side, and Zhan Wuming saw that there was some unhappiness in the red dragon's eyes, which meant that this old guy was just a war emperor now, and it only needed one claw to slap him into a pulp, so why bother to make so many things? But Zhan Wuming was too lazy to pay attention to the mentality of the red dragon, and the arrogance of the dragon clan often did not know how to borrow strength. But the battle is different, although he is the body of Kunpeng, he is the mind of a human being.

"Let go of your life soul!" Zhan Wuming floated in front of Mo Ximing's body, and said lightly.

Mo Ximing's expression looked very respectful, and he knelt directly in front of Zhan Wusheng's body, and a thin mist quickly rose above the Houming Gate, and soon, this mist condensed into the shape of a villain, almost becoming an entity, which was the power of the life soul of the Void Yuan Realm. Zhan Wusheng couldn't help but smile, and a hint of playful coldness flashed in his eyes.

Mo Ximing's head was bowed respectfully, he couldn't see the expression of Zhan Wuxian, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel the Zhan Wuxian's divine soul brand coming out, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Please master brand the soul mark......"

"Very good, it turns out that this is the power of the life soul of the powerhouse of the Void Yuan Realm, and it is really almost condensed, and one more step can achieve the Yuan Spirit. There was no emotion in his voice.

Mo Ximing breathed a sigh of relief, but he cursed secretly in his heart, he forced the source of the life soul out, but the other party was there to admire the form of the life soul, but he didn't dare to have any opinions.

"Alright, relax your mind, I'm going to brand my soul mark!" Zhan Wuxian reminded again.

"Please do it, master!" said Mohima took a deep breath. Before his words fell, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, as he felt an extreme cold that directly froze the almost black mist-like life soul power that had risen to his life gate almost instantly. Then a piercing chill penetrated directly into his mind, and as soon as he entered his body, it seemed to turn into countless ice needles, not only penetrating his blood, but also freezing the sea of qi in an instant, and his primordial spirit seemed to be frozen in an instant, and it was powerless.

Mo Ximing cried out in shock: "You, what are you doing here?"

"It's not you, you want to call the master ......" Zhan Wu's voice came faintly, and a hint of sneer flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, master, what are you doing here?" asked Mo Ximing in shock, and his face was as pale as death with a rare hint of redness.

"Heh, I'm kidding you, don't be so alarmed. Zhan Wusheng lightly knocked on the frozen soul shadow above Mo Ximing's life gate, and the soul shadow suddenly turned into countless ice chips scattered in all directions.

Mo Ximing's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Wow, Mo Ximing, you are really powerful, your life soul is now turned into pieces and you are still alive, what kind of exercise is this, quickly talk to this master and see......" Zhan Wuming laughed like a naughty child.

At this time, even the red dragon saw that something was wrong, how could a person's life and soul be shattered and still alive, what kind of thing is this Mo Ximing?

Mo Ximing's expression suddenly became calm, and he struggled to stand up, but he found that his body seemed to be frozen, turned into an ice sculpture, and he couldn't stand up at all, he suddenly remembered that he was no longer a master of the Three Tribulations Void Yuan Realm, but a self-proclaimed cultivator, just a Battle Emperor Rank, and Kunpeng's extremely cold power completely froze him, and even his soul was about to freeze, and he couldn't dissolve it at all, and he couldn't even move his fingers to take out the runes on his body.

"How did you find out?" Mo Ximing took a deep breath, knowing that it was a foregone conclusion at this time, and there was no room for reversal, but he really wanted to know why Zhan Wusheng could see his Mo family's soul replacement method.

"The little method of substitute for the soul, how can you hide it from me, in fact, I just want to play with you, I want to prove whether you are a member of the Mo family, and now it has been confirmed that you are indeed a member of the Mo family, and this method of substitute soul is really only known by the people of the Mo family, and only the people of the Mo family know the cultivation method! Mo Xi Ming, Mo Xi Ming, you Mo family people like to play tricks on some unnecessary things, but it is easy to calculate, once my divine soul brand is branded on this substitute soul, then, you can control my life soul by controlling this substitute soul, and this method is also neat. Zhan Wudi couldn't help but laugh.

"You knew it from the beginning?" Moxi's face suddenly turned very ugly.

"Of course, I know from your name, there is no one in the Mo family who is not an expert in playing intrigue and trickery, where is there anyone who is willing to surrender and admit the Lord so easily, you shouldn't be so proactive, of course, if it weren't for my brother and I who know your Mo family too well, maybe it really is your way. But now you don't have a chance, seriously, I really want to control a person from the Mo family to take a look and see if this Mo family is the real first family of soul control......" Zhan Wuxian smiled playfully. After speaking, a flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and a terrifying heat instantly enveloped Mo Ximing directly into it.

"Ah......h This intense pain made Mo Ximing suddenly erupt, as if the prohibition on his body was directly rushed away by that desperate pain in an instant, and his body was suddenly able to move, and a violent aura suddenly rose.

"Ice and Fire Heaven is what I said about it......" Zhan Wufang smiled. Just when Mo Ximing's breath was soaring, a phantom quickly disappeared into Mo Ximing's life, this time, Zhan Wuming no longer hesitated, and the two forces of feng shui outside the body suddenly condensed, turning into a yin and yang Taiji, and a huge coercion emanated from the blood.

The Kunpeng bloodline was fierce and powerful, and all the beasts were in ambush, even the red dragon was shocked and retreated a few steps, and Mo Ximing's body under the command of Zhan Wuming suddenly shook, as if he had suddenly entered some kind of nightmare, and his face was filled with despair and horror...... All kinds of expressions of joy, anger, surprise, worry, laughter, or crying are presented one by one. The crazy breath in his body also fell again in an instant, like a deflated ball.

In the middle of the night, Mo Xi spewed out a mouthful of black, his body fell to the ground, and Zhan Wuxing also let out a long breath, and the desolate and ancient domineering and boundless aura on his body gradually dissipated, and the beasts gradually returned to normal, looking at Zhan Wuxing with an extremely reverent look. This is the true supreme bloodline coercion, this is their Kunpeng Lord......

"I didn't expect that the people of the Mo family are really not easy to control, and there is actually a guardian spell in the soul!" Zhan Wuming waved his hand to collect the flames on Mo Ximing's body, and a cold air rushed out of his seven orifices like a dragon and snake, and was quietly taken away by Zhan Wuming.

"Mo Ximing has seen the master!" Mo Ximing's expression was calm, but his face and eyes showed an extremely haggard color, as if he had just experienced countless nightmares, and even experienced several terrifying reincarnations, the whole person's breath was completely lost, but his eyes looked respectful.

Chilong looked at Zhan Wuming and Mo Ximing in a daze, he didn't seem to expect that Zhan Wuming would really control this terrifying opponent, as for what means Zhan Wuming used, he was full of doubts in his heart, but he was a little more in awe of Zhan Wuming. A War Emperor can easily control the soul of a Master of the Three Tribulations Void Yuan Realm, what a powerful soul power is required, although the Void Soul tortured Mo Ximing to the point of damage to his soul with extremely cruel means, but even if the Soul of the Void Yuan Realm is damaged, it cannot be compared to a War Emperor, but this kind of abnormality can only be attributed to the identity of the Kunpeng of the Battle Void Realm, and he can have the supreme bloodline, and his soul must be very powerful, so this can easily control the soul of a master of the Three Tribulations Void Yuan Realm.

"Put the souls of those soul slaves back in their place. "Zhan Wuxian swept over the sky above the group of soul slaves, the ice and snow on the plain quickly melted into water vapor, and the ice around the bodies of those soul slaves also quickly melted, but at this moment, the soul slaves were like clay carvings and wood sculptures, without any movement, it was obvious that the transformation of the master's soul made them lose their orders and had no desire to attack.

"Yes, master!" Mo Ximing did not disobey the order of the War of Resistance at all, directly took out a strange jade bottle, pinched out a few seals in his hand, and a string of low but extremely penetrating spells quickly spread throughout the plain, and then layers of gloomy mist rose from the sky, as if there were countless resentful spirits wailing and screaming. But soon, these cold mist quickly sank into the bodies of the group of soul slaves. Gradually, the heavens and the earth returned to clarity, but those soul slaves became dazed again, looking around one by one, only to find that the countless armies of demonic beasts around them had blocked almost all their ways out.

Suddenly, all the soul slaves were nervously on guard. However, they found that these demonic beasts did not have the intention of preparing to attack, but they did not dare to act rashly.

"I am the supreme commander of the Beast Legion, Zhan Wupeng, and it was I who killed the Heavenly Mandate Sect, awakened your souls, and restored you to your true nature. Give you a new lease of life and a chance to take revenge. The voice of the battle was leisurely heard, full of demagogy, and at the same time full of domineering.

There was a low noise among the soul slaves, and when they gradually regained their memories, they were like the group of soul slaves who had been regained outside the Green Disk Star that day, each with different expressions. However, Zhan Wuming didn't talk too much nonsense this time, just sent out those soul slaves who were recovered outside the Green Disk Star, and directly let them claim their acquaintances and let them show up to say the truth, this kind of thing, Zhan Wuming is not in the mood to do everything himself, tens of thousands of soul slaves at a time, and they have to raise them themselves, if these people don't want to follow them, just go with them. But the eyes of the battle were cast in the direction of the big snowy mountain in the distance, on the top of the snowy mountain, he had seen a few figures, why did those never appear, what kind of force did they have? Why did they appear on this blue pluto?

Zhan Wusheng didn't want to leave any hidden dangers, so this group of people must be found, and as for whether they were friends or foes, he had to have absolute control over these people, because he didn't want Kunpeng's identity to be known by some uncontrollable people.

"If you don't come out again, then, you will face the wrath of my Warcraft Legion, no matter who you are, you don't have time to think about it! And his voice echoed in the major valleys of the snow-capped mountains, causing many snow-capped mountains to collapse, but Zhan Wusheng didn't care about this, he only cared about who this group of enemies was.

Before the words of Zhan Wuxing fell, a group of people quickly flew out of the valley in the distance, these people were in tatters, but they were very clean, and their spirits were not bad, when they saw this group of people, Zhan Wuxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but there were only more than a thousand people, and the highest cultivation among these people was only a holy rank, and there was no threat to Zhan Wuxuan at all, but when his gaze fell on a woman who floated out at the end, his expression was suddenly sluggish...... I couldn't help but shout softly: "Wutong!"

The first book of the Book King novel