Nanzhan Buzhou!

Chang'an, suburbs!

The wide pipeline is full of traffic, and Chang'an, as the capital of the Tang Dynasty, is filled with countless people every day, like a drop of water gathering like a sea.

The bench that has polished off all the edges and corners is placed in front of the square table, and a white cloth writing tea is erected on the flagpole to waive in the wind, but the tea has been blurred under the deep wind and sun over the years.

Yang Qifeng sat on the bench, a bowl of brown tea was placed in front of him, he was quietly indifferent, his eyes were calm and level-headed ahead, and a stream of turbid air was greeted in his face, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, the turbidity was full of a rancid smell, and he raised his eyes to look around and even the aura had become black.

Immortals are separated, this is not the gap between lives, or this rolling humane power is a great poison for immortals.

The more humane and prosperous the place, the greater the rejection of the immortal road, in such a place it is said that it is a step further, and it is difficult to maintain one's own cultivation without falling, so the people of the immortal road are all in the place where no one traces to open up the mountain gate, and the situation of people and immortals living together in ancient times can no longer appear, after all, humanity was not prosperous at that time, but today's humane prosperity faintly has a tendency to surpass the immortal road, even if it is pressed down by the immortal road, this is just a shallow foundation of humanity, just like the dynasty model, the early days of the establishment of the new wave are all kinds of tribulations, but one day the new wave completely overthrows the old dynasty and then determines the future。

This point is extremely scary, after all, this saint can be arranged to enter without a trace, if there is a saint in the immortal road, humanity has no chance to surpass the immortal road, but the saint is nowhere to be found.

A divine light flew out, and came to Yang Qifeng's body out of thin air, he watched the light fall into his body, a hair grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and phantoms appeared in his eyes, and the memory of the incarnation was short and continuous Yang Qifeng comprehended it all, his eyes were filled with divine light, Bai Ze had a bad mind, and the demon queen had other plans, which was not out of his expectations, what Yang Qifeng really cared about was the last demon queen to take out a trace of Bai Ze's soul.

Bai Ze is also congenitally sacred, he understands the feelings of all things, knows the appearance of all things in the world, and is actually restrained by a trace of soul, the one who can do it must be the Demon Emperor, and no one else can do it except this person.

The demon queen uses the soul as a guide to let Bai Ze do things, which explains why the demon queen can still drive Bai Ze, the demon emperor can restrain Bai Ze with a trace of soul drive, and the other demon gods can not be an exception, and the demon queen's means hole cards have some estimates that are beyond their own estimates.

Yang Qifeng's face showed a solemn look, ascending to the position of the Demon Emperor is not an obstacle, Xi He wants to abolish the position of the Demon Emperor, it will definitely not prevent him from ascending to the Demon Emperor, with the understanding that Xi He's internal battle has changed from ascending to the Demon Emperor to abolishing the Demon Queen, Xi He masters all the demon gods with his soul Even if Yang Qifeng ascends to the throne of the Demon Emperor, he is just a puppet, and the identity of Bai Ze in the demon clan cannot escape control, let alone the other demon gods.

If the Demon Emperor wants to restrain the souls of all demon gods, he must refine a treasure, otherwise the souls will be bound out of the place where there is no storage, and they will slowly collapse, and they will not be able to restrain the demon gods from all walks of life.

Thinking deeper, Bai Ze couldn't escape the fate of being restrained by his soul, how could he Yang Qifeng be an exception, he knew the characteristics of the treasure, after all, he had personally refined a treasure.

Medical book!

Although that treasure of medical education is only half completed, it can automatically record all mortal herbs, even if a pharmacist cultivates a new variety, it will come out in the last second, and the next second it will automatically appear on the medical book.

If the Demon Emperor also refined a treasure, all the demon clan will automatically be bound by the treasure A trace of soul, if you want to get rid of this, you can only resist with strength, but he is not born sacred, he was born at the beginning of the immortal path has not been completed, how can he resist such a treasure to restrain the soul, thinking of this Yang Qifeng He can't be indifferent, he began to look around himself, the Yuan Shen inspected the body, and began to check whether his soul was missing.

If it were for him to be weak, Yang Qifeng would have no confidence to do this, but at this moment he has become a quasi-saint, although this is only a physical body, but the Yuan Shen is also Da Luo, and he has the ability to investigate whether he is deficient.

It's not hard to check if your soul is lacking.

Soon he had already finished investigating, his face turned blue, his soul was really incomplete, he lacked a trace of soul, and was replaced by a very special force, under this force, he did not have the slightest image of cultivation or lifespan, but this special power is not infinite to eliminate all the consequences, Jin Xian, Da Luo, this realm It can make up for it, the quasi-saint has the example of Bai Ze, but he is definitely not at the level of the strongest, the lack of soul will not only affect Yang Qifeng's primordial spirit and cannot be advanced to the strongest, even his physical body will be implicated and stop at the stage of the quasi-saint。

In layman's terms, his potential is at its best.

"This is the method used by the Demon Emperor to control the Demon Clan, and it is really ruthless," Yang Qifeng muttered to himself with his lips wriggling.

There is a huge gap between the strongest and the quasi-saint, after this supreme treasure comes out, the birth of the strongest person of the demon clan can no longer be born without his permission, especially the most important point, Yang Qifeng has never had the idea of his soul being incomplete since he cultivated his Dao, with his strength I don't know how many times he has investigated his own soul, and when his strength is low, it will be counted, gather five qi, condense three flowers, this is also a lot of connections with the soul, again and again he did not find any clues, if it were not for the news brought by the incarnation this time, he would not have doubts at all.

There is a force in the dark that covers all this, Yang Qifeng recalled in his mind a certain content before his crossing, the mother that the protagonist was looking for had appeared in front of him, and the two sides even had a lot of exchanges to know each other's information, one was looking for a mother, the other was looking for a son, but he was covered by supernatural powers, and he didn't know each other, he sighed how cruel it was, but the scene in front of him was similar to this scene.

If he doesn't break this level of intellectual disability, even if he examines his soul ten times, he won't think that his soul is deficient.

The treasure that restrained the soul gave Yang Qifeng a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't recall it, with his cultivation, all memories were like books, and they could be viewed anytime and anywhere.

The power of the primordial gods burst out, Yang Qifeng began to operate his mana, and he began to investigate from the source of his memory.

The memory of the previous life is only a few decades, and it is extremely fast to investigate, and soon he traces down where there is a special reaction, and he will soon be locked by him when there is a problem with his memory.

"Romance of the Gods?" Yang Qifeng muttered to himself.