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"You said, how should I deal with you?"

Song Yan looked at the small corpse with amusement.

After hearing that, Xiao Zhe's face changed again. The next moment, he "knocked down" and fell to the ground: "Master, your slave will be your slave afterwards!"

This little corpse's repair is very strong, and has reached the peak of the last stage of God King.

But the mistake was that he used more than a drop of blood from Song Yong, so he couldn't resist his soul power at all.

"You don't think that's it, I'll let you go, right?" Looking at the little corpse who was kneeling in front of himself, Song Yan said playfully.

The corpse bit his teeth and said, "Master, although our family is cursed, we still have heavenly gods. Those heavenly soldiers are sealed by us in a treasure house, and they can take you to collect them!"

"Oh, what is the God of Heaven?" Song Kun asked a little puzzled.

The small corpse dare not conceal: "The heavenly **** soldiers are made by the heavenly gods themselves, and contain the heavenly **** power. If two **** kings with the same strength are duel, the **** king with the heavenly **** soldiers in hand can easily kill each other, because the heavenly gods The magic soldier can not only improve his own strength, but also suppress the other side! "

"So, then take me to that treasure house to see it!" Song Zheng nodded.

"Master please!"

The small corpse started to lead the way, Song Kun gave a ringing finger, the **** king who twisted his buttocks stopped twisting, and then followed Song Kun as a faithful guard.

Under the guidance of the corpse corpse, the group came to the depths of the Forbidden City of Mist.

I saw the corpse playing a series of tactics, a mountain broke apart and a passage appeared.

"Master, the treasure house is in the mountain!"

The corpse pleaded.

Song Zheng nodded, motioning to the other side to continue the way.

Along the way, a huge portal appeared at the end of the stairs, covered with powerful prohibitions.

The corpse was then broken, and two doors opened suddenly.

"Master please!"

The little corpse stood in front of the gate.

"There won't be a trap inside, right?" Song Yan asked, looking at the corpse.

"Don't dare! Your subordinates are sincerely obedient!" The corpse explained nervously.

So Song Yan stepped in and went in.

The space inside the gate is unusually wide, and there are nearly a thousand different kinds of weapons suspended in it. The surface of these weapons has runes flashing and in a sealed state.

Just then, a large array rose up, covering the entire treasure house.

"Little corpse, what do you mean? Are you going to betray me?"

Song Yan asked coldly.

The corpse's proud voice sounded: "If this big array is fully launched, you can freeze your spirits. You are really stupid, I really think I will worship you!"

"Little corpse, give you a chance to open the formation, I will spare you not to die!" Song Yan said in a deep voice.

"Bluff, wait for the King to start a large battle to completely imprison your spirits!"

The corpse sneered repeatedly and played a series of tricks. Suddenly, the formation was reversed, and a strange power appeared. He wanted to freeze Song Ji's spirit.

"Ha ha!"

Song Kun smiled, and when the spirit trembled, this strange energy was dissipated, but the spirit of the King of Stars was frozen and turned into a statue standing still.

However, Song Yan calmly pretended to be frozen and stood still.

The little corpse was very alert.

Several tactics were urged again, causing the mysterious forces in the array to pour into Song Hai and the King of Stars several times.

Even so, he silently observed more than a dozen hours of Song Yong before stepping into the battle.

"Haha, little bunny fighting with me, you're still tender!"

The corpse chuckled, his face full of pride.

"Little bunny, who do you scold?"

The sudden sound startled the corpse, and then a panic appeared on his face, and he was forced to withdraw from the formation subconsciously.

"Kneel down!"

Just then, Song Yan gave a light drink.

The corpse's face appeared struggling, but in the end, he still fell to his knees in front of Song Kun.

Song Xun did not bother with the small corpse, but urged his soul to dissolve the energy of the star **** King to understand the sea, and rescued him.

"Snapped!"

Next, Song Yan raised his hand to slap the fan of the corpse slap, and directly regained his sobriety: "Little cub, I really don't know how to deal with it, forgive you for your life and dare to count me! Let's go, how do you want to die? "

"Master forgiveness! Forgiveness, subordinates never dare!"

The corpse **** panicked and begged for mercy.

"Isn't it simple to be a **** soldier this day?"

Song Yan suddenly asked.

"This ...?" Hesitation appeared on Xiaozui's face.

Song Yong said coldly: "If I haven't guessed wrongly, these so-called heavenly **** soldiers are simply ominous soldiers. These heavenly **** soldiers were created by former heavenly gods. If anyone uses these heavenly **** soldiers, they will be known by the present heavenly gods. I feel that most of them will reduce the penalty? "

"Master is wise! Master lives!"

The horror on the corpse's face was more intense.

"Xiao Wang Ba Shi, kindly spare your life, actually calculated me again and again, it seems that you really can't stay with you!" Song Yi kicked the corpse to kick and fly.

"Master spares life! Master spares life, as long as the master spares the villain, the villain can tell you a big secret!"

"Ha ha!"

Song Yan smiled, with a little disdain: "Your life and death are between my thoughts, you said, in front of me, can you keep a secret?"

Suddenly, the corpse's face turned pale.

He continued to scratch his head and said, "Master, the villain confesses everything, and here he has a technique for practicing heaven!"

"Oh, how can you have heavenly power?"

Song Yan asked a little unexpectedly.

The corpse yelled: "Before the Tao died, he had a grudge, so before he died, he put a secret method into the villain's mind, so that someone could cultivate the Tao and kill the current Tao. Revenge him. "

"Really? Unfortunately I'm not interested in this!"

Song Yan shrugged off, how tired the Tao was that day. Once again, after becoming Tiandao, he would never be able to leave the realm of God, and he wanted to be the Creator's existence, how could he be tempted by heaven.

Besides, this is the previous Taoist practice. He was killed by the current Taoist practice, which shows that his strength is not as good as the current Taoist practice. Then his practice is not as good as the current Taoist practice. It may not be able to defeat the current Taoism, but it will add an enemy to itself, so it is extremely uneconomical.

Hearing Song Jun's disinterest, the corpse can't help but feel very disappointed, more desperate, so his heart said: "Master, as long as you become heaven, you can enjoy the seven sources of this world alone!"

"So what, no matter how strong you are, you don't have to be imprisoned in this world!" Song Kun was even more dismissive.

"Master, don't you have an avatar, you can use avatars to join together, this will not affect the cultivation of your body at all!" Said Xiao Su, a little surprised.

Hearing that, Song Yi suddenly understood that he had penetrated into the horns.

However, he has more than ten avatars. As long as one lord enters the heaven, the body can still enter a higher realm.

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