What to do now?

The soul left the body and flew back?

But Yuan Shen's plan to fly back and regain the Tao body is based on the fact that the Thousand-faced Immortal and the Wisdom Dharma King are still in a stalemate fighting for the Tao body! But who knows that the Wisdom Dharma King is so decisive! Just don't want the body! Grab it.

My heart burst into pieces!

It is really treacherous! Now its blood river has merged with many people, right? The Yuan Shen flew back directly, is it really the opponent of the Wisdom Dharma King? Besides, since there are many big bosses over there, flying back to give one

If a wave or something is swept away, the soul will be gray...

How about talking to the Thousand-Faced Immortal first and joining forces with him to suppress the Wisdom Dharma King? It’s not a big deal, right? The Thousand-Faced Immortal is already saying “I hate, hate, hate, hate,” and now I just find a place to squat in my house in a ravine to make it clear.

I don’t want to get close to the Wisdom Dharma King! Gan...

"By the way! Sword! Where is my sword! Where is the Taisha Sword embryo? And where is my Kun??"

"The sword fetus is still in the main body, but Kun was swept away by the blood river. Now we have lost its signal."

Wow! Then if I miss this time, I won’t be able to save even Kun!

"Anyway, the coordinates of both sides have been sent to you. Let's find a way to deal with this mess, Li Fan! I believe you can handle this small scene!"

"The legion's signal is coming! Tick-tick-tick, tick-tick-tick, tick-tick-tick!"

"Beep!"

Li Fan took off his helmet and put it on the legion hacker's head, and flew back into the clone. Just in time, the master of the Shanshan Altar, the Mummy King Kurola Laina, the Saint of the North Courtyard Zhang Yanzhi, and a blood puppet slave, bent over the

The clones of Legion's octopus-headed sergeant Yuanshen walked in together.

The blood puppet bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings to the Demon God Qiongqi. I wonder what your instructions are when you summon me."

Li Fan's heads stared at him for a while, filled with lost anger and murderous intent, which made the three of them tremble.

But Li Fan still suppressed his anger and took out a pot from his arms.

"This is your goal, right?"

The sergeant's blood puppet's eyes lit up, "Exactly, I heard that the Demon King hopes to give the God Lord Jade and build his own altar and dojo. If you are willing to hand this thing to my God's Cult, those things will naturally be at your fingertips!"

"One more thing to add." Li Fan stared at him, "In order to prevent me from handing over things, you turned against me and refused to recognize me. You also used the soul method to control me and turned me into a slave who obeyed my orders like the old mummy.

I want to know how to crack the divine sect’s method of soul. At least I don’t have to worry about being snatched away by your leader, the Dharma King. Isn’t this too much to ask? Don’t tell me that there is no such secret! If you have to worry about being taken away by the people around you at any time,

If you seize the bodies of people and turn them into blood puppet containers, your religious sect will never be able to unite and organize them!"

After hearing Li Fan's request, Zhang Yanzhi and the sergeant looked at each other, but the mummy king shrank his neck obediently and said, "I have some important matters to deal with, so I'll take my leave now."

Seeing that the Mummy King had slipped away and the Saint had no intention of leaving, the sergeant was silent for a while, looked at the pot in Li Fan's hand, smiled and said, stroking his chest,

"Yes, I dare not say it is a secret, but there is a very practical technique."

Then he held out three fingers,

"As long as a Taoist body has been captured and failed three times, it can no longer be used to liberate it."

Li Fan frowned and looked at Zhang Yanzhi.

The saint also observed her words, took out a blood-colored copper coin from her pocket, and replied,

"Exactly, Demon Lord, please look at this. This is the blood coin of our divine religion. This money is a magic coin made by extracting the blood of aliens from the Western Regions and sealing their souls. The ceremony for the members of the divine religion to enter the religion is

To swallow three blood baht coins alive, fast for twenty-one days, and only drink water during this period is actually equivalent to being deprived of your body three times."

The sergeant also added, "Although there are occasionally unlucky ones who are possessed by others, most aliens have weak souls. At most, they are disturbed by their ghosts and have nightmares for seven days, erasing their memories. This is repeated three times.

, naturally there is no need to worry about being taken away by the elders in the church in the future."

Li Fan frowned, "Is it that simple?"

Zhang Yanzhi nodded and shook his head, "It's simple, but this fast is voluntary. Only those disciples who have been selected since childhood, or who have sincerely joined my religion and worshiped my god, will take the initiative to perform this ritual."

Those casual cultivators who only come to trade skills, or become members of the demon sect who lurk in our sect, may have amazing abilities, and can even pretend to be the supreme leader of our sect without being discovered.

But they don’t even bother to worship the god of our religion, so how can they strictly observe the 21-day fast and know the secrets involved?”

Li Fan waved his hand to take the blood baht coin, and after carefully sensing it, he found that there were indeed a few remaining souls there.

But twenty-one days is too... no, it seems that he has been taken over twice by Zhang Dali and Lu Zhihui, right?

...but Te Miao’s seven days are too long! After seven days, Li Guo will have already turned into a sea of ​​blood, right?

"Is there any other way? A faster one? It would be better to have immediate results, immediate results?"

"Yes, I have."

The sergeant suddenly smiled and pointed at Zhang Yanzhi.
Chapter completed!