"Song Qingyuan, please stop me. If you continue to beat me, the clay figurine will be fine, but I will be beaten to death by you first!" Jiang Ning's hair stood on end and he hurriedly stopped him.

Song Qingyuan was not much better.

His Yangshen was injured in the fight just now, and his strength is at a loss. Now, fighting the clay man is just exchanging injuries for injuries, and fighting for his life.

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, he was furious.

"you shut up!"

Song Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think I want to? He uses the spirit grafting technique of the diviner lineage. If I beat you to death, the clay figurine will immediately turn into your appearance and continue to fight with me. I will fight again at that time.

When it comes to the clay figurine, it’s myself who gets hurt.”

"I have a bigger headache than you now!"

"Ah?" Jiang Ning was dumbfounded.

The soul grafting technique was the first time he had heard of such a weird technique.
Chapter completed!