Suddenly, something flashed in Huangfu Yuan's mind.
He slammed his eyes sharply and hissed with the last broken voice: "You are Ji Chengfeng... you are the previous generation of God Emperor Ji Chengfeng!!!"
Only Ji Chengfeng, like Ji Mingyu, has the power to devour.
Only Ji Chengfeng would claim to be alone.
Only Ji Chengfeng would say that the position of God Emperor is ultimately in his pocket.
Huang Fuyuan's voice came to an abrupt halt, and his consciousness was forever broken at this moment.
Huangfu Yi, or Ji Chengfeng, stood up, stretched his body, and a flash of satisfaction and regret flashed in his eyes.
I am satisfied that after absorbing Huangfu Yuan's cultivation practice, his soul can better control the body of Huangfu wing, and today's cultivation practice is also stable at the peak of the early God.
Regrettably, the shell of Huangfu Wing, after all, is far from his carefully selected Ji Mingyu, and he wants to restore his past cultivation, killing the little hybrid who betrayed the master, and needs to absorb more. The cultivation of more people.
Before that, he could not beat the grass and startle the snake, and Ji Mingyu and Xi Yue could not find him alive.
Thinking of Xi Yue... Ji Chengfeng's eyes flashed a longing and love, and then turned into a twisted desire and paranoia.
Xuexi, stop struggling!In this life, you are destined to be mine!
Ji Chengfeng took a deep breath, pressed down the desire in his heart, and looked down at Huangfu Yuan.
After thinking about it for a moment, he raised his hand and injected a black spiritual force into his body.
After sending the spiritual power into Huangfu Yuan's body, Ji Chengfeng had already become so good that his face was pale again.
But Huang Fuyuan, who had no vitality, slowly stood up and bowed to Ji Chengfeng: "See master!"
Huang Fuyuan looked a little older than he had just been, and his eyes looked apathetic.
But generally speaking, there is not much change from before. If you are not close, you will never see any difference.
It's just that Huang Fuyuan is not a living person, but a living dead person controlled by Ji Chengfeng.
His body will also rot completely after a few months, and can no longer be used.
Such a living dead person is not practical, and it also needs to consume Ji Chengfeng's soul. Normally, he will never use it.
But at this time, he really needed Huang Fuyuan's "puppet" to come forward and do some things for him.
"Excuse me, what do you ask?"
Ji Chengfeng’s eyes looked out of the hall, the distant blue sky, and after a long while he raised his mouth, slowly said: "Call me the kid from Shangguan Qingyun for me. Just tell him that the master-servant contract ten thousand years ago still remembers ?"
"Now, his master needs him to do something."
The living dead Huangfu suddenly paused, without any expression on his face, and immediately bowed: "Yes, Master!"
After speaking, Huang Fuyuan left the Wuling Temple and went to the direction of the elders' home.
If Huang Fuyuan still had the wisdom at this time, he could still think, and if he heard Ji Chengfeng, he would be shocked to the utmost.
Big Elder Shangguan Qingyun, had even signed a master-servant contract with Ji Chengfeng?!
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Xiyue was puzzled in front of her eyes. Looking down, she saw scenes flashing incessantly.
She realized that she should be in a dream.
In the hall of the Virgin, an extremely handsome man bent on one knee and knelt in front of a woman in white. The voice was filled with fiery feelings and heartfelt pity, "Xue Xi, follow me, OK? Don't worry about the world, those people What does it have to do with you? Will God Realm fall to the point it is today, is it not because of their own greed and shamelessness?"