Peach Fortune Ring

"This matter is not negotiable!"

Song Yan also said in an unquestionable tone.

The head of the Wang family laughed angrily: "Okay! Very good! Do you really think that your wings are hardened, and our Wang family has no way to counter you?"

"Really?" Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and said confidently: "I'm curious, what countermeasures do you have against me?"

"act recklessly!"

In the drinking room, the Patriarch of the Wang family had an extra copper lamp in his hand.

"Concentric Lamp!"

As soon as Song Yan saw this copper lamp, Song Yan immediately recognized that this copper lamp was the concentric lamp that dripped blood when he married Wang Ying.

"That's right!" The Patriarch of the Wang Family nodded, "This is the Concentric Lamp. It also has a name called the Soul Control Lamp. As long as someone drops blood on the flame of the lamp, his soul will be controlled by the Soul Control Lamp. Unless you Become a god, otherwise, you will never break free in your life!"

Speaking of this, the Patriarch of the Wang Family's face became a little more smug: "If there is no Soul Control Lamp, how could I let you enter the ancestral land to practice, how could I pass on the Emperor's Scripture to you, if you obey us obediently I don’t intend to use the Soul Control Lamp to threaten you, but you are so sensible, so I have no choice but to sacrifice the Soul Control Lamp, now, I will let you taste the power of the Soul Control Lamp!”

While speaking, the Patriarch of the Wang family squeezed a formula into the soul-controlling lamp, and the flame there couldn't help but become much brighter. The Patriarch of the Wang family continued: "Let you taste the pain of burning your soul first!"

But soon, the face of the Patriarch of the Wang family showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, because he found that Song Yan not far away showed nothing strange, and asked subconsciously, "Why didn't you respond?"

"What's your reaction?"

Song Yan played with taste, since he knew that the Wang family had bad intentions, how could he not be on guard? When they got married, the drop of blood that he dripped on the lamp flame was not his at all, but was drawn from a demon cultivator in the temple. of.

"Could it be that the soul control lamp is out of control?"

The Patriarch of the Wang family unbelieved and played another spell, the flame of the soul control lamp became brighter and brighter, but Song Yan still had nothing to do.

"Isn't the blood you dripped on the lamp flame yours?"

The head of the Wang family finally came to his senses and looked at Song Yan in surprise.

"You're not stupid." Song Yan sneered, "Since your Wang family recruited me, I suspected that you had ulterior motives, so I kept an eye on it. Unexpectedly, it really worked!"

"What a sly boy!"

Elder Shan and Elder Ming sighed.

Song Yan stood up and said lightly: "Okay, for the sake of teaching my emperor's scriptures and going to the ancestral land to practice, I won't argue with you, but from now on, I have nothing to do with your Wang family. !"

"Impossible!" The Patriarch of the Wang family shouted, and then a thick sternness appeared on his face, staring at Song Yan and saying: "Chu Fan, since you are not under the control of the soul control lamp, you think we will let you live, today, It's your time of death!"

While speaking, the figure of an ancient giant beast appeared behind the Patriarch of the Wang family, and then pointed at Song Yan's eyebrows out of thin air.

At the same time, the other four demigod elders also made moves one after another.

Or fist or palm or leg or weapon.

The five demigods teamed up, and the momentum was extremely terrifying, especially since their auras were all locked on Song Yan, and they would never give him a chance to escape!

"If you don't die, you won't die! I obviously don't want to pursue you, but you still want to kill me. I really don't know how the word death is written!"

Song Yan sighed and reached out to shoot.

There is no grand momentum, no terrifying aura, only the purest power.

"Pfft! Bang!"

I saw Song Yan's palm slid across, easily breaking the finger of the Patriarch of the Wang family, and then slapped him into the air, and then swept out as fast as lightning.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by a series of explosions, the attacks of the four demigod elders were easily neutralized, and then they were sent flying one by one.

"How is this possible?"

"I do not believe!"

"How could you be so powerful!"

Neither the Patriarch of the Wang family nor the four demigod elders could believe that they would not be the enemy of Song Yan even if they joined forces.

"So what if you don't believe me?"

Song Yan gave a disdainful smile, and his aura suddenly exploded, covering the head of the Wang family and the four demigod elders.

Being oppressed by this aura, the five of them felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they couldn't even bring up the slightest thought of resistance, because this aura was too strong. Compared with the two, they were extremely weak ants, while Song Yan It was an ancient giant elephant that could kill them with just a breath.

"Shhhhhhhh!"

Song Yan raised his hand and tapped lightly, and the five puppet magical powers shot into the sea of ​​consciousness of the five people.

After a long while, Song Yan withdrew his momentum, and the five of them were still limp and paralyzed on the ground, as if they had been scooped up from the water.

But soon, they struggled to get up, knelt down in front of Song Yan, and proclaimed their masters.

"Get up!"

Song Yan said lightly.

"Yes, Master!"

The five answered in unison, then stood up nervously.

"Tell me, how did you plan to deal with me before?" Song Yan asked.

The Patriarch of the Wang Family said: "Master, we planned to wait for him to reach the level of the Holy Sea before holding the God's Descending Ceremony!"

"Oh, what is the god descending ceremony?" Song Yan asked again.

The Patriarch of the Wang family didn't dare to hide anything, so he told them one by one. After listening, Song Yan finally understood what was going on.

Over the years, the Wang family has cultivated many demigod warriors by relying on the blood of true dragons. After all, demigod warriors are not gods and have a limited lifespan. However, the Wang family has a special method to preserve the souls of demigod warriors.

And it is possible to take away young warriors and revive their lives through a special way of descending from the gods.

In order to prevent young warriors from rebelling, they would use soul-control lamps to control their souls, and then let the dead demigods of the Wang family devour them. Wang Yao is also one of them.

[Author's Digression]: One more, thank you [Have time to see the sea] [Chen Changyuan] [Wuwen] [Liang Sheng Yun Ran Qin Xin Meng] [Ye Xing Soul] five big rewards.

Mosquitoes describe themselves in three sentences:

Only shorter than Pan Changjiang.

Only uglier than Huang Bo.