The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Outside the Imperial City, hundreds of people were heading towards the Imperial City rapidly, led by Xie Xinzhi, the young lord of Maple Leaf City who looked anxious.

Behind him are hundreds of warriors who have just become Xiantian Grand Masters, and he also took the elixir and became an Innate Grand Master.

This configuration is enough to rescue his fiancée in the imperial city!

After he was convinced that the pill given by Ouyang was fine, Xie Xinzhi ignored Xie Chongyang's dissuasion and led one hundred newly promoted Xiantian Grand Masters towards the imperial city in order to save his fiancée.

"Xuan'er...wait for me..." Xie Xinzhi was anxious. For every minute he spent every night, his fiancée suffered more. God knows what kind of inhuman torture his fiancée was suffering!

Just as Xie Xinzhi was hurrying on his way, a stream of light invisible to mortals first penetrated into Xie Xinzhi's forehead.

Xie Xinzhi only felt his head sink and he felt light-headed for a while, and then he lost consciousness.

The subordinates behind him saw something was wrong and immediately supported Xie Xinzhi.

When Xie Xinzhi raised his head again, he stopped and raised his hand to stop the warrior behind him from continuing on his way.

"Young Master! What's wrong?" A subordinate asked in confusion.

"Go back to Maple Leaf City!" Xie Xinzhi's tone became a little strange, and he gave an order that no one expected.

"But, young master! We will arrive at the imperial city soon." The subordinate who didn't know what was going on asked uncertainly.

Xie Xinzhi shook his head, sighed and said: "I understand, I can't use your lives to satisfy my personal love! Let's go back to Maple Leaf City and raise an army!"

When they heard Xie Xinzhi's words, the subordinates behind him suddenly felt that their young master really knew right from wrong on big issues.

If the Xie family can get such a wise master, why worry about failing to achieve great things?

When everyone turned around and rushed back, Xie Xinzhi, who was left at the end, looked back at the direction of the imperial city, and the expression on his face became fierce: "Ouyang! Just wait! One day, I will unscrew it with my own hands. Your head!”

The moment Ouyang beat himself into a pulp, he escaped from his body.

Fortunately, Ouyang didn't have any means to target the soul, otherwise he would really die there, but it would be a pity that he finally got the physical body!

That is the body of the Demon Clan’s Holy Son!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel distressed. Looking back at this body, it was only at the first level of Qi training.

Although Zu Yuan's body has a method of possessing souls, he can only occupy the bodies of dead people and those who have not established a foundation.

Compared to how hard it was for him to reach the Nascent Soul stage, he was starting from scratch!

All of this is thanks to Ouyang!

I just want to become stronger, is that wrong?

Why do you do this to yourself?

A trace of resentment flashed in Xie Xinzhi's eyes, and he turned around and followed everyone, while his mind began to review the memories of this body.

Fortunately, he is just a mortal. Although he practices Qi, he has not cultivated Taoism.

Otherwise, my soul would not possess this body so easily.

Everything needs to be planned again, and this time, no mistakes can be made!

Lin Feng thought of Ouyang calling out his name easily, and immediately realized that Ouyang must have the ability to predict the future.

"Are you worthy of being a disciple of the fortune teller Hu Yun? It seems that I must be extremely careful this time! The last body was not in vain, at least I got a lot of benefits!" Lin Feng was planning as he was on his way.

Xie Xinzhi's face changed to look like Zu Yuan for one moment, and then changed to look like Ling Feng for another. Finally, it became Xie Xinzhi’s face!

.......

Far away in the forbidden area of ​​Qingyun Sect, in a huge underground palace, Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng were sitting in mid-air.

In front of the two people was a huge light cyan ball of light. Countless rhymes were flowing on the huge ball of light, but these rhymes were tightly imprisoned on the ball of light.

This ball of light is the secret treasure of Qingyun Sect, which countless monks have never been able to take a look in their lives.

The legendary Taoist treasure!

Ling Feng, who was meditating and contemplating, suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of murderous intention in his eyes. Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart: "Trash! What a pity for such a good body!"

Ling Feng, who was within the Qingyun Sect's forbidden area, had already noticed that his soul had escaped again in this life, which meant that Lin Feng's physical body had been destroyed!

How stupid have you been in this life? In just a few days, the body that was finally obtained was destroyed by someone?

If Lin Feng hadn't been himself in this life, Ling Feng would have wanted to rush in front of Lin Feng and kill the waste of his life with his own hands!

Ling Feng then closed his eyes and imagined Dao Bao again.

Compared with the destruction of his own body in this life, the most important thing at present is to visualize his own Tao from the Qingyun Secret Treasure.

The reason why the Taoist treasure is called the Taoist treasure is that the Taoist treasure can evolve the Taoist rhyme on its own. The monks can rely on the Taoist rhyme on the Taoist treasure to connect with the principles of heaven and earth and visualize their own Tao.

This is very important for monks to understand their own way and practice in the future.

Next to Ling Feng, Chen Changsheng, who was suspended in mid-air and meditating, was keenly aware of Ling Feng's murderous intent.

In a secret room inside the mountain peak, Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in purple robes, slowly opened his eyes, a little puzzled. Why did Senior Brother Ling suddenly show a hint of murderous intent?

"Should we first blow up the fake body? But Senior Brother Ling is already a great monk in the out-of-body stage. Just self-destruction of the fake body can't kill his soul." Chen Changsheng frowned and thought in the secret room on the small mountain peak.

Although it was unclear why Ling Feng, who was meditating on the Taoist treasure, showed a trace of murderous intent, Chen Changsheng did not intend to let go. He closed his eyes slightly and reconnected with the fake body that was still contemplating the Taoist treasure.

Chen Changsheng, who was meditating on the Taoist treasure, opened his eyes slightly, and from his sleeves, two paper-cut figures quietly ran out.

The two paper figures turned into two wisps of breeze and flew towards Ling Feng. They broke a piece of Ling Feng's hair at the end of Ling Feng's hair. The two breezes wrapped the hair obtained from Ling Feng and flew out of the forbidden area. .

Ling Feng, who was still visualizing the Dao Bao, had no idea what Chen Changsheng had done.

When the hair came to the secret room on the small mountain peak, Chen Changsheng, who was sitting in the secret room, reached out and caught Ling Feng's hair.

The two breezes instantly transformed into two paper figures. Chen Changsheng chanted the incantation in his mouth and touched the two paper figures with his hair.

A golden light circulated on the paper figure for a moment, and then disappeared.

Ling Feng's facial features faintly appeared on the faces of the two paper figures.

"There's nothing wrong with being defensive, but you actually have murderous intent?"

Chen Changsheng knocked on the paper figurines, and the two paper figurines lying in his hands stood up and flew towards the cabinet on the side. In the cabinet, there were countless paper figurines densely packed together.

There were paper figures made from the hair of countless fellow disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Chen Changsheng looked at the countless paper figures in the cabinet with a flash of alertness in his eyes.

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect made their own paper figurines, even Chen Changsheng himself had one.

This is one of Chen Changsheng's trump cards, the technique of possessing a puppet!

Able to control the other person's behavior using a paper figurine with the other person's hair!

For people with low cultivation level, Chen Changsheng can even control the paper man to commit suicide.

As long as Chen Changsheng is willing, he can kill all his fellow disciples in the Qingyun Sect and below the out-of-body stage without anyone noticing!

And let the great monks who are above the out-of-body stage be injured before fighting!

Even Chen Changsheng was on guard against his fellow disciples on the small mountain peak.

But here, there is only no paper man of Ouyang.