Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 473 Three-legged Golden Toad (page 3)

No one expected that this master's plan was to seize the body, let alone that his actions were broadcast live.

He was now immersed in an excitement that made his whole body tremble.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There is no guardian, no magic weapon, only the dragon and tiger jade pendant, but the dragon and tiger jade pendant will be resisted by his own blood curse.

If this little Taoist priest is taken away, wouldn’t he become the Shaotian Master of Longhu Mountain?

Hahahahaha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The man in black robe just wanted to look up to the sky and smile. He only felt that his body was burning like fire, and he could only feel uncontrollable excitement.

If I became the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

I will be the king of all Asia! No, the whole world will ask for anything from me!

No one knows how strong the Taoist sect is better than the extraordinary people in Southeast Asia. It is a mountain as tall as Mount Everest, and it is a breathless oppression.

What the evil cultivators in Southeast Asia cannot understand the most is that the Taoist sect is so powerful, why does it have to stay in China and not come out?

Who is their opponent in the world?

If it were me, all the wealth in the world, the beauties in the world, and the people in the world would bow to me!

With such a strong desire, the body of the man in black robe gradually turned into a pile of withered bones, while his soul turned into a light gray skull that crossed the space and was stamped on Zhang Xiao's body.

His heart suddenly burst into ecstasy, it was a success!

where is this?

The man in black robe stood in an empty place. It was pitch black, with only a door open in the distance, revealing a little light.

Where is that young Taoist?

According to the classics, to use this soul-moving technique, you should face the opponent's soul directly and then devour him.

Why is it different from what is recorded in the classics?

As for whether he can devour the opponent, the man in black robe has absolute confidence. There is a consensus in East Asia that the soul is everything, and the power of the soul is the real power. In the past hundreds of years, he has used countless evil methods Strengthen your soul.

Although it has many flaws compared to those souls from the Taoist sect that have been cultivated through hard work, there is no doubt about its strength.

Isn’t it easy to deal with a young Taoist priest?

"Is this the evil spell you just cast?" A clear voice sounded in my ears.

The man in black robe suddenly shook:

"Who? Who's talking?"

The surroundings lit up, and the soft light came from nowhere, illuminating the darkness. There was a bright starry sky above his head, and a calm water surface beneath his feet.

Not far away, a young man was sitting on a soft armchair, crossing his legs and snapping a book shut.

"Bayinchachai, a Thai, was raised by a blood-cursed headmaster since he was a child. He was originally used as a reincarnated body, but you were very smart and planned to kill the master. You are very famous in Southeast Asia. Of course - —Only people who are qualified enough will hear about your reputation.”

Bayinchachai felt a biting coldness enveloped him. Even though he had no body now, he still felt very cold, very cold.

"How do you know?"

Zhang Xiao ignored him and said thoughtfully:

"It turns out that using the method of seizing the body will lead to the palace of thinking?"

Bayinchachai gritted his teeth, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He suddenly turned into a stream of light and wanted to pounce on him. As long as he ate him, he would possess all the secrets!

But what he didn't expect was that the boy opposite just snapped his fingers, and everything around him became quiet, as if time had stopped.

He just stopped in mid-air, unable to move. Even if he exploded with all his strength, he could not move at all.

Zhang Xiao stood up from the chair. The next second, the distance between the two seemed to disappear. He came directly in front of Bayin Chachai and looked at Bayin's frightened eyes.

"Disappear."

A blue-white flame "bang" ignited from the depths of Bayin Chachai's soul, and he let out a shrill scream. Under the burning of this flame, scenes of replays appeared in front of Bayin's eyes.

Those are all the evil deeds he has done, the vaginas that were cut open, the skinned people, the babies that were drowned alive, and the teenagers who sucked the blood.

Everything seemed to be nourishment for the flame at this moment. It was so painful. The pain was far beyond his imagination.

Bayinchachai's soul was twisted. He screamed and wailed for mercy, and apologized bitterly. He wanted to end this pain, but the blue flames were endless.

Finally, the blue-white flames swallowed him up, and the palace of thought was completely pure, not even ashes.

Zhang Xiao touched his chin, extremely satisfied with the effect of the flames. Only now did he discover another magical function of the Hall of Thought. Here, he was a god.

And the book just now was similar to his own study. It recorded the most impressive things in Bayan Chachai's life, as if they were reflected directly from the depths of his soul.

Just like what I did just now, I just wanted a flame that was similar to the fire of karma and could be liquidated, so the blue-white flame really appeared.

Judging from Bayin's appearance, it's obvious that the effect is outstanding. What's going on?

It's not like I haven't brought people in before, such as Luo Lin. Then there would be no strange phenomena. I can't think of an ordinary person who can resist it better than Bayin?

Zhang Xiao pondered for a while, and now he is going to finish it completely, recalling the contents of Bayin's book.

Some things still need to be confirmed with the Wang family.

The changes in the field were so fast that everyone looked at the projection blankly.

This kind of confrontation involving souls is completely different from the magic battles that wizards are used to.

"it's over?"

A wizard poked the spectators beside him;

"Maybe I didn't understand."

Watching Zhang Xiao kill the ghost baby with a few swords on the screen and rescue the Auror who was supposed to be the rescuer. Although most viewers didn't know what happened, it seemed that it was over.

Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion

The senior brothers could guess the danger of this battle, but they could not imagine Zhang Xiao's ease and satisfaction in killing this head-dropping master.

The second senior brother had a rare hint of murderous intent: "Do you want to clean up in Southeast Asia?"

"No, we can't tell the difference -" the eldest brother sighed sadly: "The head-down master is right in what he said. We are indeed exhausted. It's strange to say that every time Xiaoxiao's side starts a game, we You can calm down here for a while.

Otherwise we would all be outside now. "

"Such evil cultivators are basically lonely people with few disciples, and they are everywhere in the world, making it difficult to deal with." Zhang Chengdao was relieved when he saw that his son was fine, and his sanity returned.

"Let's ask Xiaoxiao for his opinion then. I guess he should be able to get some useful information from that evil cultivator. If he fails to win, then everything will be lost. If there is a sect, we will recruit people to kill him."

Everyone nodded in unison:

"good idea!"

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