Everyone watched in the Primordial God's Mansion for an hour, and they began to feel boring. After all, Xuan Feiye developed the mecha in every detail. It required repeated trials and tests to choose the best one. He was immersed in it, but Zhao Every line makes me sleepy.
"This young city lord has developed more than half of the heaven-level mechas. Based on this, he may be taken seriously in the Tiangong domain and know more about the things above." Zhao Fan thought for a moment and then used the soul illusion.
In an instant, an invisible wave emerged from the Great Desolate God's Palace and passed through Xuan Feiye's soul.
However, he only paused for a moment before continuing to develop.
"Huh? My soul illusion has no effect on him?" Zhao Fan was shocked. He was once on Minglan Island, but even the most powerful ethnic group's geniuses were affected by this trick!
Xiaoxiaoxian said analytically: "His body and soul have been specially transformed. Apart from containing the true spirit, it can no longer be called a soul. Therefore, soul methods such as illusions are completely two levels of things. He froze for a moment. , which means that the soul body has not changed completely, but still retains a little bit of its original state."
"..."
After hearing this, Zhao Fan felt a little helpless, so he controlled the Primordial God's Mansion and moved it to the mansion of the Lord of Xuanji City.
The lord of Xuanji City, named Xuan Qizheng, is the pinnacle of the late Earth Rank.
Zhao Fan sensed it and found out that only his left arm was not real, and the rest of his body was innate.
The secret pattern on Xuan Qizheng's mechanism arm contains violent fluctuations. After observing it, Fuyue speculated: "That arm explodes with all its strength, and it can have the ultimate power of a small peak on the earth level."
Zhao Fan was full of emotions in his heart. If he had not had many opportunities to fight at a higher level, I am afraid he would also be tempted by the methods of the mechanism clan. He has power beyond the current level. I wonder which monk does not desire to be powerful and dream about it? ?
Even if the body and soul are integrated into the mechanism and become unrecognizable, they can't resist such temptation!
Zhao Fan wasted no time and directly used the Soul Illusion Technique on Xuan Qizheng.
One breath.
Xuan Qizheng's consciousness was pulled into the world of illusion, and Zhao Fan subsequently gained control of his soul.
An unexpected situation occurs again!
Xuan Qizheng's mechanism arm actually cracked and shattered into powder, and the origin of his life and soul were shattered and turned into a corpse!
Throughout Xuanji City, a sharp and piercing whining sound resounded between heaven and earth!
Almost at the same time, a terrifying coercion descended on Xuanji City, causing the void to freeze like a quagmire!
Then, an old man with fair skin appeared here. He looked at Xuan Qizheng's broken body and looked around the void in anger, "Who dares to try to soul control the Xuanji City Lord under my command?"
Even though the two factions have been fighting for a long time, this is the first time such a bad thing has happened!
The white and tender old man's first reaction was that the other faction was responsible, but there were no clues in this house. He sensed the prohibition trigger from the Lord of Xuanji City, so he moved here in one thought, but the other party withdrew too quickly!
He thought that the person who did it did not leave at all but hid in the mobile palace. However, in the void of the sky and earth in Xuanji City, there were no particles from the mobile palace, which ruled out this possibility!
now.
The particles transformed by the Prehistoric God's Mansion were hidden motionlessly and did not move. Even if the quality exceeded the heavenly level, the void of heaven and earth was stagnant. The slightest movement would touch the void, and the trajectory would be sensed by the old man.
Zhao Fan breathed out, "I didn't expect that there was a prohibition on the master of Xuanji City. Once his soul took control, he died suddenly, and even the mechanism arm turned into powder."
The owner of the building, Xu Mie, looked at the light curtain and said thoughtfully: "It should be to prevent leaks. In the eyes of the higher-ups, he has become a soul slave anyway, and there is no need to live anymore."
"Zhao Fan, fortunately, you changed to the Primordial God's Mansion that surpassed the heaven level in advance." Pigu smiled and said through the message: "The fair and tender old man outside has entered the realm of the realm. If he is the top level armor of the heaven level, he will You can feel it too.”
"The old man is the Realm Master?!"
Zhao Fan stared at the fair and tender old man outside in surprise. On the surface, he looked no different from the peak of the late Heavenly Stage. However, his level is too low, and Fuyue and the others can make accurate and unmistakable judgments at a glance, without doubting the authenticity.
Ten breaths passed.
Young City Lord Xuan Feiye was alarmed by the vision of the old man's arrival and found that the life source mark from his father was broken. He left the underground secret room in panic and rushed over.
When Xuan Feiye saw the old man, he saluted in awe and said, "Venerable Qiming."
Generally speaking, the title of World Master is suffixed with Venerable.
However, those with the title "Venerable" are not necessarily Realm Masters. For example, in the Yuan Realm, there are many heaven-level people named this Venerable or that Venerable. The Beast God also has a close friend who has long since broken up, named Ten Thousand Beasts Venerable. Those who come.
"Feiye, just be fine if you have nothing to do."
Venerable Qiming looked at the young city lord with a look of affection in his eyes. He was one of the few talented people in the sect to which he belonged. Even the other Venerable was full of praise and planned to wait. After the opponent conquered the heaven-level mecha, he recommended it to the mecha clan outside the world for further study!
Xuan Feiye looked at the dead body of his father. He was in grief, but his face was so calm that there was no emotion. He wanted to cry, but his eyes could not shed a single tear.
His transformed body and soul have lost many basic abilities of flesh and blood. This is the price of being powerful.
"Let's go, take your semi-finished mecha and resources, and follow me back to the Palace of Creation."
Venerable Qiming put away Xuan Qizheng's body.
Xuan Feiye was lost in thought for a while, then nodded stiffly and said, "I beg you, Lord Qiming, to refine my father's body into an immortal monarch and give it to me."
"Don't worry, you are the genius I focus on training. Needless to say, you can also do it." Venerable Qiming said with a smile.
The Immortal Monarch is a heaven-level machine man transformed from a corpse. His appearance, even his demeanor and eyes, are no different from a living flesh and blood life. But inside, he has complex parts and patterns locked inside, and the mechanism's core source is implanted. A living person can do that. , the immortal monarch has the city, but only has no emotions, which is equivalent to a living dead person.
Refining an immortal monarch will consume a lot of resources, and it also requires a corpse that is at least the earth level.
The combat power of the immortal monarch is weaker than that of a real heaven-level saint. At the same level, two immortal monarchs can have a slight upper hand against a heaven-level saint, and three can form an absolute suppression to kill.
However, the immortal monarchs of Venerable Qiming's faction have all reached a large scale, enough to outweigh quantity over quality!
Not long after, Xuan Feiye packed up his belongings, and as Lord Qiming flew away through the air, Zhao Fan was helpless if he wanted to follow him. After all, it was the Lord's means of movement, and the Great God's Mansion was beyond his reach.
After a while, a heaven-level being under the command of Lord Qiming came to Xuanji City and was responsible for dispatching and other aftermath matters.
"Brother Xu Mie, do you know this person?" Zhao Fan pointed at the light curtain and asked.
The owner of Xu Mie Hall observed for a few seconds, then nodded and said: "It's the Mortal Saint Lord. In my era, he was considered average. I don't know how he has improved after millions of years, but his rank has reached the peak of the late Heaven Rank. Huh?" His hands seemed to have turned into machine fingers, and the lines on them made me feel faintly palpitated..."
"The background of this lineage is really ruthless."
Zhao Fan frowned, first there was the genius who developed the heaven-level mecha, then there was Venerable Qiming and another sage he mentioned, plus an unknown number of immortal monarchs with heaven-level combat power, and now another one appeared. The mortal sage who lived millions of years ago, whose modified fingers can cause palpitations even at the level of Xu Mie Louzhu.
As for the Great Creation lineage, the only ones Zhao Fan knows about are two founders. They should also have means to resist the venerable level, or one of them is one of the three venerables mentioned by Fu Yue. Either, there is someone else in the venerable level of the Great Creation lineage, otherwise, this orthodoxy struggle would have ended long ago, and it would not be able to survive now!
"Attachment!"
With a thought, Zhao Fan controlled the particles from the Great Desolate God Palace and landed in the hair of the Holy Lord Mortal Dust. The other party was considered to be a high-ranking member of the other faction. Following him would help to obtain clues, and he no longer had to look like a headless person. Scurrying around like flies.
Half a day later, after the Holy Lord Fanchen finished arranging the Mysterious City, he broke through the void and returned to the core hinterland of his sect, the Palace of Creation!
