"Master has also seen that this disciple's sacred platform and sea of consciousness are somewhat special." Bing Chen said.
Looking at Bing Chen dimly, the founder of Bingpo Sect did not answer.
The mutated sea of consciousness and the single-pillar sacred platform were discovered by the ancestor of the Ice Soul Sect as early as the last time he invaded the world of Bing Chen's consciousness.
"When the disciple was in the Naling Realm in his early years, he inadvertently condensed a divine platform. It was densely covered with array patterns and exuded an artistic conception that devoured people's minds. Then, when the disciple opened up the sea of consciousness, the sea of divine thoughts condensed, It's the same, every trace is heart-wrenching, as dark as ink." Bing Chen said.
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect's eyes changed slightly.
"Innate mutation!"
Although he was slightly shocked, he didn't express anything.
After a pause, Bingchen continued: "Just like the artistic conception emanating from the disciple's soul pillar and the sea of consciousness, the disciple's soul pillar and every trace of spiritual thoughts have a devouring characteristic, and can swallow other people's spiritual thoughts for their own use. Even The disciple also used this to realize the magical power of a soul, 'swallowing'!"
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect was obviously slightly startled, and his eyes showed some fluctuations.
After the words fell, Bing Chen hesitated for a moment, and when he waved, a ball of soul light was taken into his hand.
It was not his own soul power, but a ball of soul light, which was the soul of the person Bing Chen killed a few days ago.
"Master, please take a look."
While the founder of Bingpo Sect was slightly confused, Bing Chen suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ball of soul light in Bing Chen's hand flew towards his soul pillar and quickly disappeared into it. Immediately afterwards, it was obvious that a lot of remaining soul power was emitting from the Bingchen Divine Platform.
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect was shocked!
Although I had some guesses in my mind, seeing it with my own eyes, even though it was already in the realm of a god, I felt a little unbelievable and even horrified!
Devour the soul power of others for your own use!
Such magical power, so domineering! If Bing Chen is a powerful person in the divine realm and specializes in some kind of skill that can refine the soul power of others, the founder of Bingpo Sect can understand. After all, refining other people's soul power is not common, but it is not non-existent.
Yes! Bing Chen's magical power is not refining, but devouring! There is a huge difference between the two. Devouring is more domineering and thorough. Refining, on the other hand, is much slower and comes with considerable dangers.
What surprised the founder of the Ice Soul Sect even more was that after being swallowed by the Bingchen Soul Pillar, the extra soul power on the divine platform was so pure that even she could not see any flaws.
"What is the purpose of telling my master these things?" After pondering for a while, the founder of the Ice Soul Sect asked.
Bing Chen smiled lightly, clasped his fists and saluted the founder of Bingpo Sect again: "This is the reason why this disciple knows about Qianyou."
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect was shocked again.
"Have you ever devoured a certain strong man?" asked the founder of the Ice Soul Sect.
Bing Chen nodded and then said: "Yes, the disciple once devoured a certain powerful God King whose soul was extremely weak."
The founder of Bingpo Sect was startled!
Devour the God King!
However, then, the founder of Bingpo Sect looked at Bingchen carefully with cold eyes.
Seeing this, Bing Chen smiled lightly and said: "Master, don't worry too much. It was indeed the disciple who devoured the powerful God King back then, not him who devoured the disciple."
Hearing this, the founder of Bingpo Sect took a deep look at Bing Chen again and felt a little relieved.
After pondering for a while, the Patriarch of the Ice Soul Sect said in a faint tone: "Even the weakest God King Realm Yuan Shen is beyond your ability to deal with. If my teacher guessed correctly, when you devoured that God King, your cultivation level should not have reached the level of Pi. It’s from the sea.”
Bingchen sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't hide this matter. As long as you peel off the cocoon a little bit, you can figure out something.
Having said this, Bing Chen simply told the truth.
"Yes, when the powerful God King was devoured, the disciple was only at the state of concentration." Bing Chen said.
"Concentration Realm!"
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect was startled and said subconsciously.
Bingchen nodded and smiled lightly.
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect looked incredulously and looked at Bing Chen deeply once again.
A mere monk in the Concentration Realm actually swallowed the remnant soul of a powerful God King! If this spreads out, no one will believe it. No matter how weak the remnant soul of the God King Realm is, if he wants to kill a minor cultivator of the Concentration Realm, he only needs to blow a breath.
However, when he thought of this, the founder of the Ice Soul Sect felt silently in his heart for the powerful man in the God King Realm. After lingering for tens of thousands of years, he did not die in the hands of the enemy, but died in the hands of a person who was nothing more than an ant in his eyes, and he died in such a way that he could never die again. The soul has become the nourishment for others to become stronger, and all the opportunities have been taken away by others. To say that he will die with his eyes closed is an understatement.
"Tell me, what are you hiding as a master? Why did you devour someone else's God King Realm back then?" After pondering for a while, the founder of the Ice Soul Sect asked.
Bingchen did not answer directly, but said: "The disciple would like to ask the master to cooperate with the disciple to conduct an experiment. The master will understand afterward."
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect frowned slightly, but then he smiled faintly and said, "Tell me how to cooperate with you."
Bing Chen smiled faintly and said: "It doesn't require Master to do anything, as long as Master releases his murderous intention towards his disciples."
The founder of the Ice Soul Sect was slightly confused, but he already had a guess in his mind.
The next moment, a piercing murderous intention rushed towards Bing Chen from the Bingpo Sect's ancestor.
When Bing Chen saw this, his expression did not change at all, and he still just smiled faintly.
Seeing Bingchen's performance, the founder of Bingpo Sect couldn't help but think highly of Bingchen again. The pressure she unleashed at this time was comparable to that of the False God at its peak, and her murderous intent was so fierce that even the False God in its early stage could not resist it.
Yes!
Just the next moment, the expression of the founder of Ice Soul Sect changed!
But suddenly, his body was imprisoned by some force, and when he was about to resist, the force subdued him in an instant, and he fell down on the ice dust altar with a bang.
"What the hell!" the Ice Soul Sect's Patriarch exclaimed.
His mind immediately checked, but within a moment, his expression changed drastically.
"Power of the world!"
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect looked horrified.
"Huh!"
At this moment, Bing Chen let out a light sigh.
"The power of this world is so strong now that it can even imprison the top of the Void God." Bing Chen said to himself.
Hearing this, the Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect looked a little angry and said immediately: "You brat, let me go quickly."
Bing Chen looked a little embarrassed and said quickly: "Master, calm down. Disciples cannot control the power of this world. Master only needs to restrain his murderous intention towards his disciples, and it will naturally recede in a few minutes."
The founder of Bingpo Sect gave Bing Chen a cold look, with a slightly angry look on his face, snorted lightly, and then simply closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Bingchen felt embarrassed when he saw this.
He himself did not expect that the power of the world here could instantly subdue a strong man whose soul had reached the peak of False God.
On the side, Lan Youmeng glared at Bing Chen angrily, then hurriedly stepped forward to help the founder of the Bingpo Sect up.
"Senior, please calm down, Chen'er made an unintentional mistake, please forgive me, senior," Lan Youmeng said.
The Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect looked slightly relieved and allowed Lan Youmeng to hold him in his arms.
Nearly ten minutes later, the power of the world that imprisoned the founder of the Ice Soul Sect gradually dissipated. Looking at Bing Chen with cold eyes, the Bingpo Sect's ancestor's eyes were obviously a little unkind.
Bing Chen felt guilty for a while and quickly stepped forward to apologize.
"Why is there the power of the world here?" Leng Youyou looked at Bing Chen for a while, then the founder of Bingpo Sect asked.
Bingchen looked embarrassed and said quickly: "Disciple doesn't know either."
"Um?"
The Patriarch of the Ice Soul Sect hummed slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.
"Disciple really doesn't know." Bing Chen quickly said again.
"snort!"
The Patriarch of the Ice Soul Sect snorted softly.
After calming down for a while, the founder of the Ice Soul Sect said: "It's no wonder that the powerful God King suffered from you. With such power in the world, not to mention that he is already weak, even if he still has the cultivation level of a God King, he will still feel troublesome. "
Hearing this, Bing Chen just smiled in agreement.
God knows that when the evil medicine invaded this place, it really killed him once.
However, when he said this, the gaze of the founder of the Bingpo Sect became a little evil again, and he said coldly: "It seems that I was lucky enough to escape the disaster."
Hearing this, Bing Chen felt extremely guilty.
"If my master had the intention to kill you when I first came here, I think I would have followed in the footsteps of the God King." The founder of the Ice Soul Sect continued to say coldly.
Upon hearing this, Bing Chen quickly knelt down and said immediately: "Disciple doesn't dare."
"Don't you dare?"
A look that looked like a smile but not a smile appeared on the corner of the ice soul sect's ancestor's mouth.
If it weren't for the state of the soul at this time, Bing Chen can guarantee that he would have broken out in a cold sweat.
But that's exactly what happened. At this time, Bing Chen's body was dripping with cold sweat.
Seeing Bing Chen's panicked and frightened look, the Patriarch of Bingpo Sect felt a little relieved, and then said: "That's all, I'm too lazy to pursue it as a master. Although your place is mysterious and will indeed make people jealous, it's also difficult to get in as a master." Eye."
Hearing this, Bing Chen felt happy and quickly said: "Disciple is indeed right about Master."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, the Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect's eyes immediately turned unkind again.
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"Tell me, which unlucky guy was devoured by you in the first place." After a while, the founder of the Ice Soul Sect asked.
"Evil Medicine, Evil Medicine God King, have you ever heard of it, Master?" Bing Chen said.
Hearing this, the Patriarch of the Ice Soul Sect immediately looked strange, but then an inexplicable smile appeared.
"I should have thought it was him!" the founder of the Ice Soul Sect said in a faint tone.
"Oh, Master knows about evil medicine?" Bing Chen asked.
In Xie Yao's memory, he has no memory of his master.
"Do you know him?" Leng Youyou, the founder of the Bingpo Group, said, "He was crippled by me."
"ah!"
Bing Chen subconsciously exclaimed and said quickly: "Then why doesn't Xie Yao recognize you, Master?"
The founder of the Bingpo Sect smiled coldly and said: "It's strange that he can recognize him. After he was crippled by his master, he let him go because he was the eighth-level peak divine alchemist. But who knew that boy's luck? When he was carrying his back to the extreme, he met Tantai Xueyan again when he was running for his life, and was slapped by him almost to death. Because of this, he lost part of his memory, and he wanted to be his teacher. "
Hearing this, Bingchen wiped his forehead subconsciously, silently mourning for the evil medicine in his heart.
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