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Chapter 626

Let alone Nascent Soul, if you dare to do anything to his soul imprint, you are courting death.

"Damn!"

Brother Dong cursed in a low voice.

Then a touch of black appeared between the eyebrows, and it slammed into Zhao Sen's soul imprint.

boom!

An invisible loud noise resounded between the two.

Dong Ge's body flew upside down again, the breath between his eyebrows was instantly weakened to the extreme, and his eyes were also wide open at the same time, which was full of disbelief.

"Your soul power is so strong, you... who are you?"

Brother Dong exclaimed.

Zhao Sen said: "I will give you one last chance to answer my question, and I can give you a good time, otherwise you should know the pain of depriving your soul."

This brother Dong also has some soul power, which surprised Zhao Sen.

But it was just a surprise.

Nothing else.

The soul secret technique of the Nascent Soul realm is naturally much weaker than that of refining the gods.

Brother Dong's face was gloomy. Although he has suffered a lot of injuries, it doesn't mean that he will back down.

"Hmph, so what if you are strong?"

"Now it's just relying on the soul imprint. As long as I don't make a move, you can't do anything to me!"

Zhao Sen laughed when he heard this: "You really know a lot. My soul imprint can't hurt you, but that doesn't mean I can't do anything to get you!"

"is it?"

"Then you should try!"

Brother Dong disdainfully said.

He himself is a person who practiced the secret arts of the soul, and he also has a lot of understanding of the means of the soul. The other party can leave a mark on his person, and it is nothing more than a follow-up conversation.

But absolutely unable to make a move.

He has absolute confidence.

"coming!"

Zhao Sen said softly.

"what?"

Brother Dong froze for a moment.

The next moment, a ray of light suddenly penetrated through the door, and then hit his chest heavily. The powerful Yuan force instantly disintegrated the protection in his body.

Immediately afterwards, the body flew upside down and slammed into the wall behind it fiercely, making an ear-shattering sound.

puff!

Brother Dong, who fell on the ground, spurted out a big mouthful of blood again, and his face began to turn pale.

After he saw this ray of light clearly, his eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief.

"Yuanyuanshen, you are actually a master of refining gods!"

Brother Dong exclaimed.

This ray of light is Zhao Sen's soul, but fortunately it arrived at the critical moment, otherwise it would be really difficult for Zhao Sen to find it if Dong Ge ran away.

"Can you answer my question now?"

Yuanshen Zhao Sen said lightly.

Brother Dong hesitated, not knowing what to do.

But at the same time as he was hesitating, a black light flashed between Yuanshen Zhao Sen's brows, and it directly sank into Dong Ge's brows.

Ah!

Brother Dong's eyes became dull for an instant, and then he let out a miserable cry, curled up on the ground and rolled continuously.

The bones and muscles all over the body seemed to be eaten by thousands of ants.

That numb feeling made him feel like dying!

This is exactly soul erosion!

It can achieve the effect of torturing people by manipulating the soul of the other party.

Zhao Sen can easily do it even if he only uses Yuanshen.

"I said, I said, please stop!"

Brother Dong just endured it for a while, but he couldn't hold on any longer, and began to beg Zhao Sen for mercy.

The voice trembled a little.

Apparently it was too much to bear.

With a wave of Yuanshen Zhao Sen's palm, the power of the soul gradually dissipated and disappeared, making Dong Ge's hideous face gradually calm down.

"Speak!"

Yuanshen Zhao Sen asked lightly.

There was no emotion in the voice at all.

Brother Dong didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly said: "There are only twelve of us in total, and we don't know who is on the top, but I am the captain of this team, and we are all demon cultivators, so that's all I know." , please forgive me this time!"

At this moment, Brother Dong was kneeling in front of Yuanshen Zhao Sen, his face was full of panic and tension.

"If you don't tell the truth, you know the consequences!"

Yuanshen Zhao Sen raised the knife and dropped it, and a white light flashed across Brother Dong's arm instantly.

Ah!

Brother Dong's arm shot up into the sky, spraying a lot of blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

Yuanshen Zhao Sen is controlled by Zhao Sen's body, so even if he is thousands of miles away, he can still control it as he likes.

"No matter how dishonest you are, the next one will be your other arm, and then your legs!" Primordial Spirit Zhao Sen said in a calm voice.

This made Dong Ge's face very ugly.

Suppressing the pain in his arm, he said, "Senior, I. I have already said what I should say. I really only have twelve people here."

Primordial Spirit Zhao Sen's expression was gloomy.

"Where are your people, why do you need to gather? What tasks are you assigned to?"

Brother Dong was really scared this time.

Hastily said: "Senior, my people are hidden in various places in the hidden world. I don't know the details. I will only notify them to come and gather when necessary. As for the reason for the gathering, it is required by the above. I have never I haven’t seen the people above, they will send me a message every time there is something, I just need to do what is written on it.”

"And that task, I really don't know, I'm still waiting."

Yuanshen Zhao Sen looked at the expression on Brother Dong's face.

For a moment, it is completely understood.

The guy wasn't lying.

He really didn't know anything, but this incident surprised Zhao Sen very much.

No wonder I haven't seen the demon cultivators for so many years. It turns out that the demon cultivators are all hidden everywhere, and there is still a force controlling these demon cultivators.

It's just that now relying on his own power alone, it is impossible to find out the purpose and number of these demon cultivators. The best way is to report this matter to Longmen headquarters.

"What I said is true, seniors, please be careful, but if there is a false statement, I will die!"

Brother Dong saw that Zhao Sen had no intention of speaking, and quickly explained again.

Zhao Sen looked calm.

"When will the others arrive?"

Brother Dong replied: "There are almost two days left, and they will all be here!"

"Two days!"

Yuanshen Zhao Sen repeated it.

Just when he was about to continue to say something, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the room, and passed over Dong Ge's dantian in an instant.

Brother Dong opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated rapidly.

In the end, he completely lost his vitality, and his Nascent Soul was completely shattered by this blow.

"who!"

Zhao Sen gave a low shout, and the figure chased after him at the same time.

But as soon as he chased out of the nightclub, the black shadow had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't even find a trace.

"A master of refining gods, means of magic cultivation!"

Zhao Sen looked into the distance and said slowly.