Chapter 821

"If you want to dominate this seat, you are not qualified!"

The young man glanced at Feng Wuchen disdainfully, even if Feng Wuchen had the power to destroy the world, he still took it seriously.

"Wanting to seize the power of time is even more of a fantasy!"

The spirit of the tool became colder and arrogant.

"Hey! Why are you like this? Brother Feng kindly woke you up, what's wrong with wanting you to break a seal array? Isn't the artifact soul amazing? It's fine if you don't say thank you, and you're talking sarcastic words!" Liu Qingyang said in a displeased way.

"This seat didn't let him wake up this seat, he himself is happy." Tool Soul said confidently.

Feng Wuchen sneered tepidly: "Without my power, you will soon exhaust the power to destroy the world, and then you will fall into a deep sleep again. Without the power of time, you can only sleep forever."

"Sleeping is better than falling into the hands of an incompetent like you!" Tool Soul said coldly, extremely cold and arrogant.

"If you don't want to, I have to be tough." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Haha!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Tool Soul couldn't help laughing, and said arrogantly: "Stinky boy, it's just you, you still want to be tough? How did you get this seat?"

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "Don't forget, you are only a soul body, even if it is the cultivation of the gods, so what?"

"The soul body is enough to deal with you!" Tool Soul said contemptuously, the cultivator of the Heavenly Realm, in the eyes of Tool Soul, is garbage.

Qi Soul stared at Feng Wuchen coldly, and said: "The ugly words are in the front, for the sake of your awakening this seat, this seat does not care about you, but if you go your own way, this seat will kill you without hesitation. about you!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen was not threatened at all, with a thought, the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda was sacrificed, and then a dozen soul puppets came out.

Liu Qingyang and the others couldn't help but feel relieved when they saw the appearance of more than a dozen Daoist realm powerhouses.

A dozen or so can beat a soul body, can they beat it?

"Nine-layer Qiankun Pagoda?" Seeing the golden pagoda in Feng Wuchen's hands, the spirit of the tool was startled, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? Do you recognize this baby? You seem to be very afraid of this baby." Feng Wuchen sneered, and it could be seen that Tool Soul was very afraid of the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda.

The Item Soul can recognize the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda, which also shows that the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda is an ancient artifact!

"Feng Wuchen's pagoda is absolutely extraordinary." Shao Siming frowned slightly, staring at the pagoda in Feng Wuchen's hands, looking like he wanted to take it away.

"It's a pity that the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda has been damaged. Now it's just an immortal weapon, so I can't help it." Tool Soul sneered, seeing that the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda was just a fairy tool, Tool Soul couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Tool Soul never looked at Feng Wuchen's soul puppet from the beginning to the end, and obviously did not take the dozen or so God Transformation Realms in his eyes.

"I never said to use this baby to deal with you." Feng Wuchen said cruelly.

"Is it possible that they are still them? Is it just these wastes?" The spirit of the tool became more and more disdainful, became more and more arrogant, and even couldn't help but want to laugh.

"They're just trying to prevent the Primordial Ring Teeth from escaping." Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and more than a dozen gods morphed into the distance, blocking all escape routes.

"Huh? To prevent this seat from escaping?" Tool Soul couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Haha! Haha!"

"What is the Palace Master doing?" Ye Tianwei and the others looked at each other, not knowing what medicine was sold in Feng Wuchen's gourd.

"Summoning the ancient beasts?" Shao Siming frowned slightly, thinking of the dark magic leopard, Shao Siming felt a panic in his heart, the kind of fear that came from the soul, which was completely uncontrollable.

The tool soul has a high cultivation base. Although it is only a soul body, it is also a powerful soul in the realm of transformation. At present, only the dark magic leopard can deal with the tool soul.

"Is it funny?" Feng Wuchen raised his palm slowly, his mind moved, and along with his palm flexing his claws, the soul of the tool was actually sucked by Feng Wuchen.

The Item Soul in the mad laughter, his face changed greatly, and he said in horror: "What's going on? This is impossible! Brat, when did you..."

"What? Are you surprised?" Feng Wuchen sneered and asked, Feng Wuchen's claws seemed to be able to trap the soul of the weapon, and the soul of the soul of the gods was powerless to resist.

"This... what's going on?" Seeing that the soul was trapped by Feng Wuchen and unable to resist, Zhang Junlan and the others were stunned, and no one knew what was going on.

What kind of magic is this? Feng Wuchen had never seen such a terrifying magical power before.

"I can't see it wrong, right? How could Big Brother Feng trap the soul of the tool? That's the realm of transformation!" Liu Qingyang was almost stunned.

"Is the power of the ancient beasts? No, Feng Wuchen has no motivation at all. What is going on?" Shao Siming's eyes widened, and he couldn't explain what was going on at the moment.

"Could it be the master's soul power? The master is a seventh-rank alchemist, the realm of the alchemy emperor, so he can suppress the soul of the tool." Lan Yue guessed.

"It's not the soul power, the teacher didn't motivate the soul power at all, I don't know how the teacher did it." Zhang Junlan shook his head in a daze.

Seeing that the soul was picked up by Feng Wuchen by the neck, unable to resist at all, Liu Qingyang's group and Shao Siming were stunned.

"What did you just say, that I am not qualified to dominate you? Is it wishful thinking to say that I want to seize the power of time?" Feng Wuchen asked with a wicked smile.

The spirit of the tool resisted hard, but it was useless, and was crushed to death by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen is like a treasure with a restrained soul.

"Kneel down!" Feng Wuchen's voice became cold in vain, and he shouted loudly, and the moment he let go of his hand, the soul actually knelt down by himself.

The soul's face was full of anger and pain, but it was powerless to disobey Feng Wuchen's orders.

"Stinky boy! When did you move your hands and feet?" Tool Soul roared furiously, his fierce eyes glaring at Feng Wuchen.

After the tool soul inadvertently saw the wound on Feng Wuchen's finger, he suddenly understood.

"When the primeval ring teeth absorbed the power of destroying the world, you were at that time...impossible, why didn't this seat notice it?"

"Because I'm an artifact refiner!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Bastard!" The spirit of the tool cursed loudly, and the illusory figure immediately turned into a golden light and entered the primeval annual gear.

"call out!"

The ancient annual gear teeth shot out like lightning, trying to escape.

"Bang bang bang!"

Primordial annual gears rushed out, but they were blocked by the energy condensed by more than a dozen soul puppets, and all the collisions were blocked.

"It's too late if you want to leave now, your strength is suppressed by me, you can't escape." Feng Wuchen said coldly, his claws stretched out again, Feng Wuchen grabbed it from the air, and then pulled back. , actually pulled the tool soul out of the divine tool. (To be continued)