Swallowed Star: There Is No Reincarnation

  Chapter 73 Soul Slave

  Wu Qian walked leisurely among the mountains and ridges. Not far away, the young boys and girls lined up to enter the tower.

  No one can find Wu Qian, as long as Wu Qian is willing.

  "In the past tens of thousands of years, although I have produced a few good geniuses in the line of Qianwu, it is far from Qianyang, even if it is compared with Wu Yu."

  In the past, Qianyang broke into the Heavenly Pagoda and won the evaluation of the sixth floor A. The potential at that time has the opportunity to become the overlord of the universe;

  Wu Yu is much worse. It is the evaluation of the fourth level A. On the potential to become the limit of the king, it is difficult to become the sage of the universe.

  Of course, whether it is Qianyang or Wuyu, after three thousand years of laying the foundation for the creation of the holy mountain, the future potential can be regarded as promising.

  Think about it, those immortals in Chaos City have not had a chance to comprehend the Chaos Monument for countless years, but those three thousand years Wuyu and Qianyang can comprehend the Qianwu Chaos Monument at will...

  This treatment is almost no one!

  What's more, there are other holy places dedicated to cultivating geniuses, such as the holy spring, the Secret Dharma Hall, and the Hall of Enlightenment on the Holy Mountain of Creation.

  It can be said that as long as two people are given enough time, Qianyang can become the lord of the universe. As for Wuyu, it is no problem to step into the universe and become the overlord of the universe.

"Ok?"

  Wu thought with great concentration, but suddenly his expression changed suddenly and he gave a cold snort.

  This cold snort made the surrounding space tremble.

  However, the boys and girls did not respond.

   "Alright, next one, do more."

  Wearing a red robe, Qianfeng smiled and said to a fat young man with two pigtails in front of him.

  Times have changed. In the tens of thousands of years, countless geniuses have walked out of the tower, but the red-robed deacon who presided over the test is still Qianfeng.

   Tens of thousands of years ago, people in red robes were among the elders, but now they can only be deacons.

   (The red robe is the immortality of the army master)

"Ok?"

   Suddenly, Gan Feng showed an extremely shocked look on his face. He found that the space around him had condensed, and the expressions on the faces of the boys and girls who had been lively and fussed were also condensed and motionless.

  However, Qianfeng is still able to move around freely.

  At this moment, a white-robed man suddenly walked out of the space.

   "The Patriarch."

   Seeing the visitor, Qianfeng hurriedly bowed respectfully, and a surge of excitement surged in his heart.

   "Patriarch...I was so lucky to meet the patriarch!"

  But, apart from excitement, Qianfeng also had some doubts in his heart—why did the patriarch suddenly use tactics against the sky to imprison this space?

  Wu Qian glanced at Qianfeng, just nodded slightly, and stepped out in the next step, but directly entered the interior of the Dengtian Tower.

  At this time, in the Climbing Tower, a young man was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his face was full of hideous colors, and it was obviously painful.

   "Huh, you and other foreign races, even dare to covet my clan without inheritance?"

  Wu Qian looked at the boy coldly, snorted coldly, and the infinite coercion oppressed the boy.

  Only heard a bang, the boy exploded and died.

  Wu Qian looked indifferent, waved his sleeves, the **** fog disappeared, and the inside of the tower was restored to its original state.

  "Is it an alien...should be a Zerg."

  Wu Qian slowly shook his head. Although the young man in front of him was a member of the Royal Witch Clan, his soul had already been enslaved.

  The struggle between human races and alien races has never ceased, and the form of struggle is far more than war, and there are many enslaved strong men within each race.

  Like some realm masters and immortal powerhouses, it is difficult to be enslaved by the soul, but enslaving a little guy with a constant star can't be more simple, almost no cost.

  In the Secret Realm of Dry Witch, there are hundreds of millions of people in the Dry Witch Secret Realm, and it is inevitable that some little guys with constant stars will be enslaved. This is a normal thing.

   "It shouldn't be here specifically for this climbing tower."

  Wu Qian frowned and thought about it. Although the Climbing Tower was magical, it was firmly controlled by Wu Qian. Some little guys with constant stars didn't know much information.

  What’s more, the Tower of Heaven itself has the ability to identify souls. If you encounter a human being enslaved by a foreign race, it will directly create an endless illusion of reincarnation, allowing the enslaved human consciousness to wither away and die.

   "All the permanent stars in the clan have to break into the Heavenly Pagoda. Obviously, although this boy is enslaved, he has to break into it."

In addition to testing its potential,   Tengtian Pagoda can also be used as a tool to identify soul slavery. This is a surprise.

   "Soul slavery is impossible to guard against. The immortality can still be identified by exploring the soul, but after the immortality, the soul is integrated into the divine body, but it is difficult to identify it."

  Wu Qian frowned, it seems that it is necessary to take some measures to limit the infiltration of aliens.

  For a time, Wu Qian's consciousness searched through the vast sea of ​​ancient books in the Pagoda of Nine Saints Reincarnation.

  For a long time, Wu Qian's brows were soothed, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

  It is generally very difficult to identify whether the immortal strong person is enslaved by the soul (robbing the house), but there are many effective and labor-saving methods in the inheritance of the Nine Saints Reincarnation Tower.

  "You can preside over this test as usual."

  Wu Qian appeared outside the Dengtian Tower in a flash, and asked Qianfeng at will, and in the next second he teleported back to his hall suspended in the sea of ​​clouds.

  Boom~

  The next moment, that strong imprisonment disappeared, and the boys and girls chatted with each other without realizing what had happened.

  Only Qianfeng was still trembling in his heart. The patriarch actually came in person just now, and the previous clansman Wu Zhen who entered did not come out.

  This means that Wu Zhen was either taken away by the patriarch, or...dead!

   Qianfeng touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in his heart not to think any more.

  "Deacon, Deacon Ganfeng?"

   Fatty Gan Duo yelled softly in front of Gan Feng's eyes, with a bit of doubt on his fleshy face.

  . . . . . .

  The Secret Realm of Dry Witch, Wu Qian’s palace.

  Boom~Boom~Boom~

  The hot black flame hovered in the palace, and the flame temperature was extremely high. If the ordinary immortal approached, the divine body would gradually annihilate, and even be burned alive.

  In the center of the flame, several pieces of metal materials are slowly turning into liquid. Under the control of Wu Qian's supernatural power, these materials blend with each other.

  After that, Wu Qian took out a piece of light blue profound ice from the world ring and threw it into the black flame.

  Water and fire are opposites, but the liquid metal quickly adheres to the profound ice, so that the black flame cannot affect the profound ice.

   "The first step, it's done!"

  Wu Qian smiled, the black flame disappeared, and a black square-shaped metal plate fell on his hand.

  The first step is just to cast the shape; the second step is to portray the secret pattern.

  ······

  A few months later.

  In the main hall, Wu Qian withdrew his supernatural power, looked at the extremely delicate metal token in his hand with countless mysterious patterns on its surface, but his eyes flashed with fatigue.

  "This is just an ordinary treasure, and it will take several months... No wonder those master craftsmen refine ordinary treasures or top treasures for hundreds of years."

  　The third chapter is finished, although it’s a bit late

  (End of this chapter)