At this moment, the soul of the ancestor Qingzhu suddenly trembled, and then he saw that his soul was as if he was cut by a knife. A soul power that was so weak that it was almost negligible for his soul body was separated. Under the pull of an invisible force, it slowly floated to the Yong'an Demon Lord.

Next, the Yong'an Demon Lord continued to use the secret technique, and saw a millstone appearing on his head. As the millstone rolled, it began to repeatedly crush the wisp of the Qingtuo Ancestor's soul. Every time it was crushed, the turbid color in the wisp of the wisp of the wisp of the turbid spirit would become clearer, and all impurities that were not conducive to absorption were removed to the greatest extent.

After many crushings, this force that was stripped from the body of the Qingtuo Ancestor's soul was finally divided into eight parts by the Yong'an Demon Lord, seven of which belong to their seven major souls, and the last part was integrated into Jian Chen's soul.

At the beginning, the power of the soul stripped out by the Yong'an Demon Lord once was probably only equivalent to the level of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian. Now, as the strength of the Yong'an Demon Lord recovers, the power of the soul stripped out from the Qingzhuo Ancestor is increasing, which is equivalent to the level of the early stage of the Immortal Lord Realm.

"Yong'an, come on, we all rely on you for recovery..."

"Fellow Daoist Yong'an, don't be stern all day long. This time, the six of us owe you a favor. When we recover our strength and reshape our bodies in the future, we will definitely repay you..."

"Yong'an, the seven of us are now standing on the same boat. We don't distinguish between each other. We share the blessings and the difficulties..."

"After the clear and turbid soul is completely absorbed, the seven of us can at least recover to the first level of the Taishi Realm. Fellow Daoist Yong'an, you have to work hard..."

......

In Jian Chen's sea of ​​consciousness space, Yong'an Demon Lord acted as a coolie without saying a word, repeatedly exerting his talent and ability to strip away the soul of the Qingtuo Ancestor, while the other six souls formed a ball and chatted relaxed and comfortable.

The ancestor Qingzhu did not hear any sound, as if he had been silently enduring the pain of his soul being stripped away and becoming increasingly weak.

"Yong'an, how long will it take to completely devour his soul?" Jian Chen's voice suddenly came from behind the Yong'an Demon Lord.

At this time, the Yong'an Demon Lord was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and was already absorbing the power of the soul of the Qingzhuo Ancestor. After hearing Jian Chen's voice, he spoke lightly without looking back: "At this speed, if nothing unexpected happens, it will take about a thousand years."

Jian Chen saw that the Yong'an Demon Lord was very unhappy. After all, he was the one who was doing the coolie. As a result, several other people participated in the process of enjoying the fruits. The Yong'an Demon Lord was naturally unhappy.

After all, the relationship between the seven of them is far from reaching the point where they can enjoy happiness and share difficulties. In order to prevent any of them from awakening first, then extending their hands to the other people, they also make a great oath that they cannot invade each other.

With such a fragile relationship, how could the Yong'an Demon Lord willingly help the other souls?

However, Jian Chen didn't care about these things. His perspective on the problem was different from these seven souls. He would never let one of them recover to too strong strength, so it would be easy to lose control. At least before they settled in the body of the god general, Jian Chen had to have absolute control over their seven souls.

However, the attitude of the Yong'an Demon Lord still made Jian Chen frown.

"Yong'an, it seems you are not happy to do such a chore in devouring the soul? Since that's the case, then stop." Jian Chen spoke lightly behind the Yong'an Demon Lord. At the same time, his thoughts moved, and the three supreme artifacts that suppressed the Qingzhu Ancestor Qingzhu immediately communicated with him. As three vast forces spread, an energy barrier instantly formed to isolate the soul of the Qingzhu Ancestor Qingzhu Ancestor.

The Yong'an Demon Lord was no longer calm. He immediately opened his eyes, and even the wisp of soul power he had received was not enough to absorb, and said anxiously: "Sect Master, you...what are you doing?"

"I have changed my mind. I am going to deal with the clear and turbid soul." Jian Chen said with a sense of determination.

The seven great souls are all in Jian Chen's sea of ​​consciousness space at this moment, so they can all feel that Jian Chen is not scaring them, but is really going to take away the clear and turbid souls.

At this moment, all of them, including the Yong'an Demon Lord, were anxious. The soul of the Qingzhuo Ancestor was their hope for recovery. If it was gone, with their weak state, they were in a situation of scarcity of resources. It would be even more impossible to recover to a strong enough strength.

"Sect Master, don't, the clear and turbid soul is of great use to us. It can help us recover quickly in a short period of time. When we recover to a certain level of strength, we can also solve the problems of the Sect Master..."

"Sect Master, the seven of us are so in this way that we cannot help you. Please leave our clear and turbid souls to us. When we restore to a certain level of strength, we will become the left arm and right arm of the sect master..."

"Venerable Lixi, can you speak? What does it mean to leave it to us? That is a reward. Please ask the sect master to continue to reward the soul of the ancestor Qingzhuo, because we really need him..."

"Yes, yes, yes, it is a reward. Please give me a reward..."

"There is also the same with Yong'an. Don't just keep your face straight. Look, it makes the sect leader unhappy now. Now you are not the mighty Yong'an Demon Lord who used to be..."

As the soul of the ancestor Qingzhu was isolated, the major souls suddenly became a mess and were all anxious.

No one is eager to master the power, especially the great souls who once stood at the top of the pyramid and now fell into the abyss, are eager to restore their strength to their heyday as soon as possible.

Jian Chen ignored the begging for mercy of several great souls and left the space of consciousness directly.

His departure made several great souls who had seen the hope of restoring their hopes suddenly fall into a desperate situation again.

"Yong'an, it's all you blame. You made the sect leader unhappy. Don't forget that we are not the free ones we used to be, and we are all prisoners. You should think about our current identity carefully." Su Leman said angrily.

"We are indeed not the storied and majestic figures who used to be. Since we choose to surrender to survive, we must have a look of surrender, and the distinction between master and servant is clearly distinguished." The Wushuang Emperor's soul was summed up.

The soul of the Yong'an Demon Lord sat there with a frown, his face full of regret, and said, "The Sect Master really doesn't want us to recover, right? After all, if we don't restore our strength, we won't help the Sect Master at all."

"The sect leader has the consideration of the sect leader, but it is just a change in identity. We all should have a good counter-trial." Emperor Wushuang continued.

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"Master, are you really not going to let them recover?" After Jian Chen left the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, the voice of the Ziqing Sword Spirit was remembered in Jian Chen's mind.

"Don't worry, let them go for a while, so as not to be able to set their positions clear. And now they don't need to restore too much strength. After all, the immortal warriors in the Taichu Temple cannot be awakened in a short time. Before those immortal warriors awaken, I dare not reuse them." Jian Chen said. He was not joking. He was really not going to swallow the soul of the Qingtuo Ancestor to them in a short time.

The seven souls still don’t know about it, and Jian Chen never thought about letting them reshape their bodies.

At this time, in front of Jian Chen's sight, a land the size of a nail suddenly appeared. It emitted a faint light and was floating quietly in the vast starry sky.
Chapter completed!