After being deceived by Jia Jing, Canglang immediately fell down powerlessly.

"Forget it, I hope you can keep your word!"

Canglang stared at Jia Jing tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then, under the pressure of a long knife on the back of his neck, he raised a bright golden ball of light from his eyebrows.

The light ball is about the size of a pigeon egg, and it appears as bright as a bright golden color throughout. Through the light outside, a reduced version of the wolf inside can be seen vaguely.

"Is this the origin of the soul?"

Jia Jing looked at the golden light ball floating in front of him, and there were many curiosity in his eyes.

Reach out and grab it.

"Um?"

Looking at Jia Jing who was futile, a trace of undetectable cunning flashed in Canglang's eyes, "This soul origin,

It is difficult to touch if there is no power to transcend the world."

"That general's sword light should be enough to touch!"

Canglang's cunning made Jia Jing feel quite unhappy and his tone became a little impatient.

"Forehead.……

The wolf lay there, so dull that he dared not speak anymore.

His life is held in Jia Jing's hand, so how dare you talk more?

I just advised carefully: "The sword light is certainly OK, but it will directly hurt the origin of the soul. If you cannot touch the origin of the soul, I can lend my own power to the general."

"Borrow my strength to collect the origin of your soul. Are you so kind?"

Jia Jing sneered and refused, "You don't have to worry about how to accept your soul's origin. Isn't it just extraordinary power? I have my own way!!

FF Canglang no longer spoke, but he made up his mind to watch Jia Jing's jokes well.

He said in his heart: "Who can have the power beyond the ordinary in this era and in this era except for the birth of sacred who have just recovered?

Those who were given strength back then have just woken up now, just like the white tiger, with nothing left except a handful of stupid strength.

This is still good luck. As for those who are not lucky, they are no longer in this world. I want to take a look.

How did you end up!"

Canglang was sure that unless Jia Jing no longer wanted to deduct his soul's origin, he would have to borrow his own power.

Once you borrow your own power, won’t the origin of your soul return to your own hands in the end?

Thinking of this, Canglang's mentality suddenly became much calmer.

Just quietly preparing to watch Jia Jing make a fool of himself.

Not to mention the various thoughts that Canglang had turned around, Jia Jing didn't think so much about it here.

It's just extraordinary power!

Speaking of extraordinary power, can there be anything more extraordinary in this world than one's own system?

Jia Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed Canglang's soul source again...

"My soul origin is between reality and nothingness. Without the power to transcend the world, it is impossible to touch it. Even if you try a hundred times, it is impossible to catch it...

"Oh, damn it!!"

Before Canglang finished speaking, he saw that where Jia Jing passed by, where was his soul source?

At the same time, an empty feeling suddenly came into Canglang's mind, and the origin of the little soul that he had separated from his family actually had no sense of it.

"You can actually take away the origin of my soul? Where did you hide it? Why can't I sense it?"

Canglang's words were a little unscrupulous.

Jia Jing glanced over and said, "What, can you be confident that you have been able to take away your soul's origin?"

Canglang's heart was stagnant.

Although I think so, how dare I say it now?

She was so busy that she smiled, "I am sincere in joking like a general, so how dare I play those little thoughts!"

"Forget it, just forget about the past. Now that your little soul is in my hands, if you dare to have any second thoughts in the future, you must consider the consequences more!" Jia Jing snorted coldly.

"Don't dare!"

After repeatedly denied, Canglang's head lay dejectedly on the ground.

This time I really accepted my fate.

Now that the origin of the soul has fallen into Jia Jing's hands, what else can I do if I ask him to do?

Jia Jing did not pay any attention to the old man who fell down.

At this time, Jia Jing had already concentrated all his energy into the storage space.

Jia Jing himself has no way to control the origin of Canglang's soul.

The only thing that can punish or threaten Canglang is to directly cut off the origin of the soul with a knife, but in that case, Canglang will die directly. Wouldn't a good subordinate become a disposable consumable?

It's really not cost-effective.

At this moment, looking at the golden name message on the origin of Canglang's soul, many thoughts suddenly arose in Jia Jing's mind.

He made his mind to his twenty entourage quotas.

Because Jia Jing faintly felt from the system that the origin of the soul in front of him could be regarded as an extremely powerful high-level spiritual object, and using it can also create a minion template.

Moreover, this follower template is created because it comes from the system and is also created by the origin of the soul of the Canglang.

Jia Jing can not only control its direction and position at any time, but also issue some mandatory orders to it, thereby simply controlling some of the behaviors of Canglang.

Jia Jing can even destroy the origin of Canglang's soul by destroying the minion template.

Once the soul's origin is broken, the wolf will naturally not be able to survive.

In this way, it is not only no different from Jia Jing who directly controls the origin of Canglang's soul, but also has a lot of convenience in terms of functions.

I don't know how practical it is!

Faced with the choice, Jia Jing didn't even have to think about it, so he made up his mind to use Canglang's soul origin to make a minion template. Anyway, he just consumed some soul points and a minion quota. Compared with a natural sacred collection as a minion, it was simply too cost-effective!

The kind of profitable thing!

As Jia Jing's thoughts were determined, a thousand soul points were instantly deducted from the system panel.

At the same time, the golden light ball the size of a pigeon egg in the storage space suddenly trembled.

An invisible and inexplicable powerful force descended, causing the small light ball to instantly undergo a 180-degree transformation.

Not only did the size of a pigeon egg change from the original size of a ping-pong ball, but the color changed from the original gold to a deeper dark gold color, and there was even a hint of immortality inside.

A breath that will never move.

After comparing the past and the next, Jia Jing couldn't help but feel moved.

Sure enough, the existence of the system is far beyond the so-called natural sacred one in front of you!

Just judge by breath.

This newly created minion template is a big difference than the templates made with advanced spiritual objects.

But what is more specific is to integrate it into Canglang before it can be known.

"As soon as I got started, I spent a quota of entourage and a thousand soul points. If you don't do your job seriously in the future, I will just roast you directly!"

Looking at the Canglang whose breath was gradually weakening, Jia Jing directly pointed.

A dark golden light ball the size of a table tennis ball flew out.

He noticed the breath of his soul in the light ball. Although Canglang didn't know what the light ball was, he still had no idea to dodge and let it sink directly into his eyebrows.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!