Zhao Chengkong took a step forward.
At this point, the temperature in the yard dropped sharply.
Mystic Realm Ninth Level's mental power was released without reservation, and three dark blue Soul Control silk threads solidified behind him, like three living snakes, swimming slowly.
It is different from the turbid and cold smell of Zhao Chengxiong. Soul Fusion.
Zhao Chengkong's mental power is clean and condensed, with an iron-like oppression - not to destroy, but to control.
The ultimate of Soul Control Faction is never to kill people, but to make you unable to even think of resisting.
"Zhao Chengxiong."
Zhao Chengkong's voice calmed down and became even colder than before.
"I am the young master of the village. According to the clan rules, you must bow when you see me."
He raised his head, his eyes piercing into the depths of Zhao Chengxiong's vertical pupils like nails.
"What, you want to commit the following crime?"
After the four words were slapped down, the yard was quiet for a moment.
Zhao Chengxiong The expressions of the disciples behind him changed.
Young owner of the village.
The weight of these three words in the Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor is far more than just a title.
It represents the continuation of the legal tradition of the village owner and the orthodox bloodline passed down for four hundred years.
Even though the great elder Zhao Y ehan is now very powerful, he has never publicly revoked Zhao Chengkong's position as the young master of the village.
Because that requires unanimous approval by the elders' meeting and the jade seal of the village owner himself.
Both are indispensable.
Zhao Chengxiong's smile froze for half a breath.
He quickly twitched the corners of his mouth, and a hint of evil flashed in his vertical pupils.
"Young Master?"
He tilted his head and his voice was drawn out.
"Oh, what a young master, you won't be anymore soon."
Zhao Chengxiong stopped talking nonsense, raised his chin, and glanced at the person behind him.
"Do it. Teach him a lesson."
The six people all froze.
The weight represented by the three words Zhao Chengkong weighed on their hearts.
The identity of the young master of the village is there, and he will do the following. According to the clan rules, he can abandon his cultivation and be expelled from the village.
But Zhao Chengxiong's eyes were colder.
"What are you doing standing still?"
The six people looked at each other.
In the end, it was the two vertical-pupil disciples who made the first move.
The side effects of Soul Fusion Technique corroding the mind are clearly reflected at this moment - their obedience to Zhao Chengxiong has gone beyond rational judgment.
The figure of the vertical-pupil disciple rose up, and the gray-green Yao Qi condensed on his fist, outflanking Zhao Chengkong one on the left and the other on the right.
The remaining four gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Six people attacked.
Zhao Nan clenched his fists and was about to rush forward when Zhao Chengyu held his shoulders firmly.
"Don't worry." Zhao Chengyu leaned against the pillar, his voice weak, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
He knows his elder brother too well.
Zhao Chengkong stood in place.
No retreat, no demon servant released.
He didn't even move his body.
He just raised his right hand.
The five fingers were opened, and the dark blue Soul Control silk threads shot out from the fingertips and split into six lines in the air.
The six silk threads were incredibly precise - each one bypassed the trajectory of the attack and sank directly into the eyebrows of the six people.
Soul-Binding Cord.
It is different from the broken Spirit Realm Soul-Binding Cord of Zhao Chengyu.
The Soul-Binding Cord of Zhao Chengkong is the condensed spiritual power of Mystic Realm Ninth Level, and the Soul Control Technique of the Minute Subtlety Realm world. Every thread is a key, directly inserted into the keyhole of the opponent's sea of consciousness.
The fist of the first vertical-pupil disciple stopped three inches away from Zhao Chengkong's face.
His eyes widened, and a dark blue light flashed across his pupils.
Immediately afterwards, his arms dropped, and his whole body stood straight on the spot like a puppet whose strings had been pulled out.
The second one.
The third one.
The bodies of the six people froze one after another.
Less than two breaths before and after.
Zhao Chengkong Take your hand back.
The six people knelt down together and hit their foreheads on the bluestone ground, making a dull sound.
Not knocked down.
is controlled.
The essence of Soul Control Technique is never about comparing who has greater power.
But whose mental power is more precise and sharper, can find the gap in the opponent's soul in the shortest time and penetrate it with a needle.
Zhao Chengkong did it.
The soul defense line of these six people was useless in front of him.
The yard was full of birds Soundless.
Zhao Ming and the other three young disciples opened their mouths.
Although they knew that the Young Master was very strong, they were still shocked to the point of numbness when they saw this scene with their own eyes.
Zhao Nan bit her lip, her eyes finally turned red.
But it's not a grievance, it's an indescribable peace of mind.
Big brother is back.
These four words are more effective than any panacea.
Su Yu leaned against the door frame and glanced at the six people kneeling on the ground.
He noticed a detail.
After the two vertical-pupil disciples knelt down, their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
It's not because of the restraint of Soul-Binding Cord, but because of the demon souls integrated into their sea of consciousness, which are instinctively resisting the invasion of Soul Control threads.
The demon soul is struggling.
Zhao Chengkong's Soul-Binding Cord can suppress it, but what if the demon souls integrated into the opponent are of a higher level and in greater numbers?
Su Yu looked away and said nothing.
Zhao Chengxiong's face completely darkened.
There were six of his men, two of whom were masters who had fused demon souls and increased their power to the threshold of the Half-Step Earth Realm - all of them were controlled by Zhao Chengkong within two breaths.
He didn't even have a chance to fight back.
gap.
This is the difference between Soul Control Faction top genius and Soul Fusion Faction mass product.
Zhao Chengxiong Take a deep breath.
The vertical pupil shrinks into a line.
"Zhao Chengkong, do you think you are still the number one genius that Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor was three years ago?"
He raised his right hand.
The gray-green Yao Qi is no longer just condensed in the palm of his hand, but pours out from his arms, shoulders, and neck at the same time, crawling and crawling like a living creature.
Under the collar of his fancy dress, dark green scales spread to his Adam's apple.
More than just vertical pupils.
Zhao Chengxiong's degree of demonization is far deeper than what appears on the surface.
An aura far beyond the Peak Mystic Realm exploded.
Half-Step Earth Realm!
And it's Pseudo Half-Step Earth Realm that has been fused with at least three demonic soul enhancements!
Zhao Chengyu's face changed drastically.
Zhao Nan subconsciously took a step back.
Zhao Chengkong stood there with a calm expression.
"Zhao Chengkong, your Soul Control Technique is exquisite." Zhao Chengxiong stepped forward step by step. The gray-green Yao Qi formed a layer of translucent armor around him, and the twisted demon face was looming on the surface of the armor.
"But if you can control those trash, can you control me?"
He raised his right fist.
Gray green Yao Qi tripled in value.
The ferocious faces of three demon spirits emerged from his fists, roaring Soundless.
Soul Fusion Technique--Three-Soul Resonance Fist!
With this punch, even the air was corroded into gray-green by Yao Qi.
Zhao Chengkong still didn't move.
He looked at the fist covered with Yao Qi.
Then, he slowly raised his left hand.
The left index finger is raised.
An extremely thin dark blue silk thread floated out from the fingertips.
There is only one.
Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
This thread is completely different from before.
The previous six-channel Soul-Binding Cord was a "network", which was extensive and efficient, and excelled in coverage.
This one is "needle".
It's thinner than a hair, yet so bright that it's dazzling.
The silk thread did not wrap around Zhao Chengxiong's eyebrows.
Instead, he stabbed at the center of the three monster faces on his fist.
Poof--
A soft sound.
Zhao Chengxiong's fist stopped.
The gray-green Yao Qi was shaking violently.
The expressions of the three monster faces changed from ferocious to fearful.
They are screaming.
Soundless's crazy scream.