Peng Yinglong finally fell.
He had fallen to Qin Lang's continuous attacks and had also been defeated by the two living gold spiritual beasts that had "betrayed" him, the Flood Serpent and the Golden Winged Bird. As a Martial Sage expert, Peng Yinglong had never been so vexed in his life. As someone with a high realm and proficient in scheming, Peng Yinglong often had the upper hand when fighting against experts of the same realm. But today, Peng Yinglong had fallen at the feet of his opponent. Moreover, he had fallen at the feet of an inexperienced brat.
Qin Lang wasn't very excited about defeating Peng Yinglong, because he was the nemesis of a technique grandmaster. Peng Yinglong had used the techniques of a technique grandmaster, but not only had he failed to pressure Qin Lang, but he had also brought trouble to himself. What really excited Qin Lang was Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul and Sacred Fetus. Although Qin Lang had comprehended the profoundness of the Ground Realm and the Heaven Ascension Realm, he had yet to see through the profoundness of the Martial Soul Realm.
Although Qin Lang's Infinite Poison Sack also contained other people's Martial Souls, they were still other people's Martial Souls. Although Qin Lang had seen through some of the profoundness, he was still a long way from breaking through the Martial Soul Realm and forming a Martial Soul. The Martial Soul Realm was the crystallization of a martial artist's Mental Energy. It could be considered a "life" in the form of Mental Energy. At present, Qin Lang had yet to understand how to achieve this. It wasn't because Qin Lang's talent was limited, but because most martial artists needed a long time to accumulate from the Heaven Ascension Realm to the Martial Soul Realm. This was an inevitable process, and some of the key points had to be comprehended by the martial artist themselves.
Other people's Martial Souls could help Qin Lang analyze and see through some of the profoundness of the Martial Soul, but it couldn't directly become Qin Lang's Martial Soul.
Qin Lang had been studying other people's Martial Souls for some time, but he didn't really have much of a clue.
This time, Peng Yinglong's Sacred Fetus piqued Qin Lang's interest. The Sacred Fetus was something that could only be born at the Martial Saint Realm. The Sacred Fetus was usually a parasite within the Martial Soul, and was another kind of "high-level" life form.
However, no matter how high the Sacred Embryo was, it still needed to rely on a cultivator's physical body to exist. It was just like a cultivator's Martial Soul. Although it could leave the physical body for a short period of time, it would become very weak after leaving the physical body. It was impossible for it to exist for a long time. Just like Peng Yinglong, his body was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Naturally, his Martial Soul and Sacred Embryo couldn't do anything.
Peng Yinglong just lay on the riverbank. His mouth was even stuck with some sand, and a few grains of sand fell into his mouth. This taste was naturally extremely unpleasant, but Peng Yinglong could only endure it, because he was no longer a Saint, but a prisoner.
Peng Yinglong couldn't understand why he had lost to this brat Qin Lang. No matter how he thought about it, he still felt that this brat was too strange. His loss today was really too unjust.
"Sect … Sect Leader Qin, I admit defeat. What do you want? As long as it is something that a Technique Master can do, I will do my best to fight for you. "Peng Yinglong completely admitted defeat.
"Of course, you should be able to give me what I want — Sacred Embryo and Martial Soul. En, these are the things that I need, and you happen to have them. "Qin Lang said calmly.
"You … Are you trying to force me into a dead end?" Peng Yinglong said coldly, "After all, I am a Martial Saint expert. I can do many things for you …"
"Yes, you are a Martial Saint expert. Indeed, you can do many things for me." Qin Lang seemed to be considering Peng Yinglong's proposal, but after a moment, he shook his head, "Unfortunately, you are a Martial Soul expert. It's not easy to control. I don't like variables. So, I'm really sorry. "
Qin Lang didn't say this to scare Peng Yinglong. It was the truth. Turning an expert above the Martial Soul Realm into a Poison Slave was a very dangerous thing. The refining process was dangerous, and the refining process was also very dangerous. This was because controlling a person's body was easy, but controlling a person's thoughts was very difficult.
Although it was a pity to abandon a Martial Saint level Poison Slave, as long as he could obtain his Martial Soul, it was not a pity.
"You want to obtain my Martial Soul and Sacred Embryo? Dream on!" Peng Yinglong saw that Qin Lang had made up his mind. He knew that begging for mercy was probably useless, so he was prepared to resist to the end. After all, the Martial Soul and Sacred Embryo were not his organs. If Qin Lang wanted to cut them, he could. If he wanted to obtain the complete Martial Soul and Sacred Embryo, he would need Peng Yinglong's cooperation. Otherwise, even if he killed Peng Yinglong, what Qin Lang obtained would not be the complete Martial Soul.
Previously, the Martial Soul that Qin Lang obtained was not very complete, so he encountered some obstacles when he broke through to the Martial Soul Realm.
"Dream on, not bad. If I want to obtain your Martial Soul and Sacred Embryo, I really need to dream." Qin Lang muttered to himself. He already had an idea in his heart.
Qin Lang put Peng Yinglong into the Ten Thousand Poison Sack, then said to the Living Gold Spirit Beast, "I have already removed the Death Qi in your body. You are free from now on."
"You let me go?" Qin Lang seemed to "hear" the voice of the Living Gold Spirit Beast. He knew that this was the spiritual fluctuation of the Spirit Beast.
"I am not a member of the Technique Faction. Of course, I won't imprison you." Qin Lang said.
"However, the Spirit Vein here has dried up. I have no place to go. You are the real Spirit Protector. I am willing to go with you to save more of my companions." The body of the Dragon Snake suddenly became smaller and turned into a pure golden snake. It wrapped around Qin Lang's arm and seemed to have no intention of leaving.
As for the golden-winged bird, it naturally had the same idea. Moreover, Qin Lang had the aura of the Chaotic Heavenly Vein on his body, which was also very beneficial to their own cultivation.
Since they had already reached an agreement, Qin Lang naturally would not object. However, he still needed to take out the Martial Soul in Peng Yinglong's body. If he did not cripple this guy, he would always be a major hidden danger.
However, Qin Lang had a way to seize this guy's Martial Soul.
Qin Lang arrived at Summer Sun City and went to the Golden Dragon Palace KTV.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Qin Lang was stopped by a burly man. "Brother, minors are not allowed to enter our place. We have regulated our business now!"
"Well, you have improved." Qin Lang chuckled.
"You can't laugh. Although our place wants to make money, we don't want to earn money from students. Besides, the investigation is very tight now. "The burly man seemed to be more principled.
Just as Qin Lang was about to explain, he saw a BMW stop at the door. Then, an acquaintance walked out. This person had a ponytail. Naturally, it was "Ponytail" from the street outside No.7 Middle School.
"Ponytail!" Qin Lang greeted Ponytail.
When the lackey next to Ponytail saw this, he shouted at Qin Lang, "Call him Brother Ponytail. Do you understand —"
"Understand your ass!" Ponytail slapped the man's head, and then Qin Lang respectfully called him "Brother Qin". Then, under the horrified gaze of the lackey, he welcomed Qin Lang in and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qin, what do you need?"
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