Hong Huang: I, the ten sons of Zulong, the golden dragon of luck

"What about the old guy?"

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi also dared to ask.

Ao Hui opened his mouth to vomit, and the old man's stunned soul was spit out by him.

"This...how did you engrave him with a soul brand?"

Tong Tian asked a little dumbfounded.

The apprentice who was still worried just now imprinted the other party's soul. What happened during the time when the five senses were deprived?
Seeing that Tongtian didn't seem to know what happened just now, Ao Hui also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that in order to conceal his identity, Zulong specially deprived Sanqing of his five senses.

"This... I don't know. It seems that when he wanted to imprint me, his spiritual power fluctuated. Something went wrong. After the explosion, my soul imprint was engraved on his soul instead."

Ao Hui pretended that he didn't know anything, just found an excuse and prevaricated.

"Hahahahaha, this old guy is really retribution, but I have to say, you little guy's luck is really strong, even a strong half-step quasi-sage can let you be fooled."

Yuan Shi laughed and said that the result in front of him just helped him express his pent-up anger after being suppressed.

"Uh... Uncle, you just need to be happy."

"It's all a destiny, apprentice. Since you have already engraved your mark on this old guy's soul, then take him in as a servant. It's hard to find another servant in the world."

Tongtian is still the same, in his philosophy, everything is predestined by heaven, so Ao Hui's harvest at this time is also predestined by heaven.

"But only the soul is still too weak. I'm afraid the real strength that can be displayed is only the early stage of Daluo Jinxian."

Lao Tzu stroked his beard lightly, and looked at the old man's soul with a trace of regret.

"Uncle, can you see if the physical body below can be used..."

Ao Hui stepped forward and pointed to another coffin in the crack in Haiti, the young man inside was still lying there quietly, lifeless.

"You little brat has a vicious eye. In that case, juniors, let's help this little apprentice."

I was taken aback, then laughed heartily.

"Brother, this is the way to seize the house... If Master finds out, I'm afraid the three of us will all be punished."

Tong Tian frowned slightly, it wasn't that he was unwilling to help Ao Hui, it was just that this method of seizing homes was despised by thousands of people, and it completely ran counter to their ideals of righteousness.

"Brother, brother, I have to say a few words to you. This is because you don't know how to be flexible. Haven't you discovered that the soul breath of this old guy has entered that body? We are just pushing the boat along the way, using this ready-made physical body and The ready-made soul is just a puppet."

Yuan Shi stepped forward and patted Tong Tian on the shoulder and said.

Tongtian also smiled slightly, apparently accepting Yuanshi's "proposal".

"Okay, since you two senior uncles have no objections, then the teacher must have no objections either."

Just doing what he said, Sanqing took Ao Hui and the old man's soul into the two coffins at the bottom of the crack in Haiti.

"Hey, these two coffins don't seem to be ordinary things. If there is no accident, they should be at least made of ghost blood willow hearts that are more than a million years old. That's great, and there are unexpected rewards."

Yuan Shi stared at the two coffins all at once, and he was not as polite as Lao Tzu, so he put them into his sleeves without saying a word.

The young body was gently placed on the ground by Lao Tzu, and he looked at it carefully.

"Tsk tsk, this old guy is really a big hand. He chose a child with excellent talent, and after erasing his soul, he used countless treasures from heaven and earth to strengthen this body. If he really succeeds in snatching it , I am afraid that within a thousand years, another quasi-sage will be born in the Wu Clan."

Looking at this physical body, even Lao Tzu was full of praise.

"By the way, Master, when this guy exploded, he seemed to be saying that he was some kind of Twelve Dark Liches of the Witch Clan..."

Ao Hui said while putting the old man's soul aside from his body.

Upon hearing the twelve black liches, Sanqing was startled at the same time.

"No wonder, it's actually the Twelve Dark Liches. I'm afraid he is definitely ranked in the top five among the Dark Liches."

Tong Tian said with lingering fear, they never thought that it was one of the Twelve Dark Liches who made up their minds before.

"Teacher, are the Twelve Black Liches very powerful?"

Ao Hui asked curiously, the information about the Wu Clan has always been the least, and the Wu Clan has always been a very mysterious race until later generations.

"It's more than powerful. The Twelve Black Liches can be said to be the personal guards of the ancestral witches. Each of them can be alone. There is an existence of one person under ten thousand. No wonder the Wu clan would rather risk being targeted by the world to allow He uses the art of seizing the house"

Tong Tian nodded, his eyes became serious.

"Let's complete the seizure of the house as soon as possible. Something happened to one of the twelve black liches. It is impossible for the Wu Clan not to know about it. After the seizure is completed, let's leave here as soon as possible."

Lao Tzu sat down on the ground first and said.

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi also nodded, and the three brothers surrounded the old man's soul and body in a triangular position, while Ao Hui stepped aside.

Sanqing and the three of them surged with spiritual power, gradually converging into a spiritual vortex above the heads of the three.

"rise!"

After a while, the three of them shouted in unison even though their eyes were still closed.

As soon as the words fell, the soul of the old man slowly floated up from the ground, and under the precise control of the three of them, it came directly above the body.

"combine!"

The three shouted at the same time.

The spiritual vortex in the air immediately pressed down, pressing the old man's soul to his body.

Fortunately, the old man had already immersed his soul breath into this body before, and the fusion process was very smooth. In just a few quarters of an hour, the old man's soul and body were successfully fused.

Under the control of the three of them, the vortex of spiritual power was evenly divided into three parts, and returned to the bodies of the three of them.

After the spiritual power entered the body, the three of them exhaled foul air one after another, and fine beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. Although the fusion process went smoothly, it was still a bit difficult for the three of them to fuse the soul of a half-step quasi-sage with the Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base. After all, immortals are immortals, and saints are saints.

The difference of one word, the difference in strength is heaven and earth.

"Teacher, come here, try to wake up this puppet of yours."

Tongtian heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Ao Hui.

Ao Hui nodded, and quickly ran over from behind.

The familiar sense of soul connection was still there, Ao Hui closed his eyes and concentrated, and shouted in his soul.

"wake up!"

The puppets on the ground and Ao Hui opened their eyes at the same time.

"Where is this... and who am I?"

The puppet asked in a hoarse voice while looking around curiously.

"You are my puppet, from now on you will be called Wu Nu,"