"impossible!"

Xuehe Minghu sneered, not believing Wei Yuan's words at all, "That kid is the soul..." Before he could finish his words, Wei Yuan spoke lightly and continued, "Soul Leaves Dafa, what a big deal, to be honest, this kind of mental method is really not worth mentioning in front of me."

Hearing this, Xuehe Minghu had no doubt at all. After all, Wei Yuan was simply too strange. If an ordinary mortal knew about the Three Realms, he might not be scared to death without saying that he was scared to pee his pants at the first time.

But Wei Yuan didn't even have a trace of psychological fluctuation, and he could even hold his life and death in his hands with the golden sword that he had never heard of. Such a person is absolutely extraordinary. He is very likely to be the mysterious man in the underworld. But Xuehe Minghu also knew that the monks in the underworld could not move around the world so casually, so Wei Yuan became more and more mysterious.

"Let's make a deal."

Wei Yuan smiled and spoke.

Seeing Wei Yuan's smile, Xuehe Minghu twitched unconsciously and took a step back. Whenever he saw Wei Yuan's smile, what happened next was not a good thing.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's said it's a transaction. As long as you hand over all your demonic energy to me, then when I wait for the next day, I will return your soul to that God intact, how about?"

Wei Yuan said.

"What?"

Xuehe Minghu frowned immediately. He didn't believe that Wei Yuan would be so kind. "No, I'll give you all the demonic energy, and I will only have a wisp of soul and goodness. This..." But before he could finish his words, Wei Yuan frowned slightly. At the same time, the golden literary flame on Xuehe Minghu's forehead flashed slightly, "Do you still have the capital to refuse now?

Besides, if you fall into my hands, what's the difference between whether you have demonic energy?"

As soon as these words were said, the corners of Xuehe Minghu also twitched. Indeed, he can now be said to be living under someone else's roof, and his life and death are just a matter of Wei Yuan's thoughts. Even if there is no demonic energy, he will never see the light of heaven again.

"But..." Xuehe Minghu was still going to open his mouth and say something, but Wei Yuan didn't seem to be patient to listen to his nonsense again. He slowly raised his arm. As his arm raised, Xuehe Minghu suddenly felt the golden sword on his forehead shine. He was shocked by the tiger's body and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I promise you."

"Isn't that enough? I won't cry until I see the coffin."

Wei Yuan nodded with satisfaction and withdrew his hand, and the golden sword naturally fell into peace.

The Blood River Nether Tiger exhaled a breath like a lifetime after the disaster, and then frowned, "But I hope you keep your promise and don't go back on your word."

"Of course not."

Wei Yuan raised his head slightly, and a proud aura emanated from his eyebrows. He was the Emperor. If he had been in his previous life, what he said could be equal to the laws of heaven. How could he go back on his word? It just depends on his mood when he fulfilled it.

The Blood River Minghu didn't dare to delay it. He was afraid that Wei Yuan would be attracted by Wei Yuan's eyes and completely wiped him out. He quickly turned around and turned into a wisp of black smoke and drilled back into the black gun.

Wei Yuan put the black gun into the soul sea with a big move, and then he finished cross-legged and held his breath and concentrated.

In the soul sea, the Blood River Minghu and Wei Yuan's soul stood opposite each other, and he didn't say much nonsense and started to extradite the demonic energy directly.

Although the Blood River Minghu is only a wisp of soul now, his body is very vast. If it weren't for Wei Yuan's suppression of the Dao Sword Aura, he would probably be able to easily recover one-tenth of his strength at his heyday by taking over the body.

Although it is only one-tenth of this small, Blood River and Nether Tiger are ranked among the twelve Demon Lords of the Demon Realm. Even if it is placed in the entire Demon Realm, he is also an outstanding person. One-tenth of his heyday can probably easily kill all the immortal strong men in the entire mortal world.

Wei Yuan was not coveting the power of the Blood River and the Black Tiger. With Wei Yuan’s current realm and the sea of ​​qi that had not been fully opened in the spiritual orifice, if he really swallowed all the demonic energy, he would probably be burst out immediately and end up deadly.

However, although you cannot take this demonic energy for yourself, you can still do it as long as you hold it in your own hands and mobilize it. This can be considered as adding a trump card to yourself. Even if you meet Allah, you only need to inject the demonic energy into the black gun. Even if you can't kill the other party, you can still buy some time for yourself to escape.

But this demonic energy is not his own after all, and he can use it a little less. Although one-tenth of the demonic energy of the Demon Lord is beyond imagination, in order to deal with Allah, he dare not waste it at all.

In less than half an hour, all the demonic energy was extradited. In the soul sea, the Blood River Minghu, which was originally surrounded by black air, had already been gone at this time. His black energy disappeared, and his huge body seemed to shrink and turned into a petite cat.

All the demonic energy was wrapped by Wei Yuan's soul to prove the Tao, and was eventually compressed to a black round bead that was only the size of a fist.

The power contained in this bead can kill several immortal cultivators in an instant, but this demon bead cannot leave Wei Yuan's soul sea. As long as it leaves, without Wei Yuan's soul suppression, it will probably be triggered in an instant. At that time, within a radius of dozens of miles, it will turn into wasteland, without any grass growing, and there will be no life to survive.

Looking at the deep black round bead floating in the palm of his hand, Wei Yuan smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, now you can stay in the black gun and be honest."

"The demonic energy has been given to you, don't forget to promise me!"

Blood River Minghu was very weak at this time, and his head was drooping, as if he was about to die. After saying this, he turned around and got into the black gun, and there was no sound again.

The sky gradually shone. Not long after, the door of the guest room where Wei Yuan was located was kicked open. Qu Ruoruo walked in heroically, looked at Wei Yuan sitting cross-legged on the bed, and said unhappily, "Do we go?"

Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "You don't want to go to Kyoto, but you want to see how I can hide your demonic aura."

"Yes, if you can really do it, I can return to the Demon Kingdom by myself."

Qu Ruoruo said coldly, "You really think I'm willing to follow you."

Wei Yuan chuckled, "I can indeed hide the demonic aura in your body, but you may not be able to leave alone."
Chapter completed!