"The evil god, don't rush to retreat. Anyway, it's useless to keep your wisp of soul here. Without the help of the sword in my hand, there is no way to protect your believers. It's better to pass on your ability to kill enemies just now. In this way, you won't be able to gain another kind of rebirth because of making merits."

"Haha, you can just deceive a three-year-old child like this. Do you really think I will be fooled by you? Besides, I have said just now that even if I can pass on this skill, it will only be passed on to the bloodlines of the gods of Gaotianyuan, and it is impossible to teach it to you Chinese blood descendants."

"That means, if there is the pure bloodline of your evil god, you promise to pass on your memory?" Jing Yan looked at Jian Yulei's soul and said with a faint smile.

"I said, don't call me the evil god!" Jian Yulei's soul was very angry, but his sword cloth that could cause damage was in Jing Yan's hands, which left him helpless to Jing Yan.

"Okay, OK, Lord Jian Yulei, this is OK, right? By the way, you have not answered the question I just asked yet."

"This is almost the same." Jian Yulei's soul thought for a moment, then said: "If it was really the bloodline of my Gods of Gaotianyuan, I could consider passing on the skills of killing enemies, but the premise must be that it is the purest bloodline of the Gods of Gaotianyuan. There is no magazine in one place. Hehe, but my wisp of my soul has been here for so many years and has never seen anyone like this. Even the Japanese kings of all dynasties cannot do it. What's the use of you now?"

"Don't say if it's useful, I'll ask you if what you said just now counts?"

"Of course, this is my mission to stay here." The trace of soul sighed and said slowly: "But my soul has no origin, so I can only try to maintain its original form. Especially recently, the believers have almost no incense. This has made my soul fade away more violently. I can feel that after a hundred and eighty years, my soul will completely disappear. Instead of living like this, it is better to find a successor, so my disappearance is also meaningful."

"Since that's the case, I'll find you a pure evil god bloodline. No, it's the bloodline of the gods of Gaotianyuan." Jing Yan saw that Jian Yulei's soul was about to get angry, so he quickly changed his words and said with a smile.

Then, Jing Yan summoned the body of Nohio Too's corpse that was hidden in the Qionglong Palace for a while.

"This, this is indeed the purest bloodline of the gods of the Gaotianyuan. Such pure bloodline is simply rare in a thousand years. I really don't know where you got it?"

Seeing this corpse, Jian Yulei's soul was immediately excited. He looked at the corpse carefully, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.

However, Jian Yulei's soul then looked at Jing Yan and said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that he died. Did you kill him? You actually killed the hope of our Gaotianyuan gods! I want to stay with you until you die!"

When Jing Yan heard this, he quickly said, "Don't be angry for now. I really don't know how you become a god with your temper? Forget it, I won't bother with you anymore. Let me tell you clearly. This person was indeed killed by me, but when he died just now, my bloodline was not so pure. I used a secret treasure to repair his injuries and purify his blood, so his bloodline was so pure. Otherwise, what do you think? Even the bloodline of the King of Japan does not meet your requirements, let alone a descendant of him? I spent such a great cost to cultivate such a successor for you. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you? Thank you, a big-headed ghost! If I had met you just now, I would have been grateful to you, because if I saw this corpse at that time, I could have successfully seized the body. But later I used the power of the soul to control the Budu Soul and invaded your sea of ​​consciousness. The soul suffered losses. Even if I could successfully seize the body, I would be a fool with incomplete consciousness. Besides, no matter how excellent the bloodline of this body is, it is just a corpse. How can you tell me to pass on my memory?"

"This..." Jing Yan didn't think of this section, but he suddenly remembered the fact that he used the Fire Spirit Pearl to create a clone, so he asked, "Do you have any treasures here to refine a clone?"

However, Jian Yulei snorted coldly and said, "You want to refine my Gao Tianyuan bloodline into a clone? You can think of it too! Even if I have such a treasure, it will not be possible for you. This body will either become a god independently and protect Yamato forever from then on, or destroy it. In any case, I will not be able to make it your clone. What is the difference between this and being your puppet?"

Jing Yan was actually just asking casually, because the treasures that refine clones are so precious? But unexpectedly, there was something in Jian Yulei's tone. So Jing Yan was full of hope again and said to Jian Yulei: "If it is destroyed, then no one in the entire island country can shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the island country. At that time, once the strange beast launches a full-scale attack, your believers will be completely massacred. From then on, your faith will be completely cut off and your bloodline will be completely cut off. If you pursue it later, you will be the biggest culprit!"

"Hmph, I can control Budu Yuhun to chase and kill strange beasts. With the power of my current source god, it is enough to kill strange beasts in the sea. I think they dare to invade?" Jian Yulei's soul still did not let go and said proudly.

However, Jing Yan said: "Not to mention whether your soul power can support killing so many strange beasts. Even if it can really support it, if you cannot kill the great leader of the strange beast, it will still be a large-scale invasion of strange beasts in a few years, and the demise of the island country will still be unchanged. Besides, this Budu Soul is my sword now. If you want to use it, you must first obtain my consent. If I disagree, you cannot use it at all. Didn't you say that your Budu Soul try an invincible magic sword? Why don't you try it? Is it powerful? Or is it powerful? "

After Jing Yan finished speaking, he held both swords in his hands and made a gesture to cut each other against each other.

"Let's do it!" Jian Yulei's soul changed his face when he saw this. Although Budu Yuhun was sharp, he was definitely not the opponent of Jing Yan's magic sword. Once he cuts each other, Budu Yuhun must have broken it. At that time, his soul would no longer be able to cause any lethality. As for protecting the people of the island country, there was only one joke left.
Chapter completed!