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Chapter 1913

At this moment, Chen Yang felt very complicated.

It was only at this time that I had the feeling of a natal corpse.

Along the way, General Wang walked, and no one doubted that he was not a human being, but a zombie.

After the natal corpse enters the silver corpse realm, all corpse energy converges, and even monks at several levels above can find it difficult to distinguish unless they have a firm mind.

It might not be easy to do this in other sects, but it is not a problem in Yin Mo Sect.

There are also many people in the Yin Demon Sect who can place their consciousness on the servants of the Yin Demon and walk with them.

After all, Chen Yang's identity as a disciple of the Yin Demon Sect is genuine. Even if someone finds out, it won't be a big problem.

By the way, this didn't happen.

The natal corpse arrived at Yupai Cave smoothly.

At this moment, he was sitting in front of Chen Yang.

...This feeling is still very strange.

Chen Yang looked at the General Wang who had taken off his hood, and felt that he had two pairs of eyes, each looking at him.

For a moment, he was even in a trance and couldn't tell whether he was sitting here or over there.

This is the magic of natal corpse.

At this moment, Chen Yang's body suffered irreparable injuries. Even if his body was completely destroyed, he still had time to transfer his soul into his own corpse, which was equivalent to gaining an extra life.

As for adventurous activities like going to the Demon Realm and Pingding Mountain, you can use your own corpse to go there, which is no different from arriving in person.

"Then, let's give it a try now."

Chen Yang took a deep breath and began to run the Golden Body Technique, moving the soul into the corpse for the first time.

"brush!"

Silver light that complemented each other shone between Chen Yang and the corpse at the same time.

For a moment, behind the General King, a dragon-shaped energy rose up, roaring, as if resisting.

Immediately, he was suppressed by the power of the Golden Body Art.

Very smoothly, Chen Yang felt that he turned into a ray of light. There seemed to be something vaguely mixed in the light, and it directly fell into the eyebrows of the Great General Wang.

In an instant, the sky and the earth spun, and the world changed.

Chen Yang did not open his eyes in a hurry.

He just couldn't help but sink his mind, sinking into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness of the Great General King.

There, a palace rose from the ground, and there was a sound of banging on the ground, as if hundreds of officials were attending court, but there was no one there.

"This is......"

"The Forbidden City!"

Chen Yang looked around in the sea of ​​consciousness, and for a moment, his mind was shaken.

He seemed to be back on earth, strolling in the Forbidden City, but there were no people everywhere, and he was filled with an indescribable feeling of desolation.

He was the only one in such a huge palace.

"This is the sea of ​​consciousness of the Great General King."

Chen Yang shook his head, laughed, and took a step forward.

In front of you is the dragon chair.

Chen Yang turned around, sat down, and held the handrail with one hand. Below were the steps, and at the bottom was where the officials went to court.

He still wants to be emperor after all.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Chen Yang clicked his tongue, not because he was surprised that the General Wang's sea of ​​consciousness was like this.

After all, he knew what kind of person this prince who was turned into a zombie by Qinglong was during his lifetime, and how close he was to the dragon throne.

Chen Yang was lamenting that it was such a feeling to walk into other people's consciousness.

Its obsession, its root, its wish...

Show them all.

Chen Yang didn't sit on the dragon chair for long. He just waved his hand and the entire consciousness sea space changed.
Chapter completed!
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