Jiang Tian looked at Mu Jian, his eyes changed unpredictably, "How could this kid be so comfortable?"

Although King Jiang Tian has great magical powers and many treasures, this soul-moving experience is the first time he can get away with the soul-moving beads. The secret is just ancient rumors, and with the help of the soul-moving beads, he is much more courageous, and it is because of God's will.

People who practice immortals have a firm mentality, let alone the king of heaven, who knows the necessity of decisiveness.

His body flashed, sat down opposite the wooden sword, and a soul-moving shot, floated out. This soul-moving bead was originally refined by Jiang Tian and was connected to his soul, but when it flashed over the wooden sword, it suddenly trembled, and seemed to feel a little scared. Although Jiang Tian didn't know what happened, how could he stop? With the destruction of his spiritual sense, the soul-moving bead emitted a ray of ray of light. Although it was a ray of light, it was extremely black, and a trace of colorfulness appeared in the black.

The soul-moving bead suddenly covered the two of them. Then, a trace of black silk-like thing appeared on Mu Jian's head. As the black silk appeared, the wooden sword's face wrinkled slightly, as if there was a hint of pain. As the black silk became more and more popular, the pain became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, Jiang Tianyan was happy to see the soul moving smoothly. Seeing that the black soul silk was moved one by one, he quickly let go of his mind, wrapped the moved soul silk bit by bit, and then invaded and assimilated bit by bit. Just as he wanted to touch his memory, the black silk flashed and moved slightly, and actually avoided it.

Jiang Tian didn't care. People didn't want their memories to be killed, let alone the immortal king after going through thousands of dangers? No! They just got to the Immortal King, or the Quasi-Immortal King.

No hurry! Jiang Tian patiently covered his soul, entangled each other, and then slowly assimilated and killed his memory. Since this place was Jiang Tian’s home court, and the soul-moving beads helped, after a break of efforts, although many memories were escaped, he still killed a lot of them.

After dozens of days in a row, I saw that the soul-moving movement was about to end, but I found that the Mu Jian's memories were mostly wandering and fewer touching and killing. Although many of the memories were assimilated, their memories were preserved, which even caused me to sometimes not know who I was. In a shock, I quickly surrounded the nest with all my strength. At this time, Mu Jian's memories became very slippery. In addition to constantly hiding from place to place, I even occasionally fought back and swallowed my memories.

At this time, Jiang Tian felt that it was inappropriate and prepared to put the soul-moving bead in.

Just as the thought of knowing was released, another thought emerged from his mind, but it stopped the movement of the soul-moving bead and accelerated the transfer of the soul to the wooden sword.

Jiang Tiangui was the king of heaven and lived for millions of years. How could he know if there was something wrong with this situation?

With a thought, he was about to destroy the soul-shifting bead to prevent the soul-shifting bead from continuing to enter. Before he could have such thought, the soul-shifting bead flashed, and the last trace of soul-shifting bead penetrated into Jiang Tian's mind like lightning. The wooden sword, which had originally had a trace of vitality, was no longer moving at this time, and it was like a wooden carving.

Jiang Tian suddenly felt a sudden heart, and knew something was wrong, so he was plotted by that boy Mu Jian! He became ruthless and launched a storm of consciousness, trying to blow up the newly assimilated spiritual memory. Although doing so would hurt himself, protecting himself is the king.

"King Jiang Tian, ​​don't make this meaningless battle. Now you are me, I am you. When you want to destroy Mu, you will inevitably destroy the king of heaven!" Jiang Tian said coldly.

Mu Jian chuckled: "Mu has already reached this point, so when you assimilated Mu, you did not resist Feng Kang, and you touched some of Mu's childhood memories. However, all important memories have been preserved by me, and they are entangled with your memories, and have assimilated a lot. Mu does not ask to touch and kill your memories, but they have to melt your memories. Only in this way can you master the secrets of the Immortal World, help Mu successfully advance to the Immortal Emperor, and control the Taoist priest of the One Realm."

"Hmph! Are the way of heaven that you can master?"

"Haha! Soul transfer is a failure to reconcile, of course, it is against the will of heaven. Since you dare to do it, Mu will take over you and naturally have to bear this cause and effect. If the will of heaven recognizes Mu, Mu will naturally follow the will of heaven. If the will of heaven does not follow, then what if I, Mu, do against heaven? The fate lies in me, and the law lies in me. The way of heaven is the rule. As long as Mu understands the five elements and controls the rules, then my will is the will of heaven. What is the difference between going against heaven and heaven?"

While speaking, Mu Jian's soul trembled, and a trace of regular rhythm appeared. Seeing Jiang Tian's soul memory slowly being assimilated and invaded by the rhythmic rules. Jiang Tian was shocked: "What do you want to do? Didn't you say that you just assimilate your and my memories? How dare you kill my memories?"

Mu Jian sneered, "When did Mu touch and kill your memory? However, although Mu did not touch and kill you, he eliminated the consciousness that marked Jiang Tian. As long as you don't remember you are Jiang Tian, ​​then your memory is Mu Jian, and Mu Jian is you."

"You are so vicious!" Jiang Tian said angrily.

"I'm vicious? If you don't come to me, how could you give me this opportunity? If you don't want to touch and kill my memory, how could I have the opportunity to eliminate Jiang Tian's mark? You know that Mu had assimilated the memory of a monk more than ten thousand years ago, but you dared to assimilate Mu. I can only say that you, the king of heaven, have been in a long time and your intelligence has declined!"

Jiang Tian was stunned and sighed: "I once intentionally left a trace of your memory, so that you can sense the outside world if I allow you, and enjoy the will of this Immortal Emperor together. You should also leave a trace of divine thoughts for me."

Mu Jian sneered: "Mu did not touch and kill most of your memories, but it was except for your self-recognition of Jiang Tian. As long as the memory of the word Jiang Tian in your divine thoughts is eliminated, you will be me and I will be you, what's the difference?"

After saying that, the rhythm accelerated, and all the memories seemed to have been sifted through. Seeing Jiang Tian's eyes blurred, suddenly, a starlight flashed, Jiang Tian shouted: "Slow down!"

Jiang Tian frowned: "What do you mean? What else is there to worry about? From now on, the wooden sword will not appear, and your will will be completed by me, and all the glory will be borne by Jiang Tian."

Jiang Tian sighed, "What is the rule of this rhythm? Why does it make me feel a little scared?"

Mu Jian sneered: "It's a coincidence! Mu went to the world thousands of years ago and was unfortunately injured and healed without any results. When he encountered a mortal cultivator. The guy was greedy for Mu's body and wanted to take it for himself. When he entered Mu's body, he realized that Mu was not dead. In a fight, Mu managed to control him. Unfortunately, his body was too serious and his vitality was lost. Even so, he was regarded as a treasure by the family. But how could I disappear? After controlling the soul-taking cultivator, he obtained a skill from his consciousness and devoted himself to the soul. So Mu took advantage of his unpreparedness and placed his soul in a space treasure. Although this treasure is low-level, it is also useful.

A few years ago, a monk woke up Mu and happened to find that this spiritual root was very consistent with me, so he took it and took it for himself. This rhythmic method was a slight rule that Mu realized before he fell asleep. Then he gradually improved it, and he didn't want to use it today! You said! Is this God's will?" After saying that, he laughed.

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