Jiang Du's consciousness slowly condensed, and even with his consciousness condensed with spiritual thoughts, his eyes turned blood red.

In the fight with that middle-aged man just now, Jiang Du really had the idea of ​​dying with him.

But considering that Tun Jian didn't speak during the whole process, Jiang Du knew that he couldn't die.

Because once he dies, Tun Huan has absolutely no reason to survive.

And Tun Huan didn't know what he was planning, but since he wouldn't die, Jiang Du felt free to go to war boldly.

Now, Jiang Du's consciousness finally returned to calm.

His body flew up, and he couldn't help but touch his chin when he saw Tun Huan's big mouth biting two people.

Is this the true form of the saint? The Buddhist saint is a chubby monk who looks kind-hearted, and the ghost saint is a middle-aged man who looks ordinary.

However, if you look closely, you can see the indescribable feeling on both sides. If I had to use one term to describe it, it would be Tao Yun.

Every move of the two people seems to be in line with the convergence of the movement of heaven and earth. Even if they are in a particularly embarrassing situation now, they still have a different feeling, which is amazing.

"Boy, boy, use your spiritual power to blast these two guys. When I devour them both, I can take you flying!" Tun Huan shouted.

"I can fly!" Jiang Du had a smile on his face.

It's really interesting that the three saints, all in soul state, actually started a stalemate in his mind.

The saint is so worthless.

"No, it's not about flying, it's about bringing you pleasure. I just need to swallow these two holy souls. Once the saint is gone, you walk sideways!" Tun Huan looked very difficult and said hurriedly.

"The one walking sideways is the bastard. I can just walk normally." Jiang Du's mind turned into a nail clipper and he chewed his nails carelessly.

Looking at that leisurely look, it seemed as if the three holy souls were not fighting in front of me, but three stray dogs biting each other.

"Ouch, boy, I can't hold it anymore." Tun Huan yelled hurriedly, and his voice started to become weird.

"Just give up if you can't hold on. There are only two remnant souls anyway. I believe I can hold on." Jiang Du said with a smile.

"Donor, if you let me go, I can give you my holy weapon, as long as you let the poor monk live." The Buddhist saint didn't pretend to be anything at this time. Anyway, everyone's appearance was clear and clear.

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He could see that this young man was just waiting to ask for benefits.

"Little guy, this old bald donkey always means what he says. Everyone knew it in ancient times, so you must not believe it. But I am different. Although I am a ghost saint, I always say the same thing. As long as you are willing

Let me go, and I can make a contract for you. Ten thousand powerful ghosts will be used to refine Ten Thousand Soul Liquid for you, ensuring that your sea of ​​consciousness will at least double." The Ghost Saint also spoke at this time.

Now the two of them are resisting the devouring force of Tunhuan at the same time. Although they cannot escape, it is still easy to resist for a while.

"Boy, don't listen to them. Neither of them is good. I am yours!" Tun Huan looked at Jiang Du pitifully.

"Are you mine?" Jiang Du took out his ear thorn, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, I am yours." If Tun Huan could nod now, he would definitely nod like a pug.

"Who are you to me, and what should you call me?" Jiang Du said with a smile.

Tun Huan suddenly looked like he had eaten a fly, and his face turned a little blue.

He swallows the beast, the holy beast swallows the beast!

How could he really recognize someone as his master because of a contract? Even if it was a master-servant contract, Tun Huan was not willing to let go of his face.

A holy beast must have the pride of a holy beast.

Thinking about those days, whoever became a holy beast was not torn out of countless biological chains alive. In ancient times, even if the emperor wanted to accept him as a mount, he would resist bravely.

How is it possible now to recognize a little guy with no hair as his master?

"What does Ten Thousand Soul Liquid do?" Jiang Du suddenly looked at the Ghost Saint.

The Ghost Saint suddenly became excited.

"Little brother, Ten Thousand Souls Liquid is the condensed essence of the soul power of countless ghosts. As long as you successfully refine Ten Thousand Souls Liquid, your soul and mental power can be increased several times. That's right.

This is a rare holy thing in the world." The Ghost Saint said hurriedly.

"Really or not?" Jiang Du raised his eyebrows, somewhat disbelieving that it could be so simple to surge several times.

"I can swear an oath and sign a contract to guarantee..."

"Master, my master, please save your pet. You have a lot. Forgive me for concealing it without permission. Use your spiritual bomb to blow up these two guys. I really can't hold on any longer." Swallow.

Seeing Jiang Duren being really moved, Jian let out a wail.

The pride of being a holy beast was all forgotten by Tun Huan at this time. Could it be that the pride of a holy beast could have two holy souls?

And since the master-servant contract has been signed, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to call the master.

Right!

The two holy souls all stared wide-eyed, somewhat in disbelief.

What did Tunhuan call just now?

"Owner?"

My great emperor, how can there be such a shameless holy beast in this world? You are a saint-level powerhouse. Even if you are far worse than before, you should still have the dignity of a saint.

This is also the reason why no one of these two people is willing to say anything about Jiang Du's master even if they reach this point.

The saint is so proud!

This swallow is simply a shame and a scum among saints!

As expected of a dog, he can recognize his owner.

Ha...bah!

Both of them expressed their utmost disdain for Tun Huan.

At this time, Jiang Du laughed dumbly. Under Tun Jian's expectant gaze, Jiang Du stretched out his palm.

"Although I don't know how you do it, I want 50% of the benefit as a reward for my action, and I swear to the contract." Jiang Du said with a smile.

Tun Huan's eyes widened.

"Fifty percent won't work. Fifty percent is too much. I won't gain much at all. Fifty percent is completely impossible. The most is 10%." Tun Huan hurriedly shouted.

"You actually want to bargain?" Jiang Du said in confusion.

"Twenty percent, my limit. If it's 50%, I won't make any money at all, because the power I consume is more than 50%. It's really tiring to suppress two holy souls at the same time."

"Let's talk about the Ten Thousand Soul Liquid and the monk's sacred weapon. As long as you sign a contract..."

"Thirty percent is really the bottom line. There's really not much we can do."

"As long as you sign the contract, I can let you out. Maybe I don't need to let you go. You just need me to stand by and watch, and you can hold on until this dog can't hold on any longer."

"Forty percent, oh my god, I really suffered a huge loss. Wang, I was just working for you."

"Hurry up and make a contract."

The two holy souls looked at each other, the light in their eyes flickering.

"I'll go first!"

The Ghost Saint roared loudly at this time.

"Fifty percent, Cao Nima, fifty percent, wuwuwu, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die, it's all in vain." Tun Huan let out the most miserable cry.

A smile appeared on Jiang Du's face.

"Deal, swear to the contract!" Jiang Du said with a smile.

He looks like a complete profiteer.

Tun Jiansheng reluctantly swore an oath to the contract. At this time, the old monk finally couldn't help it and let out a cold snort.

"You're just a little guy who has just gathered his spiritual thoughts. I don't believe you have the ability to harm our holy soul."

Jiang Du and Tun Huan didn't even respond to these words.

Tun Huan swore an oath honestly, his eyes filled with grief.

At this moment, Jiang Du's mind moved slightly.

A huge fireball and an ice ball fused with mental power gradually formed, and under Jiang Du's control, they suddenly sank into Tun Huan's mouth.

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded, mixed with Tunhuan's screams and the roars of two holy souls.

"Damn it, if you explode your spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness like this, it will cause eternal trauma to the sea of ​​consciousness." The Ghost Saint screamed.

Indeed, the power of water and fire after this evolution is even more powerful, and even the explosion has been upgraded to more than one level.

Tunhuan's big mouth formed a world of its own, trying hard to make the power of the explosion cause the least damage to itself.

Jiang Du's body, lying under the leaves, trembled from time to time.
Chapter completed!