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Chapter 1005 Soul Melting Sacrifice
And Emperor Beihua himself stared at Zhang Fan in disbelief. The power of that palm just now made him feel desperate from the bottom of his heart, completely crushing his sword power. At that moment, he even thought that he Even this world will be completely destroyed.

"What's wrong? Who is it?"

"Nothing will happen to Zhang Fan!"

Yu Dan'er eagerly asked the maid next to him, she was too nervous just now, she dared not look at it, and in the end she couldn't stop herself from covering her eyes.

And the servant girl was also extremely shocked at this time, because Zhang Fan's whole body changed from ghostly to Buddha-like, and the protruding hand, where it was a ghost claw, was clearly a Buddha's golden hand, and he didn't react for a while. .

The Feng family saw it clearly, and Feng Bin and the others exclaimed with a big change in expression: "How is it possible?"

With a bang, Emperor Beihua fell heavily to the ground, and there was a huge golden bergamot phantom pressing on top of him, which lasted for a long time.

"It's impossible!"

After melting the soul, his strength has soared all the way to the realm of the venerable, how can he still lose to this person, isn't this person just a real person?

Emperor Beihua was shocked, struggling under the seal of Buddha, "How can there be a true immortal in the world who can defeat the Venerable."

Indeed, this possibility does not exist in this world. There has never been a real person who can defeat the Venerable, never before. What's more, Zhang Fan, a real person, completely crushed him with unparalleled strength.

"what……"

Emperor Beihua screamed in pain, his face was extremely hideous and terrifying, extremely distorted, and his face became very blurred. It was his soul melting that was in pain. Under the seal of Buddha, he was the first to be suppressed. Amidst the horrific screams of a ghost, there was a bang, and the sacrificial soul in Emperor Beihua's body was shattered like rags.

The soul of the Beihua Emperor of the previous generation completely disappeared in this world.

After Beihua Dijun straightened his body, he remained motionless. The severe pain just now completely passed away, but he felt as if his whole body had been hollowed out, weak and without any strength.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor..."

Emperor Beihua watched the remnant soul go away, but his eyes were extremely empty.

The power that Beihua relied on for survival has since disappeared.

He has nothing to rely on.

The Buddha body on Zhang Fan's body gradually receded, he shook his head and said, "I said, you are not worthy to be my opponent."

Emperor Beihua's face was ashen, and he didn't dare to speak back.

The Buddha's seal gradually faded, and Beihua Dijun climbed up with difficulty, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to black, and finally he could only sigh and bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, it is my Beihua Those who have eyes cannot see Mount Tai."

It was only now that Yu Dan'er opened his eyes, and it sounded like he had won.

This guy can beat even His Holiness now.

It was only then that everyone realized that Zhang Fan hadn't moved a single bit from the beginning to the end, showing his demeanor as a strong man.

And Zhang Fan himself was adjusting his internal breath, and he was afraid for a while. He didn't want to become a Buddhist cultivator, but when this moment really came, he wouldn't be too depressed, because it happened twice in a row. There will always be a time when he will become merged with the second soul.

The young man from the Yu family looked at Zhang Fan with admiration. This young man who looked similar to them really thought he was a strong man standing at the top of the world of cultivating immortals!
Zhang Fan said: "What I said is like cutting off limbs, get out of here."

There was a trace of bitterness on Emperor Beihua's face, he let out a miserable laugh, and suddenly used his spiritual power to smash towards his hands and feet.

"Crack, Kick..."

His hands and feet were forcibly broken by himself. Although he was sweating profusely from the pain, he did not dare to show any trace of resentment on his face.As far as he is concerned, the consequences of cutting off his own limbs are much lighter than his son's. It is not difficult to recast limbs after he has condensed his golden body. If he had known earlier today, why bother... and let the family rely on him for nothing lost.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied?" The muscles on Emperor Beihua's painful face trembled, but he still maintained his respect for Zhang Fan.

"You can do it." Zhang Fan nodded. "There are still the remaining Beihua disciples."

"what!"

Emperor Beihua's face changed again. He has a golden body of glazed glass. Although a broken limb is considered a serious injury, it will not cause serious problems and can be raised back. But other disciples are different.

Zhang Fan's eyes turned cold: "Why do you want me to do it myself?"

The children of the Feng family present were ashamed of fright. If they really had to wait for Zhang Fan to make a move, they might not just cut off limbs.

Seeing the embarrassment of Emperor Beihua and all the disciples present, Zhang Fan said: "Well, according to my rules in Qin Guangcheng, let's exchange things for punishment, give me a good thing, and I can consider letting someone go."

This……

The people around were dumbfounded when they heard this, this was extortion, this was extortion, there was no such thing as a strong man, he was just like a gangster.

Emperor Beihua revealed a tinge of joy when he heard the words, money and wealth are outside the body, and the body is the most important thing: "I don't know what kind of items your lord wants, my Beihua foundation is weak."

The foundation of the Northern Huaxian Dynasty is good, but it’s just in decline. Zhang Fan said: "Magic treasures, exercises, special materials, everything is fine. Oh yes, the sacrificial technique you just performed is fine, and that can save one person."

Zhang Fan has long since lost interest in other treasures. He has a lot of treasures in his hands. What he is looking for is the soul melting technique performed by Emperor Beihua just now. He will not learn soul melting. He mainly wants credits. The soul, when refining the second soul from it, can divide the soul again in time. If this can be done, Zhang Fan can use the power of the second soul without limit.

The emperor of Beihua didn't know the little Jiujiu in Zhang Fan's heart. Although the sacrifice of melting souls was a secret technique of Beihua Xian Dynasty, the souls of the ancestors were broken up by Zhang Fan. Keeping this secret technique is no longer effective. When I grow up, let’s take a step back and say, Zhang Fan really likes this secret technique, does Emperor Beihua dare not give it?
Emperor Beihua's mind moved, and after a flash of brilliance, an ancient book slowly floated towards Zhang Fan, "Your Majesty, this is the secret technique of soul melting sacrifice, please accept it."

Zhang Fan reached out to hold it in his hand, and flipped through it on the spot. He read it very quickly, and a smile flashed across his face. As he expected, there really was a soul-dividing technique in it.

In the world of cultivating immortals, soul spells are very rare. The main reason is that the soul is too profound, and the soul is fragile. Even a strong man like Tianzun, once he loses his body, the soul is weak and vulnerable.

There are many descriptions of the soul in this Soul Melting Sacrifice, and the ancestors who came to the Northern Huaxian Dynasty should have put a lot of effort into this aspect.

Zhang Fan said, "That's right, one person can be spared."

Emperor Beihua chose to get rid of Feng Bin in the end. This son is from the royal family and has high talent. Then Emperor Beihua took out some treasures and skills one after another, and exempted all the people who followed him from punishment. This is an ancient practice. In short, even in the United States of parallel time and space, this phenomenon is very common.

In the end, Emperor Beihua let out a long sigh, but it happened that his son couldn't redeem the exploded limbs. Zhang Fan said: "I have another way to restore the third prince to his original state."

Hearing this, both Zidi and Baidi showed surprise on their faces, even they might not be able to do this.

"Your Majesty has a way, please help me, I, the Northern Huaxian Dynasty, am grateful."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "It's not necessary to be grateful, this method is very simple, as long as the third prince joins the demon cultivator, and after being demonized, he can practice the god-devil body refining technique, and his limbs can be regenerated."

"what?"

Emperor Beihua couldn't believe his ears, Zidi and Baidi stared at each other, what kind of idea did this goddamn come up with, to turn Fengxinglie into a demon, wouldn't it make him betray the heaven and join the demon? Clan, how can the court accommodate him that day?
"My lord, are you kidding me?"

Zhang Fan said: "I'm just giving you an idea, you decide whether to do it or not."

Zidi roared angrily: "Zhang Fan, don't go too far, where are you talking, can you make a joke about this kind of thing?"

Zhang Fan lazily said: "Not all people in the heavenly court are good people, and not all people who cultivate demons are bad people."

It seemed that Zhang Fan said these words casually, but in fact he said them from the heart.

(End of this chapter)