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Pei Jingcheng's soul and body lost the ferocity and kindness, but became indifferent.

Staring at Zhao Wujiang indifferently:

"This body of yours will bloom in my hands.

But it’s still a little too weak now.”

Pei Jingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed at some acupuncture points on Zhao Wujiang's body, and said lightly:

"My talent in martial arts is extremely high, but my cultivation has progressed too fast, which is a bit frivolous."

He slapped Zhao Wujiang's heart with a palm, and the quicksand on his body rushed towards Zhao Wujiang, and he began to condense the body that would be his own.

Condensing your illusory cultivation into being as solid as a rock.

After nine breaths, Pei Jingcheng's soul seemed to fade a little, but there was a smile on his cheeks, and he nodded slowly, feeling satisfied with Zhao Wujiang's current cultivation level.

Although he is still a second-level grandmaster, his cultivation is as stable as the vast sea.

Zhao Wujiang felt the surge of cultivation in his body and remained calm. He had always known that his cultivation was vain, but he did not expect that Pei Jingcheng would actually help him refine it before seizing his body.

If it weren't for the fact that Pei Jingcheng coveted his body and wanted to take it away from him.

He might really think Pei Jingcheng is a good person.

"Although Tianjing is perfect, the sword energy you have cultivated over the years is too little, right?" Pei Jingcheng looked at Zhao Wujiang, shook his head, and raised his hand to make a move.

The wind comes from heaven and earth.

Not far away, Pei Jingcheng's body fell in a pool of blood. The vast sword energy in his body was sucked out, and Pei Jingcheng's soul struck Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows with a palm.

The sword energy was like a dragon, pouring into Zhao Wujiang's body.

Zhao Wujiang's body was like a whale swallowing up the vast sword energy, nourishing the Tian Jing in his body.

After just five breaths, Zhao Wujiang felt that all the bones in his body were twisting, especially his back, like a swimming dragon.

He couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the sword energy rippled out, tearing apart the vegetation and turning them into tiny pieces.

Pei Jingcheng's incorporeal soul nodded slowly. He was quite satisfied with the sword energy contained in Zhao Wujiang's body.

After all, after Zhao Changyuan broke up his sword energy, he regained it for more than 20 years.

The sword energy of more than twenty years has been hidden by him. Once it is born, it can cut down the heavenly ranks.

Now that he was about to seize Zhao Wujiang's body, the sword energy he had cultivated for more than 20 years could not be wasted and must be poured into Zhao Wujiang's body.

"What a pity." Pei Jingcheng's soul murmured softly:

"I can't transfer my true body's cultivation to you, otherwise how could you only have the cultivation of a second-level grandmaster now?

But it doesn’t matter, this body of yours can cultivate very quickly.”

Zhao Wujiang felt strange. He felt that Pei Jingcheng was here to give him experience, rather than to take him away.

However, he knew in his heart that if his soul was not extremely tenacious and powerful, others would probably have fallen into despair and would have had to be taken over by Pei Jingcheng.

After Pei Jingcheng finished all this, his smile became brighter and brighter. He smiled and said:

"Zhao Wujiang, you can't blame me. People will be destroyed if they don't do it for themselves. If you want to blame me, it's because you are too weak and too young.

But don’t worry, your body, your talent and your luck will shine in my hands, and in the future, everyone in the world will know you, Zhao Wujiang!”

He laughed heartily and stepped towards Zhao Wujiang. His soul poured into Zhao Wujiang's body like quicksand. He wanted to start devouring Zhao Wujiang's soul.

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Zhao Wujiang's body is in the world.

Pei Jingcheng condensed a strong soul body and started to devour it.

He exploded with suction power and used his body-seizing technique to search for Zhao Wujiang's three souls and seven souls. A figure slowly appeared in front of him, just like his incorporeal body.

This figure is a bit huge, as if it occupies the entire body. Compared with his incorporeal body, Pei Jingcheng, it is like the difference between heaven and earth.

In front of this huge virtual body, he, Pei Jingcheng, seemed like a weak child with no power to restrain a chicken.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Pei Jingcheng."
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