The barrier that cannot be seen at all with the naked eye and cannot be felt by the mental power can prevent the soul from leaving.

Wen Zilong's soul was blocked in the cave.

But his body had already walked out of the barrier.

The sword demon who led the team in the sword energy of Pojun was safe and sound.

Moreover, at this time, Wen Zilong's soul was not in his body, so he took over Wen Zilong's body directly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The wild laughter of the sword demon came out of Wen Zilong's body.

"It's been one million years, I've finally come out, hahahaha..."

Wen Zilong was shocked.

The sword demon is still the opposite.

The sword demon had always said that he would refine his body into a long sword.

However, you have to wait until your strength reaches a certain level and your body is strong to a certain extent.

Now, his strength has reached the Supreme Dragon and his body is strong enough.

It is the time for the sword demon to be refined.

However, because Wen Zilong had threatened suicide for a long time, the sword demon dared not take action.

Now, this soul barrier gives the sword demon the opportunity.

The sword demon's wild laughter continued:

"The body of the tenth-level dragon is refining a peerless magic sword, without any problem. Adding to the blood-colored lightning, the evil spirit scroll, the god of death sickle, and my Pojun sword energy. Just give me a hundred years, I can refine your body into a peerless magic sword. Hahahaha..."

With his laughter, his figure flashed and disappeared.

"Damn!"

Wen Zilong cursed angrily.

This guy took advantage of the situation and fought a lot.

Not only did he take away his body, but he also took away so many of his trump cards.

At this time, he quickly wanted to transfer his mental power to a sub-body.

But after trying it, it seemed that because of the limitations of that barrier, his mind could not be transferred at all.

He felt a little panicked.

For a long time, the clone has been his strongest trump card to save his life.

Nowadays, the mind cannot be changed, how can he not panic?

In panic, his mind was moving and he thought about countermeasures.

Soon, he thought of his death scythe, the evil spirit scroll and the blood-colored lightning.

These are controlled by thoughts, and perhaps they can be recalled by thoughts.

Thinking of this, he thought.

The next moment, a blood-colored lightning as thin as a hair, more than one foot long appeared in front of him.

Wen Zilong was delighted.

The blood-colored lightning was indeed back, which made him feel a little relieved.

A moment later, the Scythe of Death and the Scroll of the Evil Spirit also appeared.

The Death Scythe more than one foot long, the evil spirit scroll more than one foot long, and the blood-colored lightning more than one foot long circling around Wen Zilong's soul and slowly circling.

Wen Zilong felt much more at ease.

At this time, the sword demon, who was already flying in the forest outside and occupying Wen Zilong's body, suddenly became stunned and stopped.

He could no longer feel the power of blood-colored lightning in his body.

You can't feel the Evil Scroll and the Death Scythe.

After feeling it carefully for a moment, he immediately cursed:

"My grass! Xiao Shutou actually has one move."

Those three treasures, combined with the Pojun sword energy, are definitely powerful, and can destroy human body and soul.

But now all these three treasures have disappeared.

How could this not make him angry?

But now he can't go back.

If he goes back, the little slippery head may occupy the body again in minutes.

Then I couldn't cry even though I was crying.

It seems that we still have to find other babies to make materials.

At most, its power is not as great as those three treasures.

When the sword refining is successful, the little slippery head will be killed, and then snatch three treasures to continue to refining the sword. It is also OK.

Thinking of this, his wings flapped and soared into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared above the sky.

Let’s talk about this at this time, a person came to the door of Wen Zilong’s cave where he was locked.

This man was dressed in black, a black cloak, and his face was covered with a black hood, so he couldn't see clearly.

Wen Zilong understood a little.

This person's clothing is obviously from the Soul Sect.

It is very likely that I was captured by the Soul Sect and imprisoned here.

No wonder the previous barrier could prevent human souls from leaving.

Only the Soul Sect, a force that specializes in soul research, can create such a barrier.

At this time, the disciple of the Soul Sect saw that Wen Zilong's body had disappeared.

Only a soul like black mist was left.

Around the soul, there was also a blood-red lightning, a black sickle, and a black scroll slowly rotating.

He couldn't help but be stunned: What kind of style is this? It's quite unique.

After being stunned, he hurriedly reported to his master.

Hearing this, his master rushed over to check it out.

Seeing Wen Zilong's look, I was also shocked.

He quickly reported to the next level.

After reporting it layer by layer, we finally arrived at the elders and sect masters of the Soul Sect.

Upon hearing this, the sect leader and these elders hurried to the cave to watch.

After seeing this, they were all a little confused.

They had clearly locked the kid in it with their soul barrier. How did this kid escape?

And the body without a soul can actually escape?

Even the disciples of the Soul Sect who have been studying souls for many years are simply impossible.

When Wen Zilong saw their group arrive, he communicated with them directly with his soul:

"Soul Sect? Why did you catch me?"

The leader of the Soul Sect came back to his senses from surprise, snorted coldly, and said:

"Why did you catch you? You don't have any points in your mind?"

Wen Zilong's soul saying:

"I really don't have a bit of a slut... No, I really don't have a bit of a slut."

The Master of the Soul Sect said:

"Our Soul Sect has been dormant for 500,000 years, just to counterattack the entire central star domain and counterattack the Dragon God Temple, but it was ruined by you boy. Do you dare say that it wasn't you who did it?"

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"I, Wenzi, Long Mingren, don't do secret things. I really dare to say that it's not what I did."

Master of the Soul Sect: "..."

He had already found out clearly that it was this guy who did it.

As a result, this kid looked very innocent and deserves a beating.

"Say, why do we ruin the good things of our Soul Sect? Are you a disciple of the Dragon God Temple?"

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"The Dragon God Temple is nothing, they don't deserve it."

The leader of the Soul Sect was stunned.

Five hundred thousand years ago, they had a lot of dealing with the Dragon Temple.

The disciples of the Dragon God Temple are all very loyal. Even if they die, they will not be able to scold the Dragon God Temple for a single word.

It seems that this kid is definitely not from the Dragon Temple.

And I still have deep resentment towards the Dragon Temple.
Chapter completed!