"I told you that the ancient demon's remains are immortal. The only thing that can kill it in the world is the sword of Qi." Dorgon said, lifting his left arm, revealing his dark blue ugly skin, covered with blood vessels, and red light fluctuates, like a parasitic creature that can breathe.

"Pojun's soul was annihilated, but its remains did not disappear because it died under the sword of intention of the demon path, not the sword of Qi."

Baker Richardson's heart moved and remained silent.

Dorgon continued: "This is the authority of the master, and it is also the essence of the master's immortality. In fact, the master can be killed, and what is immortal is the remains; it is the authority evolved in endless years. Every death is a restart for them."

"Pojun's life and death is meaningless to us, and it is even a good thing."

Baker Richardson nodded slightly when he heard this.

Pojun is an old monster that has lived for endless years. It has existed before humans were born. Compared with it, Dorgon is just a young tooth with a lifespan of more than 400 years.

Baker Richardson actually didn't have much confidence in being an enemy of such an existence.

In his mind, he was looking for an opportunity to let Pojun die at the hands of Zhongjidao, the Baoze camp. This was not a whim. He knew that Li Xianyu hated Pojun so much that he would definitely kill Pojun at all costs as long as he had the chance.

If it doesn't work, then try to join forces with Dorgon and kick Pojun out of the three-person team.

Baker Richardson's idea came true, Po Jun was eliminated early, although he died at the hands of the demon who returned eighty years later.

"In other words, as long as the remains are still in our control, it doesn't matter whether Pojun dies or lives. We can re-create allies." Dorgon's smile was unfathomable.

"Making an Allies" President Baker repeatedly chewed this sentence.

"Yes, you should know my deeds. When I was in my prime, I led my army to slay dragons in the Yangtze River, and the one who slaughtered was the master. In the past four hundred years, I gradually erased the will of the remains, modified the formation countless times, and finally made it refined into a big medicine."

"Apart from me, no one has ever been able to steal the authority of the master from ancient times to the present, even if he is the master himself," Dorgon's tone was proud.

Baker Richardson was silent, and he remembered the demonic Taoist, the human Taoist who created the three-talent sword technique and made the master regarded as a major concern.

Although the regent of the Qing Dynasty in front of him was not as good as the demon, he was also extremely terrifying. He was the first human to steal the dominant power from ancient times to the present.

These guys have truly invincible qualifications. To put it more in line with Miligan, they are all academic masters who can truly become Harvard and Massachusetts.

And he, the strongest man under the starry sky, and the president of the Super Powers Association, is just a school bully who is the dominant school in a second-rate university.

Despite his pride, President Baker had to admit that he was still a little worse than them.

I heard from Dorgon that he seemed to be very afraid of the unparalleled fighting spirit, and I wonder what secrets this woman has or the qualifications of a top student?

"But, didn't Li Xianyu also gain the authority of the Immortal Bird?" President Baker questioned.

Dorgon's proud expression froze: "That's an example."

After a pause, he said, "The fat water will not flow to outsiders' fields. I plan to give you this remains."

Baker Richardson's eyes remained on Dorgon's left arm, and the ugly arm seemed to have become the most beautiful existence in the world.

The health of the first lover is not better than the golden gold, and the power is not better than any power.

He rolled his Adam's apple silently.

Dorgon raised his left arm, not caring about President Beck's slight loss of composure. No one knew the temptation of the remains better than him.

"How long will it take?" Baker Richardson had calmed down his turbulent heart at this time. "We have confirmed that the fruits will mature further and there will be less time left for us."

"The results of my research over the past 400 years are still very significant. The most troublesome thing at the beginning was how to erase the will in the molt. Although they are dead, their will still exist, similar to sleeping. In fact, it is to portray the formation to reduce the load on the body when absorbing the molt."

"Even if it is the Extreme Dao, forcibly fusion of the remains will be accompanied by huge risks. This has nothing to do with the body and realm, but with the genes. Some people's bodies are born unable to match the remains, which will cause the collapse of the gene chain."

This guy, I don’t know how many lives he spent on his experiments at the beginning, President Baker thought to himself.

"During a long process of thinking, I improved the formation countless times. At about the beginning of the 19th century, missionaries brought Western medicine to China. At first, I didn't care about this Western technique of ecstasy. Until the end of the Second Opium War, the knowledgeable people of the Qing Dynasty proposed the concept of "learning from the barbarians' skills to control the barbarians."

"I suddenly realized that maybe it's time to go out and see the world. Instead of working behind closed doors, why not go out and seek new paths, learn foreigners' knowledge, and learn from other things?"

"I started to study Western history, learn Western culture, and finally locked in Western medicine. I think Western medicine may bring inspiration to me. It turns out that my idea is correct. Do you know the incubation period in medicine?"

"Get straight to the point. Although I didn't receive a good education in my youth, it doesn't mean I am a fool." Baker Richardson said coldly.

"Previous experiments told me that the reason for the collapse of the gene chain is that after the fused remains, the ancient monster genes will instantly devour the human genes and forcefully modify them. It is similar to recreating a master. However, humans have not experienced a long evolution after all, and are not worthy of having such authority, and are not enough to bear the great power given by nature."

"So I borrowed the inspiration of the incubation period and regarded the remains as a virus that invaded the human body. It was hidden in the human body and needed a period of incubation to break out. During this period, we took the initiative to refine it, absorb it, and extract the authority bit by bit."

"This principle is simple, but it took fifty years to actually complete it."

"We haven't had that long," Beck Richardson reminded.

"You are lucky. In order to eliminate the residual will in the remains of the molt, the demon Taoist directly passed the most difficult level. After that, as long as I portray the formation for you, you can absorb the legacy of the Pojun and become the second master of the Pojun. This time will not be long, at least it will only take a few hours to swallow him."

"Why give it to me? You don't want to get the authority of Pojun?"

"Didn't I tell you? The genes between the masters are incompatible and I can't use it."

"But remember correctly, Li Xianyu has both the authority of the Immortal Bird and the remains of the Charming Monster." Baker Richardson questioned.

It would be boring for you to argue like this Dorgon's face darkened: "He is an example."

He didn't know the reason.

First of all, Li Xianyu did not completely integrate the legacy of the charm demon. Although he could use the charming ability, the power of the supernatural ability was greatly reduced, and there was no huge increase in physical and qi.

You know, after Dorgon devoured some of the remains, he became the peak of the extreme Taoism.

Li Xianyu's utilization rate of the charming demon legacy is too low, not like a complete integration. But it is extremely unreasonable for him to show his charm.

"What do I need to pay?" Baker Richardson said in a deep voice.

There is no good thing about pie falling from the sky, and Dorgon is not his friend. Everyone just walks together because of the same interests, and there is no reason to give it in vain.

"First, the Kusanagi sword is back to me."

"Second, I will not give you all the remains. After you gain the authority of Pojun, you can only divide two clones with extremely strong combat power. But please rest assured, this will not have any impact on your entry into the peak of the extreme road."

"I am the best example. I only got some of the remains, which is enough for me to enter the peak of the extreme path. Your current realm is similar to mine back then. After devouring the remains, it is enough for you to enter the peak steadily."

"The excessive absorption is meaningless, but rather a waste. I am an example. As for the remaining legacy, I have my own use."

Based on the senior Taoist, if you swallow some of the remains, you can advance to the peak of Taoist Taoist. The beads in the unparalleled battle soul also come from that dragon, but whether it contains authority is not yet known. However, the black dragon that was conquered by Li Xianyu and raised by him is indeed an ancient demon.

The normal ancient monster does not have the characteristics of immortality, and it can be imagined that it is part of the remains.

Dorgon didn't lie to me.

Haha, but it definitely means to suppress me. If I keep some of the remains, I will not be able to divide the three senior clones like Po Jun.

As we all know, if the triangle is the most stable, if it is just two clones, it is far less threatening.

The Kusanagi sword changed hands, and he had an effective way to kill me.

I seem to make a fortune, but in fact I have already fallen into a disadvantage. In the future, I want to grab the fruit from Dorgon, which is extremely difficult.

"Either give me all the remains or return the Kusanagi sword to me." Baker Richardson shook his head and disagreed with Dorgon's plan.

Dorgon tsk twice: "You are too greedy. After devouring the remains, you are already at the peak of the extreme, and I have fallen into the realm. If the Kusanagi sword is still controlled by you, then why should I steal the fruit and find a place to live in seclusion."

"You are the peak of the Great Dao, and I master the Kusanagi Sword, which is the perfect balance." Dorgon shrugged: "If you don't agree, I can find another ally. Although there are few extreme Dao in the world, isn't there one in Africa?"

Both sides fell into silence at the psychological game level.

After a long time, Baker Richardson said in a deep voice: "Okay."

His reason is very simple. First of all, he actually has no choice. If he doesn't cooperate, Dorgon will probably stab him to death with one sword. The Kusanagi sword is already in the hands of others, and it is unrealistic to take it back.

Secondly, protect the capital first. No matter who the fruit falls in the end, he will first merge into the remains and become the immortal master, which means he will have endless life.

It's profitable after all.

Dorgon nodded with satisfaction and took out the lighting equipment and tools to carve the formation in his wallet.

He has a lot of research on this. Dan Yunzi is a successful test subject. Unfortunately, he died in Tokyo early and didn't know how effective it was.

However, according to his plan, even if Dan Yunzi swallowed the authority of Poison Tail, he would inevitably become a conscious monster, because the will of Poison Tail's remains will be difficult to erase in the short term, which is enough.

Consciousness is convenient to control

The Palace of the Gods.

Bing Zhazi and Grandma returned to Wanshen Palace. Li Xianyu and others had not recovered from their chaotic mental state, but they were awake. Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi, who were practicing the Sword of Mind, sat cross-legged and meditated.

Li Xianyu, who has the weakest mental power, has Huayang helps heal his mental trauma.

Their current state is like a headache like a needle-like headache after a hangover, and they are not very clear about their consciousness and can no longer fight.

The top S-level people were unconscious, with only the black and white gods pale, but in good condition. At this time, they were guarding everyone with the unaffected senior employees.

When they saw the Immortal Bird and the Unparalleled War Soul return, they showed disappointment. Obviously, they did not successfully chase Dorgon and Beck Richardson who had escaped. The return so early was probably for someone to escape.

It's really hard to deal with. Both sides fought again and again, and there were casualties every time, but they were extremely strong and it was difficult for anyone to completely defeat the other party.

After a while, the three and a half steps of the sensation were not yet spoken. Qin Ze, who was in a coma, coughed violently and coughed up pieces of dark brown minced meat from his mouth. After the minced meat fell to the ground, it lost nutrients and quickly withered.

Originally, the tug-of-war would last for a while, but Pojun's original body was executed heroically, and the flesh and blood lost their sense of self-awareness and was expelled from the mature sword fetus.

Qin Ze looked around, his face pale and looked quite weak, and he smiled hoarsely, "Pojun is dead!"

Bing Zhazi glanced at him. This man was also within the reach of the Demonic Sword of Intention. Although it was a marginal area, the soul of the unconscious person was particularly fragile, but there was nothing unusual at this time.

His soul is indeed strange.

Ten minutes later, the three stinky brothers opened their eyes one after another and ended their meditation. Apart from a slight dizziness, there was no big problem.

"The sword of the mind of the demon path is really terrible." Li Peiyun exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling still scared.
To be continued...