Chapter 207 (2/2)

Anyway, there is only one soul of Sikong Sheng. As long as his soul is destroyed, the noumenon will die.

But Xiao Long didn't intend to destroy him. First, he turned him into a soul slave and inquired about the situation of Xiatian Theological Seminary.

Xiao Long's soul power surrounded Sikong Sheng's sea awareness and entered one soul brand after another. Sikong Sheng's eyes immediately fell into a state of confusion.

After about ten minutes, Sikong Sheng was completely enslaved. Xiao Long let go of his mind. Sikong Sheng immediately hugged his fist and bowed: ”master!”

Xiao Long asked, ”where is your noumenon?”

”Return to the master, and the body is in the Theological Seminary.” Sikong Sheng said respectfully.

Xiao Longxin said, as expected.

”Very good! Let me ask you again, what is the plot of the theological seminary?” Xiao Long continued.

Si Kongsheng was in a state of meditation, and then shook his head: ”I only know that the Theological Seminary and King Kong Temple are united to arrange a large array, and the rest don't know.”

”You didn't understand the core news?” Xiao Long was stunned.

”No! The God of heaven didn't trust me. He even sent someone to spy on me. That's why I acted alone and set the overall situation in the wild country. I wanted to catch the master personally and let them open their eyes.” Sikong Shengdao.

This makes Xiao Long very surprised. Is it difficult that Sikong Sheng is excluded in the theological seminary?

Xiao long thought for a moment. He seemed to think of something. He hurriedly asked, ”apart from the King Kong temple, has the theological seminary cooperated with other forces?”

Hearing this question, Sikong Sheng frowned and stopped talking.

”I'm not sure, as if...”

Speaking of this, Sikong Sheng's pupil suddenly stared, as if he saw something terrible.

”Wow!”

Then, Sikong Sheng's body disintegrated and turned into a pool of blood under Xiao Long's eyes.

”What!” Xiao longleng stood there.

”What's going on?”

Until then, Mo Wen came late and just saw the scene of Sikong Shenghua turning into blood.

Xiao Long was still there, his face changing constantly.

”I enslaved Sikong Sheng, but there seems to be something wrong with his body. He should have been killed.” Xiao Long's eyebrows flashed doubt.

”Someone noticed that Sikong saint was enslaved, so he killed him?” Mo asked, wondering.

”I don't know. It's reasonable to say that when manipulating the flesh and blood incarnation, Sikong Sheng's body can only sit still and can't be detected unless there is an expert proficient in the soul who stares at him all the time.”

In the middle of his words, Xiao Long suddenly contracted his pupils and almost subconsciously blurted out: ”black witch sect?”

There are few people who are proficient in soul in the great wilderness state, and even soul skills are pitiful. Xiao Longsi thinks about it. Among his enemies, only the black witch sect has this ability.

”Unlikely.” Mo asked, shaking his head.

”First, there is no deep hatred between the black witch sect and Canghai College; second, the black witch sect should not come to the great wilderness state to lay such a big situation for the sake of that treasure; third, the black witch sect eats people and doesn't spit bones. Unless the God ancestor is crazy, it will never cooperate with those guys who are neither human nor ghost.”

Mo Wen's analysis was very reasonable. Xiao long thought so, and couldn't find a reason to refute it.