In the hospital full of blood and limbs, Ishikawa was unscrupulously absorbing soul energy.

"Um?"

Shuttled through the hospital like a ghost, Shi Shangchuan suddenly found that a corpse emitted white light was not a ball of soul energy, nor was it a soul energy similar to a human-shaped one.

But a real soul!

Ishikawa was overjoyed. Looking at the confused soul, Ishikawa felt a little nervous.

But soon he calmed down the tension of gains and losses, and walked towards the soul with a cold expression.

"It's you?!"

As soon as he saw Ishikawa, the soul in military uniform showed a ferocious and resentful look on his face.

"If you kill me, I will not die well!"

Perhaps the memory of death is his clearest memory at present. As soon as he saw Shi Shangchuan, his soul rushed towards Shi Shangchuan with a resentful look on his face.

Ishikawa sneered, and waved his hand and a purple-black whirlwind visible to the naked eye was beaten out by him.

As the whirlwind blew, the soul's face suddenly twisted in pain. Under the severe pain, the resentment in the soul's eyes also dissipated a lot. Qingming's eyes looked at Shi Shangkawa, full of fear.

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid?"

"You should be afraid and you should be afraid!"

"Because you are facing the greatest extraordinary power in this world."

In the midst of the gust of wind, Ishikawa had an evil smile on his lips. He looked at the soul, his tone was full of temptation:

"Do you want to obtain such power? This is the power to dominate the life and death of ordinary people..."

"It's easy to get such power, just offering your loyalty is enough."

"Of course, you have only two choices now, to die or surrender."

In the state of the soul, the soul can feel more like the terrifying power hidden in Shi Shangchuan than when he was alive.

It was the terrifying power that dominated the soul, which made him feel awe from the bottom of his heart.

Faced with surrender or death, a Fusang man can always make a decision quickly, not to mention that a soul with clear thinking can clearly find that his soul seems to be evaporating.

It was a kind of volatility that was scattered, a kind of terror that was countless times more terrifying than waiting for death.

Faced with such great terror and extraordinary power, after a brief struggle, the soul knelt down:

"Sir, I choose to surrender."

Ishikawa showed a satisfied smile on his face. Looking at the soul, his face covered by purple and black mist was full of gloom.

In fact, Ishikawa didn't know whether he could give others extraordinary power.

It is logical that one's own power comes from the killing stone, which in theory can give others extraordinary power.

But he was just a wild way to become a monk halfway, and he didn't understand many systematic things at all.

Facing the soul who chose to surrender in front of him, Ishikawa could only say that he would try it.

In the soul's nervous gaze, a purple-black light burst out from the palm of Shi Shangchuan's palm, and it seemed like a dark flame.

"In many novels, the protagonist gives ordinary people the opportunity to practice, and must plant a seed in the body of ordinary people."

"In order to master the people who are given strength by themselves, the seeds of this cultivation often bear the spiritual imprint of the original owner."

Ishikawa has never read even a true teaching book about practice. He only regrets that he has little time to use it, so he can only force his brains to make up for it.

As an existence like the heavenly way in this world, although it is still very weak, Fang Lei also has confidence to say that no matter how big your imagination is, it can be realized as long as it is reasonable.

Staring at the dark flames in his hands, Ishikawa focused his spirit as much as possible, and also stripped away the domineering part of the energy as much as possible.

After a long time, in the uneasy eyes of the soul, Shi Shangchuan suddenly slapped the soul, and the purple-black flame was immediately slapped into Linghu's body.

"ah!"

The screams of pain sounded, and Ishikawa looked at the soul twisted under his own strength nervously.

After a long time, the twist of the soul finally stopped.

Although the soul itself became much dimmed, Ishikawa could clearly see that his power had taken root in his body.

The most important thing is that your own power is still under your control.

"This feeling..."

"Why do you seem to have lent my strength?"

"It's like borrowing money. He can invest my money, and then the money will increase and increase..."
Chapter completed!