Chapter 342: Subjugating the Destruction Legion

The pain was simply unbearable. Not only his body, but also his soul was being burned by the flames.

The burning of the soul is a thousand or ten thousand times more painful than the physical body.

This flame is not a seeking flame, but a real demonic fire, enough to burn the soul.

These demonic fires, instead of refining Yuan Chaoqun's soul, actually made his soul stronger and stronger, and it actually became one with his body.

Soul and body merged into one, Chu Fengmian wanted to refine Yuan Chaoqun's soul and body into a spiritual weapon, allowing him to endure endless pain forever.

"No! What are you going to do? Are you going to refine me into a spiritual weapon?"

At this moment, Yuan Chaoqun suddenly understood what Chu Fengmian was going to do.

Chu Fengmian actually wanted to refine his body and soul into a spiritual weapon. This made his heart, which was originally a place of death, now panic.

Yuan Chaoqun is not afraid of death, but if he is refined into a spiritual weapon by Chu Fengmian, it will be a thousand or ten thousand times more painful than death.

If refined into a spiritual weapon, Yuan Chaoqun might be able to live forever, but he would be burned by the demonic flames every moment and would never be able to change back to his original appearance.

This immortality is what everyone dreams of, but now for Yuan Chaoqun, it is simply a real nightmare.

"Devil! You are definitely a demon! You actually used such evil methods! Damn it! The royal family of Emperor Qin's kingdom actually attracted such a demon. It was like luring a wolf into the house! What are you waiting for? Kill him quickly! "

Yuan Chaoqun shouted frantically to countless people around him.

But any of his shouts had no meaning at all, and everyone present did not dare to move.

Now that the commander-in-chief Ao Zhenyuan has been restrained by Chu Fengmian and has become a slave, none of them dare to resist Chu Fengmian.

The fate of resisting Chu Fengmian now would be the same as that of Yuan Chaoqun, who would be forcibly refined into a spiritual weapon and suffer eternal pain.

"You still have the strength to shout! It seems that the refining strength is not enough."

Listening to Yuan Chaoqun's roar, Chu Fengmian's mind moved, and the demonic flames increased even more. Yuan Chaoqun could only scream in agony due to bursts of severe pain.

His soul and body are now beginning to merge together.

"Master Chu, Senior Chu, please let me go! As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to plant a ban and become your slave for life. I will never betray you forever!"

Yuan Chaoqun screamed and shouted loudly.

He was not afraid of death, but in the face of this endless pain, he could only beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, even when he was begging for mercy, Chu Fengmian's expression did not change at all. Chu Fengmian never showed mercy to his enemies.

No matter how Yuan Chaoqun begged for mercy, Chu Fengmian's expression remained stern, and the demonic flames in his hands continued to burn.

Finally, after a day and night, Yuan Chaoqun's soul and body had completely merged into one, turning into a black jade bead, a magic bead.

"Prince of Blood Killing, this magic refining bead is given to you. Staying with me for these few days is considered as a benefit to you."

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and the magic refining bead flew towards the Blood Killing Prince.

The blood-killing prince took over the magic refining bead and was overjoyed.

The power of this magic refining bead is at least comparable to an earth-level mid-grade spiritual weapon. For the Blood Killing Prince, there are not many such earth-level mid-grade spiritual weapons. This one magic refining bead is enough to add He has a lot of strength.

However, when he deeply felt Yuan Chaoqun's constant screams in the magic bead, the blood-killing prince still had lingering fears.

It can be said that he did not choose to be Chu Fengmian's enemy in the first place, otherwise he might have fallen into the same fate as Yuan Chaoqun.

"Now that the Legion of Destruction has surrendered to the royal family, who else is dissatisfied?"

Chu Fengmian stood up, sat on the highest golden throne, looked at the countless high-ranking officials of the Destroyed Legion below, and said coldly.

"I'm waiting, willing to surrender!"

The commander-in-chief, Ao Zhenyuan, was the first to kneel down in front of Chu Fengmian, with his hands on the ground in submission.

Now that Chu Fengmian has planted the seal of all life and death on him, he has surrendered to Chu Fengmian wholeheartedly, and it is impossible for him to rebel no matter what.

As Ao Zhenyuan knelt on the ground, countless powerful men from the Destruction Legion below also knelt on the ground one by one.

Even Ao Zhenyuan was no match for Chu Fengmian. Who among them could resist Chu Fengmian's majesty? They all knelt on the ground and showed their submission.

"Okay, if you work for me, of course I won't treat you badly!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and countless golden blood appeared all at once, just like before in Emperor Qin's army.

These bloods were all the essence blood of ancient war dragons, which were directly rewarded by Chu Fengmian, and penetrated into the bodies of these high-ranking members of the Destroyed Legion one by one.

Although all of the top brass of the Destroyed Legion understood that this was Chu Fengmian's way of controlling them, none of them dared to resist.

Now resisting Chu Fengmian will lead to death, it is better to be controlled by Chu Fengmian.

However, when they refined the essence and blood of the ancient war dragon one by one and felt the earth-shaking changes in their bodies, the resentment in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

This ancient war dragon essence and blood has really brought them too many benefits, making everyone present have greatly improved their strength.

Even several old and powerful men were awakened to life by the power of the ancient dragon's essence and blood, and each of them became much younger.

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, for the reward!"

Countless strong men knelt down and shouted loudly. They knelt down all at once and spoke loyally.

"All of you leave now, go down, train the soldiers, and be ready for war at any time."

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and everyone present left, leaving only Ao Zhenyuan. Even Prince Xuesha left.

"Let's go, take me to the treasure house of your Destruction Corps."

Chu Fengmian looked at Ao Zhenyuan and said.

"Yes."

Ao Zhenyuan bowed his head respectfully and agreed, and took Chu Fengmian to the treasure house of the Destruction Corps.

This Destruction Corps is not a poor place like the Qinhuang Corps. The Qinhuang Corps is only dependent on the royal family and has little wealth. Chu Fengmian doesn't look down on it.

However, the Destruction Corps is a local emperor, and it occupies the ancient city of Shouzhou. The accumulated wealth must be quite a lot.

In order to break through, Chu Fengmian has already used up all the strange things on his body, and now he naturally has to collect wealth.

His Dragon War Art is simply a bottomless pit. No matter how much wealth he has, Chu Fengmian will never think it is too much.

"Young Master, the treasure house of the Destruction Legion is just ahead."

Ao Zhenyuan brought Chu Fengmian to another space. Going deep into it, Chu Fengmian saw countless Nine Cauldron Pills at a glance.

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