"Uncle, I have brought what you wanted, and also a powerful quasi-god realm cultivator!"

After hearing what Wan Xian'er said, Zhou Yang felt something was wrong.

"Is it him?"

Wan Xian'er's uncle looked at Zhou Yang and explored Zhou Yang's body with his spiritual sense. This was real spiritual sense; it was God who was exploring him.

"Yes, the body is indeed strong enough to accommodate my soul for a long time!"

The uncle nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

When Zhou Yang heard this hint, he knew that he had been deceived by Wan Xian'er. This guy didn't want him to help kill the injured Demon God at all. Instead, he wanted him to be a container for the lower-level alchemist, to carry his soul, and finally kill the Demon God.

Hearing this, Zhou Yang was naturally unwilling: "Friend Wan, you didn't mention this at the time!"

If Zhou Yang knew that his body was going to be used by others, he would never agree. After all, he had too many secrets. There were four incarnations, two godheads and his own time-accelerating space ring in his body. Every secret would be enough to shock the entire God Realm!

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, my uncle has no ill intentions. He is just borrowing your body temporarily. Once the task is completed, my uncle will use his divine power to condense his own body. He will not forcibly occupy your body, so you will not suffer much loss!"

Wan Xian'er said it lightly but irresponsibly. She didn't seem to worry that Zhou Yang would refuse. After all, they were now in her uncle's small world. They were like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at will!

"Not much damage? Didn't Fellow Daoist Wan tell me about the damage done to my body by the lower-level god's spirit?"

Zhou Yang refused directly.

However, this is very normal in the eyes of Wan Xianer's uncle. Any normal person would disagree with this situation.

"Young friend, you want my alchemy furnace, right?"

Wan Xianer's uncle asked Zhou Yang.

"This is what Fellow Daoist Wan promised before, but I think the senior has the final say here!"

Zhou Yang said this.

"This is a god-level alchemy furnace, take it!"

Wan Xianer's uncle directly took out the alchemy furnace, as if he wanted to make a sincere deal, but Zhou Yang knew that this was to appease him, hoping that he would not resist during the process of soul and body fusion, otherwise it would be very troublesome and waste his strength, which would be detrimental to the subsequent battle with the demon god.

After getting the alchemy furnace, Zhou Yang directly imprinted his soul on it, and then stored it in his dantian, without keeping it in the cut-off space.

"My friend, if you get the alchemy furnace, it will prove that what I said is true. Once you kill the demon god and obtain the middle-level godhood, I will also grant you the godhood of a lower-level god!"

The conditions offered by Wan Xianer's uncle were very tempting. Zhou Yang was really tempted and was willing to take the risk of his soul entering his body.

"Senior is also a straightforward person, so I have nothing to refuse. Please come into my body!"

Zhou Yang seemed to have let go of his spiritual defense and allowed the other party to enter.

And this uncle of Wan Xian'er smiled, and turned into a ray of white light and entered Zhou Yang's brain. After Wan Xian'er's uncle entered, the door to Zhou Yang's sea of ​​consciousness closed instantly. Standing in front of him were five divine souls, and all of them were extremely powerful.

Although any one of these five souls is not as good as him, the five together are almost as good as him. More importantly, this is the opponent's home court.

But it doesn't mean that he has no chance. At least the winning rate of both sides now seems to be half and half. However, Wan Xianer's uncle is confident that his use of the soul is far better than Zhou Yang.

"I didn't expect that a junior like you could practice the art of soul division. It's really rare!"

Wan Xianer's uncle originally planned to borrow Zhou Yang's body temporarily, but he also knew that once he requisitioned the other party's body and then fought with the demon god, this body would probably be damaged. This would have no effect on him, after all, he planned to condense his body again. But now it seems that there is no need for this, and this young body seems to be very good.

"Do you like my body, Senior?"

Zhou Yang asked with a smile.

“Of course, so bring it!”

Needless to say, Wan Xianer's uncle knew that Zhou Yang was unwilling to borrow his body, so he just took possession of it by force.

Zhou Yang knew that this was his chance to change his fate. Although he now possessed a high-level godhood, he had no way to instantly transform these powers into his own cultivation, so his ability to earn resources was also affected.

After the war broke out, Zhou Yang's body began to tremble strangely. Wan Xian'er thought it was the normal process of the soul transferring control of the body.

Zhou Yang used the cooperation of the split soul to continuously consume the spiritual power of Wan Xian'er's uncle. Wan Xian'er's uncle thought that he would be crushed, and even if not, he would still have the upper hand with his experience advantage. However, he did not expect that Zhou Yang's spiritual and spiritual combined attack technique was so exquisite that he was exhausted from dealing with it.

"Junior, I'm just borrowing your body temporarily, why are you doing this!"

Seeing that Zhou Yang was difficult to control, he decided to use a soft approach and control the other person's body first.

"Senior, there's no need for you and I to pretend like this. You were planning to destroy my body from the beginning!"

After Zhou Yang said this, Wan Xianer's uncle also knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Wan Xian'er's uncle didn't want to consume his own soul power, so he just madly output his soul power, causing huge waves in Zhou Yang's sea of ​​consciousness. Zhou Yang's body also burst into violent tremors at this time. Wan Xian'er was a little worried watching from the side, she could see that Zhou Yang was rejecting the control of his uncle.

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry. After all, this was his home ground. As long as the opponent did not seize control of his body, he could use his body to replenish his soul and intelligence.

Zhou Yang practiced the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones and the Heavenly Demon Divine Pupil very early, and then practiced the Heavenly Demon Art. His spiritual power and skills were far above those of the same level, even surpassing the lower gods.

"Young man, let's make peace. I will no longer use your body. All you need is for you to defeat the demon god together with my niece. Then you can take my alchemy furnace and I can give you a magic pill!"

Wan Xianer's uncle couldn't hold on any longer and needed to take a break.

"Haha, as long as I get your spiritual power, what else can I not get?"

After saying that, he launched a more fierce attack. The soul body of Wan Xian'er's uncle was already riddled with holes, and a large amount of spiritual power leaked out, and was finally absorbed by Zhou Yang.

As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, Wan Xianer's uncle is already at a disadvantage and will soon be swallowed up by the other side.

"Young man, there is a mid-level god in my family. If you do this, aren't you afraid of revenge from my Wan family's ancestor?"

The leader of Wanxianer's clan issued a threat.

"Haha, it's better than letting you go!"