Chapter 1463 Soul Transfer Method

Above the surging river.

A huge ship was sailing downstream.

In the cabin.

Pang Tianjun sat on the chair motionless.

But the eyes are constantly moving.

Some strange images emerge from my mind from time to time.

During this time, a strange yet familiar voice echoed in my ears: "Master..."

"Your talent seems insufficient to support the current development of the Holy Church..."

"You should step down early and let someone more capable take over!"

Recalling such a sound, his head ached.

With severe pain.

His vision blurred rapidly.

As my vision blurred, a face appeared before my eyes.

That voice came again: "Master, from now on, the Holy Church will reach its peak under the leadership of me, Li Cangnan..."

"You are in the underworld, just watch carefully!"

“Hahahahahaha!”

The images and sounds flooded into my mind like a torrent.

Constantly impacting Pang Tianjun’s mind.

It made his headache worse.

Buzz! Just when his headache reached its peak.

A low humming sounded in my ears instantly.

Then the scene in front of me changed.

A figure wearing a mask and purple clothes appeared in front of him.

As the figure appeared.

Another voice came from my ear: "Pang Tianjun?"

"Falling from the top of the cliff with serious injuries..."

"He's not dead?"

"Arrange a witch doctor from Southern Xinjiang to save him. He will be of great use to us in the future!"

Thinking back on it all.

Pang Tianjun's breathing became more and more rapid.

At this moment he was desperately recalling the past.

at the same time.

There were also waves of sharp pain like needles pricking my mind.

The pain went deep into my bones.

So much so that his body began to tremble violently.

"My Lord, you are fine... uh..."

At this time, a subordinate wearing an evil ghost mask came forward and asked.

But before he could finish his words.

Pang Tianjun grabbed his throat.

Looking at the men in front of him, veins bulged on Pang Tianjun's forehead.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he said word by word: "I..."

"Who is it?"

When speaking.

His body was shaking violently.

Beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

The whole person looked quite painful.

"You are..."

Being strangled by Pang Tianjun's neck, the subordinate said: "It's the 'Illusionist'..."

Illusionist? As soon as he said this, the voice in his mind came again.

The picture also appeared before my eyes.

The man in purple appeared in front of him and said, "Well, the injuries are almost healed..."

"There are just some scars on my face..."

"After a long time, the witch doctor will help you erase it..."

"From today on, you will be called the Illusionist, and you will help me share the worries of the higher-ups!"

Ah! Thinking back on all this, Pang Tianjun roared.

He exerted force with his arms and threw his men out.

At the same time, he covered his head and began to breathe heavily.

Crash!

Following his growl.

A group of masked men around him stepped forward instantly.

Pang Tianjun was surrounded inside.

They seemed to be extremely wary of him.

"Trample! Trample! Trample!" At this moment, a sound of footsteps was heard.

Then a man in purple clothes and wearing a devil mask walked up.

If a detective was present at this moment, he would be able to recognize it at a glance.

This evil ghost mask.

It was exactly the same as the one Luo Yunqing had worn before!

As soon as this person appeared.

Everyone present fell silent.

Even Pang Tianjun looked at this person.

"How about it?"

At this time, he looked at Pang Tianjun and said, "Did you get the stuff?"

"Failed..."

Pang Tianjun said in a deep voice: "Bai Mingyu is at the scene..."

"There's also a weird guy with extraordinary martial arts skills on the side..."

"Bai Mingyu?"

After hearing what Pang Tianjun said, the man in purple said, "No wonder..."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"As the leader of the martial arts world, someone who can kill the Saint Lord..."

"It's normal for you to fail..."

"Don't take it personally, just do it right next time!"

"I'll arrange for a master to chant sutras for you to calm your mind..."

As he spoke, he patted Pang Tianjun's shoulder affectionately.

When the man in purple patted his shoulder, Pang Tianjun nodded.

Immediately, he said: "Besides, they always call me Pang Tianjun..."

"Who is Pang Tianjun?"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, the purple-clothed man froze.

His eyes fell on Pang Tianjun through the mask, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

At the same time, he said: "I don't know..."

"Maybe it's the guy in Zhengdao who looks a lot like you!"

The man in purple tried to evade the question while speaking.

"But…"

At this moment, Pang Tianjun said: "This name has always been lingering in my mind..."

"What else is there..."

"Li Cangnan..."

"alright…"

Before Pang Tianjun could finish his words, the man in purple interrupted him and said, "Your old injury has not healed yet..."

"After escaping from Bai Mingyu again, I guess he must be tired..."

"Take a good rest. I will let the master chant for you to fall asleep!"

As he spoke, the man in purple clapped his hands.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Following three crisp sounds, four monks in robes slowly walked in.

As soon as the four monks entered the room, they surrounded Pang Tianjun.

At the same time, the dead man was counting the rosary and chanting softly.

Soon, waves of chanting echoed.

The huge cabin was instantly filled with the sound of chanting.

As the chanting sounded, Pang Tianjun's originally manic mood calmed down.

His eyelids became heavier.

Finally, it slowly closed and he fell asleep.

"master?"

As Pang Tianjun fell asleep, the man in purple spoke.

"exist!"

Hearing this, an old man in monk's robes came up.

Seeing the old man coming forward, the man in purple said, "Your soul transfer method doesn't seem to be working..."

"He actually remembered his own name..."

"Can I understand that he will remember more things in the future..."

"Did you finally remember that you are Pang Tianjun?"

There was already a hint of question in the purple-clothed man's words.

"My Lord, the soul transfer method should be impeccable..."

The old man stepped forward and said, "Over the years, this person has done a lot for us, which is the best proof..."

"This time he is dealing with Bai Mingyu..."

"Bai Mingyu's Ice River Mysterious Art is the best at restraining this kind of art. From what I've seen, it must be Bai Mingyu using the frost and cold energy to attack his spiritual platform..."

"So much so that the soul transfer method has been shaken..."

"Just use it once more to consolidate the effect!"

As he spoke, a strange smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Then hurry up!"

After hearing the old man's words, the man in purple said, "Zheng Heyan is just resting in Jinling..."

"We must seize the Nine Dragon Black Jade Cauldron within this time!"

"Also, completely erase the name Li Cangnan..."

"Otherwise, it won't be a good thing for the higher-ups and the Black Emperor!"

At this point, a hint of gloom appeared on the purple-clothed man's face.

Hahahaha, the supervisor was reported for eating at work 　　 　 (End of this chapter)