422 The bloodline of an ancestor and Mengmo "Not found."
"The second group reported, still not found."
"Our group didn't find it either."
Several groups of Dao clan men sent out failed to find the Eighth Prince and the others, which made all three elders on the Tao clan treasure boat feel entangled in their hearts.
Especially Elder Ruiying, a silver-haired old woman, is extremely worried.
If the Eighth Prince dies, they will have a greater responsibility.
When Daozu wakes up later, they may not even have a way to survive.
Elder Ruiying was also anxious and wanted to tell the truth she knew, but she was afraid that the responsibility would fall on her alone.
In this way, the Tao clan's treasure boat is still searching.
At this time, they don't dare to let the news out, but they just hope that the Eighth Prince can come back one day.
In fact, they didn't know that just below the Tao Clan's treasure boat, in the dark infinite sea, a thousand meters down, a small Mongolian Demon was swimming slowly.
And the Eight Prince they were looking for was currently in a small space in Meng Mo's body.
The mask of light was bright, and the Eighth Prince was lying in the mask of light.
This light shield was a trap spell cast by Ye Kong, trapping him in it.
However, it was obvious that the trap did not work.
At this time, the Eighth Prince had already fallen into a coma.
"It still doesn't work."
Standing next to the Eighth Prince, Ye Kong frowned.
He has tried many methods to control the Eighth Prince, such as using a slave seal, refining the Eighth Prince's soul, or implanting his own will deep in his consciousness.
But the results were without exception, all failures.
Of course, the easiest way for Ye Kong now is to kill the Eighth Prince to get his four sources of life and death.
But in this way, Ye Kong's gains were very, very small.
Although the source of life and death is a good thing, Ye Kong has now refined the source of water and fire, so it is useless to have the source of life and death.
And if the Eighth Prince is killed, then the following Chaos Transformation Technique will no longer be available.
"How can I manipulate the eighth prince's body?"
It can be seen from Ye Kong's current height, "To control a person, there are two ways.
One is to control his will, and the other is to control his body.
But now neither method works."
Ye Kong originally thought like this, or use the slave seal to control the will of the eighth prince.
Or refine his body and keep part of his will inside.
But none of this succeeded.
The Eighth Prince was a descendant of Dao Ancestor, and his will was not generally strong.
If Ye Kong put his own will into it, he could be devoured at any time.
At that moment, Ye Kong sat down cross-legged, then stretched out his hand to grab the soul of the Eighth Prince from his body.
"Boy, why haven't you killed me yet?
Are you afraid of Daozu's revenge?
Haha."
Although the Eighth Prince looked like this, he was still very arrogant.
Ye Kong snorted coldly, "Don't be arrogant, I will make you miserable right now."
As he spoke, he took out his water and fire magic source and blew out a flame from the water and fire magic source with his mouth.
Although this Flame Nian is small, it is the most powerful flame law in the infinite sea.
The flames completely enveloped the Eighth Prince's soul, and after a little refinement, he died.
"Boy, you have the guts to kill me and you want to refine my soul.
I tell you there is no way.
I am a descendant of the Tao Ancestor, not an ordinary Tao clan, let alone you humble humans."
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Ye Kong said again, "I don't want to kill you.
If you cooperate with me sincerely and tell me the secrets of your Tao clan and why you can control Mongolian demons with blood, maybe I will spare your life."
The soul of the Eighth Prince roared in the fire, "Kill if you want.
Stop trying to trick me.
I tell you, I won't help you do anything."
Ye Kong had no choice but to release Jinze, "Look at it.
If the fire is not enough, add more fire so that he can live but not die."
After saying that, he walked outside the trap and wanted to think of another way.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I have an idea."
Meng Mo's voice rang above his head.
Although it was very rare for humans and Meng Mo to call friends, Ye Kong and Meng Mo were now grasshoppers on a rope.
"What method, tell me."
Meng Mo said, "You can't refine him at all because you and he are completely different species.
Your human slave marks and spiritual marks are ineffective against him because your spells can only target people of the same race or those who are lower than you."
You cannot enslave the beasts and higher beings such as the Tao clan and the Mongolian demons."
Ye Kong said, "It's different.
We in Hongmeng have people raising Mongolian demons."
Meng Mo chimed, "That's the lowest level of Meng Mo, right?
Not even the giants of mankind throughout the ages, no one can raise and enslave Meng Mo above red crystals."
Ye Kong thought about it, "That's true, what exactly do you want to say?"
Meng Mo said, "I'm thinking that as a human you can't enslave him, but as a Meng Mo, I might be able to help."
"What, you want to enslave him?"
Ye Kongxin was shocked.
He didn't expect Meng Mo to have this idea.
Meng Mo said, "His blood has an effect on me.
What does it mean?
It means that he and I have the same origin.
Before, he said that we Meng Mo are also called Dao beasts and are pets raised by their ancestors.
Regardless of whether what he said is true or not, but I have to admit that there is a connection between his blood and mine."
Ye Kong is also a smart person.
He thought of something in an instant, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.
Meng Mo opened the window paper himself, "In other words, he can use the tree of blood to control me, why can't I use the tree of blood to control him?"
Ye Kong clapped his hands and said, "Yes, if you can use your blood to plant a tree of blood in his body, wouldn't it be easy to control his soul?"
It will be easier if we have a way.
Although this is just an idea, we can test it.
After a while, Ye Kong took some of the demon's blood, then came to the Eight Prince's side, pierced the skin of his forehead, and dripped a drop of the demon's blood into it.
At this time, the soul of the Eighth Prince was still outside, and he shouted sternly, "What is that?
I smell the stench of Dao beast blood, you bastard, you can kill me, don't use these low-level blood to insult my nobility."
's bloodline" Ye Kong ignored him and sat down cross-legged, using various methods to encourage him.
After a while, another demonized tentacle stretched out from the outside.
Ye Kong said, "I can't activate it.
You activate it.
If it forms a tree of life, he will be your slave from now on."
The soul of the Eighth Prince went crazy and shouted in the fire, "Humans, if you die, you will die, and that lowly Tao beast, you will all die.
You actually let a noble Tao clan prince be the slave of a Tao beast?
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You Crazy” Ye Kong snorted coldly, "Don't come here.
Your blood can control Meng Mo, but it can't control us humans.
What does it mean?
It means that you are Dao people, but it doesn't mean that your Daozu family and Meng Mo are creatures of the same level.
They were born to the same mother.
If you call it cheap, you are the only one who is cheap.”
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