"Six, five, four, three......" Every time Qingyan monk silently recited a number, it was like an invisible hammer falling on his chest on time, with a strong feeling of suffocation.

Nervous, nervous, nervous.

The woman in the southern region on the opposite side seemed to see the situation of the Qingyan monk, and the corners of the woman's mouth curled up in an arc, as if proud, contemptuous, and ambiguous.

Qingyan Monk's scalp was numb, and he drummed in his heart: "The woman smiled, and the boning steel knife was removed." ”

At this moment, the figure of the woman in the Southern Regions blurred, turning into a green phantom and disappearing in place.

The next moment, a foot in front of the Qingyan monk, a green shadow flashed, revealing the graceful figure of a woman from the Southern Regions.

"Jingle Bell. The silver ornament on the neck of the woman in the Southern Regions was crisp and audible.

This is the first time that Qingyan monks have been so "close" to a female benefactor. He is a lot taller than the women of the Southern Regions. He even smelled the scent of the women of the Southern Regions, like green and green smoked grass. He also clearly saw a delicate butterfly-shaped hairpin in the woman's bun, which was a silver butterfly picking flowers, fluttering wantonly, its wings seemed to be spread, and it was stupidly intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.

The Qingyan monk shouted in his heart: "Give me another time to breathe!"

"Smack!"

With a less violent crisp sound, the right palm of the woman from the Southern Regions had already slapped on the Qingyan monk's left chest.

Qingyan Monk had previously performed a technique that caused his clothes to burst open, and at this moment, his upper body was naked, and his bronzed skin was smooth and shiny. And one of the woman's jade hands just slapped on his left chest, which was as strong as a hill.

And at this moment, the word "one" in Qingyan monk's heart came silently.

"At such a close distance, I only need one punch. Thinking in his heart, the meridians around the Qingyan monk suddenly worked.

But at the moment before the Qingyan monk's body recovered, the palm of the woman in the southern region who was attached to the heart of the Qingyan monk flashed green. A cluster of thin green light filaments suddenly appeared, straight through the skin and muscles of the Qingyan monk, and drilled down, leaving no scars on the surface, directly entangled the heart of the Qingyan monk.

The Qingyan Monk's body that was about to recover his soul power collapsed instantly. He only felt as if he was entangled in countless soft seaweeds, getting rid of his weakness and limited movement, and not being entangled and dying immediately. He forcibly urged the body, but the bloodlines and meridians were all locked, and he didn't listen to the call like a wooden man. If it weren't for the extraordinary strength of his physical cultivation and barely standing up, I'm afraid he would have been paralyzed to the ground.

It is called that the sky should not be, and the earth is not spiritual, and the Qingyan monk is in a hurry.

The corners of the mouth of the woman in the southern regions who succeeded were curled up a little more, like a seaweed, swaying with the waves and dancing in the waves.

"Monk Qingyan, you have already fallen into my Wood Spirit Entangled Heart Spell, don't waste your efforts. Seeing that your body is really strong, most people who fall under my spell will pass out directly. ”

Qingyan Monk originally wanted to scold, but he blushed and had a thick neck, maybe he didn't know how to scold at all, and only squeezed out two words in his mouth: "Demon girl!"

Qingyan Monk knew that he had lost this time, and he was completely defeated by the woman from the Southern Regions in front of him. Qingyan monk can't say what he is suffering, and sighs in his heart, my Qingyan monk took refuge in Buddhism, and the six roots are pure, and today I was treated like this by this demon girl, ashamed. There is nothing wrong with the words of Lord Iwa, women are the most difficult, especially beautiful women.

"Great monk, what are you afraid of? I said to borrow your life, but I didn't want your life, you think I will eat you. The woman from the Southern Regions said, grimacing, and then continued, "Is it steamed and eaten, or is it boiled?"

"Demon girl, today my Qingyan monk fell into your hands, I want to kill or chop, listen to it. The Qingyan monk mustered up his strength and said loudly.

At this moment, in the open space next to the two of them, there was a pitch-black ghost banner inserted on the ground at some point, and the golden ghost runes on the surface of the ghost flag kept circulating.

Immediately afterwards, a black mist erupted from the ghost flag, and the mist converged, among which Zhang Sanlai, who was wearing a gray robe, looked ordinary, and had a pair of small eyes like soybeans.

Seeing this, the woman from the Southern Regions immediately said respectfully: "Master." ”

Zhang San nodded and said, "Duanmuling, your performance today did not disappoint me, and it was not in vain that I gave you such freedom." I didn't expect that I hadn't called you out for a long time, and your skills have improved again, so it seems that I will also work hard. ”

"Thank you host for the compliment. The Southern Regions woman said.

"Who are you?" Qingyan Monk saw Zhang San and immediately asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I will soon become your master and take control of your life, and you will be one of my ghost slaves. If you behave well enough, I will give you the freedom of your own consciousness like I did with Duanmu Ling, otherwise, you can only be a body controlled by me, and you will become a substitute ghost at any time. ”

When Qingyan Monk heard this, his scalp suddenly went numb, and he suddenly remembered a person, a legendary ghost character.

Qingyan Monk looked at Zhang San, who was not good-looking, and said with a look of disbelief: "Evil cultivator! You are the third on the list of evil cultivators, and legend has it that no one has ever seen your true face as a "thousand-faced ghost". ”

Zhang San was noncommittal, he made a move with one hand, and the ghost flag appeared in his hand. Then he said, "There are only two possibilities for those who have seen my ghost flag. One is to die, and the other is to become my ghost slave, but the choice is only in my hands. Zhang San's tone changed and he affirmed: "I will turn you into my ghost slave." ”

"Ghost slave?" Qingyan Monk was surprised when he heard this, and then he hurriedly looked at the woman from the Southern Regions opposite. This woman from the Southern Regions doesn't look like a trace of ghost energy from head to toe, and her body and consciousness are obviously her own, if she is not an enemy, she is really a very eye-catching woman. How could she be a ghost slave?"

Seeing the frightened and surprised eyes of the Qingyan monk looking at her, the woman from the Southern Regions smiled slightly, and then explained: "The ghost flag in the master's hand is a ghost Dao Xuantian spirit treasure, which is said to come from the distant underworld. The name of this ghost banner is "Seven Demon Flags". It can hold the souls of seven people, which means that up to seven people can be included in it at the same time. However, the seven souls in the ghost banner have a master and a secondary, and the one with the strongest soul power will become the master, and the remaining six will become slaves, that is, ghost slaves. As one of the masters, he can drive the remaining six at will, and can occupy their souls to manipulate their bodies and consciousness, and of course, they can also decide their life and death. In addition, the master can also give the ghost slaves a certain amount of freedom to act with their own consciousness. The remaining six souls are not without opportunities, once one day surpasses the strongest one, they can counterattack and become the master, while the original master will become a ghost slave. However, since I was ingested by my master ten years ago, no one of these souls has challenged my master's position, including me. ”

"She's right, this is also in my hand, the magic of this Seven Demon Flags. However, being the owner of the oni banner is not all good, and everything in this world is based on pros and cons. As the master of these seven evil flags, my own soul will merge with them. Because of this, this ghost flag was previously called an untouchable and forbidden thing. Because no one wants to tie their soul to a cold ghost weapon, if the ghost flag is destroyed, the soul will disappear, and there will never be reincarnation. Qingyan monk, you are about to become one of the Seven Demon Flags. So, you have the right to know that. ”

As soon as the words fell, the ghost flag in Zhang San's hand was unfurled, and a large area of pitch-black ghost qi erupted again, and a whirlpool was thrown on top of the ghost flag, which ingested the Qingyan monk and the woman from the Southern Regions at once.

"Feel my dearest soul, and welcome to the Seven Demon Banners. Zhang San said to himself. Then there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes and he said, "Senior brother, I have found you a new partner again, so that you will not be lonely." ”

At this moment, Zhang San suddenly turned his head to look in one direction, and then said expressionlessly: "Is there another person?" Judging from some of the memories of the Qingyan monk just read, eighty percent of the people who came were the two junior disciples of the Qingyan monk. Qingyan monk, I still have to train well to give you a certain amount of freedom. Now, I can only completely occupy your body. ”

When the words fell, Zhang San opened his mouth, and the pitch-black ghost banner became smaller, and disappeared from his mouth by him, and entered the space of the Purple Mansion.

The next moment, a pitch-black ghost fog emerged from Zhang San's body surface, and the ghost fog converged. Zhang San didn't see it, but there was one more "Qingyan monk." ”

The "Qingyan Monk" under Zhang San's complete control stretched out his arm and said to himself, "It looks good, it's very strong." ”

Then, the Qingyan monk deliberately found a hillside with a high terrain and a conspicuous location. Looking around, seeing that there was no other movement, his right hand patted the storage bag on his waist, and in a yellow light, there was a new apricot-colored Buddha robe outside his body, and then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and vomited.

Sure enough, a moment later, two figures appeared under the corner of the hillside. One tall and one short, all wearing the same apricot-colored Buddha robes. The tall one has two fiery red eyebrows at the eyebrow bone that are very eye-catching, and a purple gold bowl in one hand. The short one, with a face like a child, has a delicate Buddha bell pinned to his waist. It is the two junior disciples of Qingyan Monk, the other two people in the "Three Sons of King Kong" of the Golden Buddha Temple, Huomei Toutuo and the Golden Boy.

"Senior Brother Qingyan is there!" Huo Meituo saw Qingyan Monk sitting cross-legged on a high place, and immediately said.

"It looks like there has just been a fierce fight in the vicinity, let's go over and see how Senior Brother Qingyan is doing. The golden boy on the side said.

In a blink of an eye, the figures of the two of them flew to the front of the "Qingyan Monk".

"Senior Brother Qingyan. ”

"Senior Brother Qingyan. ”

The Fire Eyebrow and the Golden Boy said in unison.

Hearing this, the "Qingyan monk" accepted the exercises, stood up, and hurriedly responded: "Two junior brothers, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Although the three brothers were only separated for two days, after meeting, they were very close. Huomei Tuo grabbed Qingyan monk's hand and said: "Senior Brother Qingyan, we received your information, so we rushed all the way over, and noticed that there was a fierce battle here halfway. ”

The golden boy on the side asked with a concerned face: "Senior brother, the psychic 'Baizhang Rock Buddha' is going to consume your life yuan." You're in a good situation, what kind of opponent can force you to use your strongest combat power, he must be a tricky person, where is he?"

As he spoke, the golden boy looked around and put one hand on the Buddha bell at his waist.

"Let the two junior brothers worry, I'm fine. As he spoke, the "Qingyan Monk" leaned forward slightly, his face showed pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.