"Hmph, evil arts, whatever can be used by me is a supreme magic method!" When he said this, a blood-red giant palm suddenly appeared behind the young man and grabbed directly at the top of Zhang Song's head.

Seeing that the person who came was not good, Zhang Song didn't dare to be careless, in fact, he wasn't so afraid of the young man in front of him, what really scared him was the bead in the young man's hand at this moment, which was constantly shining with blood.

After cultivating for so many years, he has never seen such a strong evil qi, this evil qi does not know how many living people are used to refine it, the living soul is imprisoned alive, and over time there will be a kind of resentment, the longer this resentment accumulates, the greater the power of the blood-red beads.

Moreover, this evil aura was refined by human sacrifice, so you can know how painful those people were before they died.

Seeing that the blood-red palm had reached in front of him, Zhang Song wanted to dodge, but it was too late, in desperation, he pinched his fingers again, and kept chanting silently in his mouth, at this moment, a light blue light curtain appeared above his head, resisting the edge of the blood-red palm.

"The mantis arm blocks the car, and I can't do it!" the young man sneered, and suddenly the beads in his hand spun faster.

For a while, the ghost cried wolf, and the terrible scream suddenly filled the entire forest, and the birds on the surrounding trees all flew up with a roar.

I saw that this terrible scream gradually condensed into a huge skull, and countless small skeletons erupted from the skull and smashed at the light blue light curtain condensed by Zhang Song.

Boom, boom, but in a few seconds, a shocking crack had already appeared on the light blue light curtain, and as time went on, the crack grew bigger and bigger, and Zhang Song could even smell the disgusting smell coming from the skull.

"I'll give you one more chance, and if you surrender now, I'll make you suffer a little less for a while. A hint of mockery flashed in the young man's eyes, as if he was the emperor who made the laws in this world.

And Zhang Song is just an ant who can't help himself.

"You, you're dreaming!" The green tendons in front of Zhang Song's forehead bulged high, as if he couldn't withstand this coercion, and there was a gurgling sound from the bones of his body.

"I've already given you the opportunity, and since you don't know how to lift, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. With that, the young man waved his hand, and a blood-stained liquid gushed out of the beads, and immediately attached to the blue light curtain.

Originally, the light curtain was already on the verge of collapse, and the blood-stained liquid corrosive ability was extremely strong, and the blue light curtain in the air exploded like broken glass.

"Poof!" And Zhang Song himself flew directly behind him like a kite with a broken string, and just flew into the air, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and when he fell to the ground, his whole breath was sluggish, and it seemed that he would fall at any time.

"I don't know how to lift!" the young man spat on the ground, and the huge skull and scarlet hands slowly floated behind him.

"You, who are you?" The blood beads in the young man's hands were extremely yin, but why had he never heard of such a yin and evil magic weapon.

"Hehe, it's good for you to give Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't change his name, he won't change his surname, his name Wu Ergou is also!" Wu Ergou let out an arrogant laugh from his mouth.

This name is naturally extremely unfamiliar to Zhang Song, but if Fang Zheng is here, he will definitely rush directly to the former and tear it in half.

After making sure that Zhang Song had no power to fight back, Wu Ergou sneered like a dog, and took out many needles, infusion sets, and other things from his pockets.

"You, what are you going to do?" originally thought that the other party wanted to kill him directly, but now looking at Wu Ergou's movements, Zhang Song muttered in his heart.

"Don't worry, you'll find out in a moment. After saying this, Wu Ergou threw the blood beads in his hands before, and the blood beads floated to the top of Zhang Song's head as if they were spiritual, and then the black mist poured out of the beads, wrapping Zhang Song in it.

Just when the bead was close to him, Zhang Song had already noticed the abnormality, as the bead got closer and closer to him, he lost control of his body, at this time he could only take the simplest breath, even if he wanted to open his mouth to scold Wu Ergou, he didn't have any strength.

looked at the latter's appearance of wanting to open his mouth: "If you want to scold me, just scold, you really won't have a chance for a while." ”

Zhang Song, who was shrouded in black fog, felt unspeakably uncomfortable all over his body, only felt as if a golden hoop was put on the top of his head, and then his head seemed to be about to explode, but this black fog made him unable to move at all, he could only endure it, this feeling was simply worse than death.

At this time, Wu Ergou had already walked to Zhang Song's side, only to see him take out a needle filled with green viscous liquid, and stab it into Zhang Song's arm without saying a word.

"Ahh

"I, I won't let you succeed!" Zhang Song, who had taken a breath, suddenly burst into a loud breath, rather than being tortured to death by this person, it was better to explode and forget.

"Oh, do you think you can do it now?" Wu Ergou sneered.

Zhang Song took a deep breath and had already made up his mind, he died for the Vast Sect, or he died in a glorious battle.

But what happened next made him completely panicked, originally the monk wanted to explode his body and forget, he only needed to mobilize the aura in his body, gather it at one point, and then continue to compress it, and in the end, this aura accumulated more and more hugely, it would instantly lose control and explode directly.

However, at this time, Zhang Song found that he could not mobilize the aura in his body at all, as if this body no longer belonged to him.

"You, what the hell have you done to me?" a hint of fear flashed in Zhang Song's eyes.

"Hehe, don't worry, you'll find out in a moment, I'm going to let you see yourself as a killer puppet. ”

"You, you want to refine me into a puppet!" Zhang Song naturally knew what it meant to be refined into a puppet, and when the time came, he would become a killing machine with no emotion and only controlled by Wu Ergou, and whatever the other party said, he would do what he did.

To put it bluntly, it is to lose one's consciousness.

Without waiting for Zhang Song to resist, Wu Ergou took out a needle and inserted it directly into the latter's head.

At the moment when the needle was inserted, Zhang Song's whole person was as if he had been electrocuted, his mouth kept spitting white foam, and his body was trembling violently.