Anyway, Mao Zheng didn't want to learn the talisman, and it was useless to ask for this spiritual root.

It just so happens that this spell needs to be completed by brothers of the same bloodline.

Just pick the right dead monk's spiritual root, and let it go up.

During the period, the selected spiritual root was sealed in Mao Zheng's body with runes, and then replaced Mao Zheng's spiritual root, and then, Mao Zheng's spiritual root was dug up and transferred to his own dantian.

That's exactly what Mao Kuo was planning.

In fact, his spiritual root was also controlled and destroyed when he practiced this spell.

On the one hand, it is also true that Mao Kuo dislikes his ungifted spiritual root.

I don't cultivate well, I just want to take shortcuts.

The light rune was soon activated, and the winding rune lines on the floor were like scarlet snakes, all the way from the feet of the rune master to Mao Zheng's body.

Then, without mercy, Mao Kuo drew his sword and cut off the heads of the two monks who were bound by chains.

The corpse fell straight to the ground defenseless.

The warm liquid sprayed on Mao Zheng's cheeks and closed eyes.

There was even a drop hanging from his eyelashes, refusing to fall.

It seems, in a stubborn reminder, Mao Kuo's cruelty.

But this bystander is also so hard-hearted.

Mao Zheng didn't even want to blink his eyes.

Invisibly, it seems to be in a stalemate with the residual warm liquid.

"Bang. ”

Not to be outdone, the corpse not only fell at his feet, but even the filthy head rolled down to his hands.

With a slight movement, you can touch the messy hair.

It's a pity that Mao Zheng still doesn't have any expression.

He didn't look at Mao Kuo's crazy eyes, and he didn't care about these dead people.

What does it have to do with me?

You people have nothing to do with me!

Well, that's it.

Blood spurted onto the floor, and the runic lines seemed to be given new life.

Quickly sucked up the blood that was constantly flowing out, and then lit up its entire line.

In the closed room, a slight red light mixed with a fishy smell suddenly blew in the formation.

The wind was howling, and it was like a horse, and the ink of the clothes was raised, thrown into the air and put down fiercely.

Mao Zheng still closed his eyes quietly.

I just don't know when I changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged.

His lips moved rapidly, as if he were muttering something.

Mao Kuo smiled mockingly when he saw such Mao Zheng.

This thing has been like this since he was a child, once he was bullied, he was such a person who thought about it in pieces, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

But the strange thing is that after he thought like this, his angry expression slowly faded.

No matter how he provoked him, he looked at him coldly.

His expression was like that of a fool looking at the streets and alleys.

This is also the reason why Mao Kuo always wants to bully him.

The light talisman tugged at the souls of the two dead monks, plus the fresh blood. Slowly, an extremely strange phantom appeared in the formation.

Some of them only have lower bodies, some lack arms and legs, and some have no facial features.

However, they have a direction and a goal.

Crawled out of each rune line, and then staggered closer to Mao Zheng.

"Shhh ”

Mao Zheng couldn't help but shake, and a sound came out of his dry throat.

He felt that his warm flesh had slowly cooled down.

This body suddenly became very crowded.

There is a constant cold and piercing feeling that spreads to all corners of his body.

However, he had grown accustomed to the feeling of being overrun by the ghosts.

For so many days, it has to be staged almost every day.

Something that has become accustomed to.

Who would be afraid?

Mao Zheng's hand on top of his knee clenched and clenched into a fist.

Seeing that those phantoms were overlapping his body little by little, he finally couldn't control it anymore and screamed.

"Ahh

He suddenly jumped into the air, clutching at randomly.

Even when he fell heavily on the floor, he didn't feel the slightest pain, and struggled to get up, suddenly going crazy against the empty air.

The bottom of his eyes, which was calm and waveless just now, was already dark.

Even the whites of the eyes are filled with bottomless black.

"There you have, there you have it. ”

Mao Kuo was observing outside the formation, and suddenly laughed.

"Young Master Kuo, this soul has a lot of resentment, but I'm afraid that Young Master Zheng can't stabilize it. A talisman master asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just keep that soul with a very high talent. ”

"Yes. ”

The four rune masters glanced at each other, and they all bit their fingers, mixed cinnabar, and drew another rune on the ground.

This rune is the "Soul Binding Talisman." ”

Golden-red runes were applied to Mao Zheng's body from all sides.

"Ahh

Mao Zheng stretched his neck and roared, but the phantom above his head was even more painful, roaring madly!

Late.

The soul that is bound by the soul binding talisman is still the power of the four bonuses, and no soul can escape.

Therefore, that soul can only torment the body that is occupied.

Slowly, there was no longer any sense of autonomy.

Mao Zheng couldn't stay awake, his eyes were black, and he was as decadent as the walking dead.

He slowly wandered around the formation, as if he was looking for something, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

Although he calmed down on the surface, inside his body, there was a turbulent undertide.

"Poof. ”

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't stop for the slightest, and he didn't have any painful expression.

He walked slowly, with his head down.

"Alright. ”

A talisman master shouted.

"Then when can you raise it and dig out its spiritual roots?" asked Mao Kuo happily.

"Three days later, it will be a lunar eclipse, a good time. ”

"Okay, then in three days. Mao Kuo rubbed his little hands excitedly.

"It's hard for you to maintain the formation here, and you've trapped him inside. Mao Kuo said two words, and then went out of the room.

.....

Mao Zheng fell asleep uneasily, as long as he was slightly conscious, he was forced to press down by the soul that occupied his body.

He realized he couldn't sit still.

However, with his strength, he couldn't break free from the controlled body or get out of this formation.

He didn't have any tools to draw talismans.

If he can draw talismans in the air like Xiao Yilin, he may be able to save his life and drive away this soul.

That's right, Xiao Yilin!

Mao Zheng then remembered that when he left, Xiao Yilin seemed to give him a transmission note.

At that time, he did not put it in the spiritual ring, but placed it close to his chest.

Therefore, Mao Kuo did not confiscate it.

Xiao Yilin, Xiao Yilin.....