However, after confirming that it was a master who committed the crime and not a ghost, Yang Xianmao did not feel any relaxed in his heart, because the enemy he faced was too strong, judging from the black aura lingering in his hand, it should be an eighth-level powerhouse, similar to Snake Immortal Gu and Yelu Huge, with Yang Xianmao's current level, there is no possibility of winning at all, and it is already good to be able to escape with his life, so Yang Xianmao does not dare to make a move. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the eighth-level powerhouse floating in the air kept floating in the air and did not make any other moves.

Yang Xianmao couldn't help but be a little anxious, and at the same time a little strange, this master saw that its owner was motionless and obviously out of order, but he didn't come up to check, and he didn't go around to be on guard and ready to shoot, but he was just stupidly floating in the air like its owner, which was puzzling.

So Yang Xianmao rolled his eyes and decided to make some movement. He took advantage of the darkness to stretch out his hand and grabbed the little old man's feet, and gently pulled back, the old man's stiff body fell to the ground with a clatter, and then Yang Xianmao grabbed his feet and slowly pulled down the offering table, while his eyes were staring at the movements of the strong man in the air.

However, the faceless strong man with two braids in the air still floated in the air like that, without any movement, and seemed to be blind to the master who fell to the ground not far from his feet, and the sound did not seem to make him shake in any way, as if he was the real statue.

Yang Xianmao pulled the stiff old man under the offering table, and he didn't see any movement from the eighth-level powerhouse in the air, so he was even more suspicious, pressed his hand on the old man's neck, and slowly extracted the Xuanyin True Fire, so that his throat gradually thawed and he was able to speak.

Yang Xianmao said in a low voice: "You listen to me, speak softly, it's okay to be so loud with me, if you dare to shout loudly, I will immediately twist your neck, do you hear?"

The old man's hoarse voice said, "I heard it, the young man spared his life." ”

Yang Xianmao leaned into his ear and said in a low voice, "Who are you? Who are you floating in the air? Why do you want to kill us?"

Yang Xianmao put his ear to his mouth, listened to his hoarse voice and said: "My name is Bantam Daoist, because of my short stature, so I got this nickname, the one in the air is not a person, I found it in a tomb in Damiao Mountain, it is an ancient ghost puppet, which can control it with my mind through blood dripping, so I took it out after controlling it, and that's it." I have no grudge against Shaoxia, why should I kill you? This time, it was Pang Zhixian who promised me a lot of money and asked me to pretend to be a ghost to kill all the Taoist priests and monks who came to do it, and I don't know what his purpose was, anyway, he asked me to do so, and I have said everything I know, please spare Shaoxia's life. If the young man takes a fancy to this ghost, I can also dedicate it to the young man in exchange for my life, how about it?"

Yang Xianmao heard him say that he could control the zombie-like puppet in the air with his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he remembered that the demon Li Xu in Xuzhou before, also used strong ideas to control people's minds and obeyed him. Fortunately, he froze him as soon as he came up, and now he is choking his neck, and the other party is really afraid of death, knowing that your own ability can easily break his neck, so he doesn't dare to act rashly, if not, he can immediately use his mind to command the puppet in the air to attack him.

Yang Xianmao asked, "How can you control this ghost leader through bloodline?"

The Taoist said: "It's very simple, you only need to make a cut with a knife in the palm of your hand, and after the blood flows out, slap the ghost golem on the forehead, and he will be connected to you by blood, and you will be able to control him." ”

Yang Xianmao smiled and said, "You treat me as stupid, right? He is so high that he can make me slap on the head?...... By the way, how can a ghost golem have a level?"

"I don't know about this, but when I found it, it was like that. When I was opening the coffin, my palm was scratched by the coffin nails, and the blood flowed on his forehead, and he stood up at once, and then, as soon as I found him, he obeyed my command, so I took him, pretended to be a ghost, and robbed him of money. As for why this is so, I don't know. ”

Yang Xianmao continued: "No matter what the reason, anyway, his level is so high, I don't dare to approach him directly, and you said that he can be controlled by his mind, as soon as I get close, you immediately let him kill me, I have no way at all." Speaking of this, Yang Xianmao's eyes rolled, and suddenly, he said very proudly: "I have a more secure way, I will twist your neck." I believe that you will naturally lose contact with that ghost golem, the mark you planted will be useless, and the ghost golem will become an ownerless thing, and if I come to leave a mark again, he should be able to be commanded by me, what do you think?"

The bantam Taoist was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Shaoxia spares his life, I still have a way, it is very safe, and it can also save my life." - This ghost puppet needs dantian vitality to control, you only need to destroy my dantian, I don't have the vitality to control him, and he will become ownerless again. This ghost golem can only be controlled by the vitality of the monk, and ordinary people cannot control the ghost golem even if they are connected to the ghost golem by blood. The one who went with me at the time, as well as the relatives who robbed the tomb with me, also had blood cut from the coffin nails on his palm, and it dripped on the puppet's forehead before me, but the puppet was not under his control, but under my control. Although my rank is not high, only second-level orange qi, but my relative is not a monk. Later I learned that you have to use the monk's vitality to control it. ”

Yang Xianmao didn't want to kill him yet, because he still had to keep him as a witness to expose the conspiracy of Pangzhi County, but he had to deal with this terrible ghost puppet controlled by this Daoist first, and now, after listening to what the Bantam Daoist said, he felt that it was also feasible.

Because this reminded him of the previous destruction of the demon Li Xu's dantian in Xuzhou, Li Xu's control over the believers also disappeared in an instant, indicating that the control of spiritual power, whether it is for people or ghost puppets, is related to the dantian, not to the brain.

So Yang Xianmao decided to give this trick a try, he used the Xuanyin True Fire to reseal his throat, so that he couldn't make a sound, and then pressed his palm on his dantian, injecting a Chiyang True Fire, which wrapped his dantian and calcined violently, and then quickly injected another Xuanyin True Fire, which instantly cooled down, just like that rock, the dantian of the bantam Taoist instantly collapsed and became a ruin.

The Taoist was frozen by the Xuanyin True Fire, and he could neither make a sound nor make a movement, but at the moment when the dantian collapsed, his body still trembled violently. This was not the result of his mind control, but the natural twitching of his body. Then a stream of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person passed out.

At the same time, the ghost puppet floating in the air, suddenly like a vulture with broken wings, fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, with a bang, the sound was very dull, making people have a toothache to hear.

Yang Xianmao came out from under the offering table, and as soon as he raised his hand, the Panlong golden gun appeared in his palm. Aimed at the pigtailed ghost golem lying on its back on the ground. Carefully walked over step by step, Xuan'er also came out, but he didn't dare to move forward, because he knew that going to the front at this time would only increase the burden on Yang Xianmao.

Yang Xianmao strolled cautiously to the ghost puppet lying on the ground, and stabbed the ghost puppet in the thigh with the tip of his spear, feeling as if he had been stabbed on a rock. This ghost puppet's skin is so hard that even the sharp dragon golden gun can't penetrate it.

Seeing this, Yang Xianmao was overjoyed in his heart, if he could take this ghost puppet for his own use, it would be an extremely strong defense, and he was an eighth-level powerhouse.

So Yang Xianmao's heart began to pound, and he stabbed the ghost puppet a few times more around his body, and found that the ghost puppet still didn't have any resistance, nor did he make any movements, so he was sure that he had broken off contact with the bantam Taoist.

Yang Xianmao took the coiled dragon golden gun, or was careful to be on guard, came to the ghost puppet, and took a closer look, only to find that the ghost puppet's face was not without facial features, but his facial features were almost flat, without convex and concave, his eyes were almost just a slit, in the dark, of course, he couldn't see clearly, and his lips were almost invisible, only a slit, and the nostrils only had two very small eyes, so at a glance, the whole face was like a flat plate.

If you see it in the middle of the night, you won't be a ghost.

Yang Xianmao tried to kick him in the head, and at the same time be careful to dodge as long as there was a reaction. But after kicking twice, there was still no response.

Only then did he have the courage to take out Shang Fang's sword from the storage bag, drew a small hole in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out, then gritted his teeth and slapped his palm on the head of this ghost puppet, and suddenly a red light penetrated the entire ghost puppet.

The ghost puppet stood up straight, turned around, narrowed his eyes into a slit, stared at Yang Xianmao, and saw that Yang Xianmao was a little hairy.

Yang Xianmao said with his mind: "Turn over and fight!"

As soon as the idea was issued, the ghost puppet actually volleyed a heel in the air, and then stood firmly on the ground again.

Yang Xianmao was overjoyed, pointed to a tree opposite, and said, "Go and interrupt that tree for me!"

The tree has a thick hug, this, the ghost puppet actually rushed to the big tree like a gust of wind, raised a palm, clicked, the big tree was split in two, the big tree fell to the ground with a bang, hit the ground, the sound vibrate, and it was far away.

Yang Xianmao's heart was ecstatic, this ghost puppet was really powerful. Then, Yang Xianmao commanded the ghost puppet to chop down several other big trees, kicked the offering table away, and kicked the magic weapons everywhere, and the scene was a mess.

Then, Yang Xianmao let the ghost puppet scratch a claw on the lower leg of the short-legged Taoist, and blood spilled on the ground, so that the scene was simply a life-and-death struggle.

Then, Yang Xianmao patted Princess Xuan'er, who was stunned, and said, "Let's go, we still have a task." ”

Then, he patted the storage bag on his waist and directed the ghost golem into his storage bag with his mind. The ghost puppet leaped into the air, turned into a white light, and disappeared into Yang Xianmao's storage bag.

Yang Xianmao probed with his mind, and sure enough, there was a ghost puppet lying quietly in the storage bag.

This golem is made from zombies, and is inanimate itself, so it can be placed in a storage bag. Use a storage bag to hold the corpse, which has been tested by Yang Xianmao before, so it is very certain.