Late at night, as always, Hiss quietly observed the starry sky, and suddenly, he turned around, his gaze slowly moving downward, to the rudimentary array of spirits set up in the room, where there was a faint fluctuation that was usually imperceptible.

He saw it!

Hiss leaned over and stared at this summoning array, it was too weak, the fluctuation of the call was too weak, it was impossible for him to pass through it, of course, even if he could pass, Hiss would not rush over, although he had peeked into that side of the world, but he had only looked at a part of the area, who knew what else was hidden.

Besides, even if he ran over in a hurry, how would he come back in the future?

Don't think about him doing it himself for these reasons alone, maybe the older people get, the more afraid they are of death, how good it is to develop at home, why take risks everywhere, and my life is up to me!

Removing the heavy armor that covered his body, Hiss compared and calculated with the summoning fluctuation for a while, and finally hesitated for a few seconds, and directly pulled out one of his right arms and placed it at the core of the summoning array.

A violent explosion sounded suddenly, and Hiss took several steps back with half of his body scorched, and looked at the collapsed Spirit Summoning Array, and couldn't help frowning, not knowing whether his arm had passed or been blown up.

"Father, are you alright?"

"Grandfather!"

Hearing the big movement coming from the back of the mansion, the faces of the more than twenty evil god heirs changed, and they all hurried over, fearing that something would happen to their father.

"I'm fine, let's go down!"

Hiss glanced at them and waved his hand impatiently, and although the many evil god heirs were surprised, they didn't dare to say more and ask anything, and turned away obediently one by one.

"By the way, Zorrot, send me some more blood food!"

"Yes, Father!"

Hearing his father's command, Zorrot's footsteps paused, and he retreated with a happy face, and his father really used him very much, and did not ignore his existence.

Hiss turned around and sat back in his seat, looking at the injuries on his body and sighed, this time the injury was not light, especially the recovery of that entire arm would take a lot of blood and time, and during this time, he would no longer be able to use the ability of the Thousand Star Evil Eye to peep into the infinite starry sky.

If it doesn't work, it's a bit of a loss.

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"As a soul caller, your knowledge accumulation has reached the standard, and you have begun to call your first spirit! This mass grave is a murderous place that your grandfather specially asked a friend of the murderer to raise for more than ten years, and many unjustly killed people have been buried in it, which will definitely allow you to call out a resentful spirit with high potential!"

In the middle of the night, a blind white-bearded old man led a handsome young man to stand in a gloomy mass grave, the wind was howling, and the feet were basically corpses, terrifying, but the two were not shocked by this, and they were commonplace.

"Wraiths, really, thank you, Grandpa!"

Hearing the word resentful spirit, the handsome young man's eyes widened, with a full look of surprise, this world has all kinds of weirdness and ghosts, and the spirit caller is a transcendent profession that enslaves ghosts, among which the resentful spirit, which is known for its strange resentment, is the top quality spirit.

Because as long as the resentment does not extinguish, the resentful spirit is almost immortal, which can be described as terrifying, if he can enslave a resentful spirit, his future path will be much easier.

"Let's go!"

The handsome young man couldn't wait to run to the spirit summoning array arranged in the center of the mass grave, took out a knife and slashed it in the palm of his hand, blood flowed, and he slapped his palm in the center of the spirit summoning array without hesitation, closed his eyes, and said something in his mouth.

For a while, the surrounding yin qi was flourishing, the resentment was rising, the sky was changing, the ghosts were crying wolves, and the endless resentment that was locked up by the murderer and could not be condensed rushed out, and all of them poured into the spirit summoning array under the inexplicable call.

Standing motionless in the resentful wind, Xiang Wentian raised his head to look at the hideous ghost that gradually condensed in midair, and stroked his beard with great satisfaction, it seems that the probability of successfully summoning the resentful spirit this time is very high.

For some reason, the resentful spirit suddenly screamed, as if he had seen something terrifying, and exploded with a bang, and then the resentment of the entire murder raising ground was completely detonated, forming a huge pillar of resentment that reached the sky, and Xiang Wentian, who was touching his beard, was frightened by this shocking change and pulled out a few beards at once.

"Not good, Nan'er!"

A wave of resentment erupted behind him, and a blood-colored ghost more than two meters tall appeared, screaming and crashing into the giant pillar of resentment, which was torn to pieces in an instant, and Xiang Wentian couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Nan'er!"

Anxiously pacing outside, even the great spirit he raised was destroyed in an instant, Xiang Wentian didn't dare to rush in at all, he could only be anxious outside, God, we passed on to the family for three generations, but don't have an accident!

After a while, the terrifying giant pillar of resentment slowly dissipated, and the entire mass grave returned to calm, Xiang Wentian hurriedly rushed in, and found that his good grandson was standing in place with a confused face, slightly relieved, it's okay.

"Nan'er, it's okay!"

"Grandpa, I'm fine, but what just happened?"

Xiang Wennan shook his head and asked suspiciously, didn't he just activate a spirit summoning array?

"This... Grandpa doesn't know very well, in short, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave first!"

Xiang Wentian first touched his beard in embarrassment, and then pulled up his grandson and was about to leave, this place was so weird that even he was not at ease.

"Wait, grandpa, I seem to have summoned a strange thing just now, could it be caused by it?"

"Strange stuff?"

Xiang Wentian was stunned for a moment, looked at the collapsed Spirit Summoning Array, and really saw a strange thing, an arm, a strange arm full of dense eyeballs.

This made him a little suspicious, it was the first time he had seen this kind of ghost thing summoned by the Spirit Summoning Array, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all, it was against common sense!

After just a few more glances, Xiang Wentian felt that his brain was in chaos, his eyes were blurry, and a cold and piercing feeling hit him, as if there were countless strange whispers ringing in his ears.

As a strong person who studies ghosts, Xiang Wentian has a lot of experience in this, so he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and recited the spirit mantra a few times before he came to his senses.

He didn't dare to look at it any more, and quickly turned his head, wondering in his heart, what the hell is this, it feels even more terrifying than the great spirit, very similar to those weird and demonic powers, but it seems to be a little different.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't, that arm can't be seen!"

"What can't you see?

Xiang Wennan glanced at the arm in the spirit summoning array a few times, and touched his head with some confusion, that is, he was a little disgusted, there is nothing abnormal, grandpa, what's wrong?

"Nan'er, are you really okay?"

Xiang Wentian couldn't help frowning, and lowered his head to think about something, could this really be Nan'er's spiritual summoning thing, so it would have no effect on Nan'er.

Maybe it's a coincidence!

"Nan'er, pack up your things, let's take them!"

"Oh, got it!"

Xiang Wennan nodded a little unhappily, a little puzzled, what about the resentful spirit? How did it become an arm, and grandpa still treated it as a baby.

Glancing at the tightly packed arm, Xiang Wentian hesitated, took it, and found that there was no problem, and then pulled his grandson away, this will be a place of right and wrong.

After a long time, figures with strange faces and strange clothes appeared one after another, looking at this mass grave suspiciously, they were all attracted by the earth-shattering movement just now.