Mulan obeyed Chanchan's instructions and cut her fingers with a knife.

Drops of blood popped up, and she wasn't in a hurry to wipe them off.

Chanchan closed her eyes, and cyan spiritual power surrounded her body, like a swaying and blooming flower, layer after layer, rich in spiritual power.

She was reciting a spell in her mouth, and there was a spread out book of demon hunting on the ground.

A one-foot-wide formation appeared under the Demon Hunting Heavenly Book, and at this moment, Chanchan opened her eyes, and the blood beads on Mulan's fingertips were suspended in the air and dripped in the center of the formation.

A cyan aura flashed.

In the dilapidated firewood room, a strange demonic wind blew.

In the center of the formation, there was black smoke rising from the blood bead after the demon wind.

A biting chill went straight from Mulan's fingertips to her heart, and she grabbed her chest fiercely and said, "Chanchan, what's going on?" ”

"I used your blood to attract the black shadow of the man's face, he came from the netherworld, and the breath on his body was inherently cold, you bear with it for a while, and it will be fine immediately."

The black smoke grew thicker and thicker, and it grew vigorously, and in a short time, it occupied the position of half of the firewood room.

Someone whispered, Chanchan made a trick, and the black smoke dispersed, revealing the appearance of the smoke.

It was a dark shadow of a human face tightly bound by a life-chain.

The moment Mulan's black shadow appeared, her body's endurance reached the extreme, and she couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

The essence of the Demon Hunting Book flashed, and Lord Xianhe came out of thin air and supported Mulan, who was about to fall.

Chanchan half-turned her head and said, "Take care of her." ”

This time, the Crane Lord no longer had the arrogance he had before, and lowered its noble head with extreme respect.

It smelled the incomparable smell of dragon blood on Chanchan's body, which was even richer and purer than what she had smelled on her body before, and her spiritual power surged, and the whole person looked like she had been reborn, and she no longer saw the half-baked little Taoist priest before.

"You're from the Netherworld?" Chanchan approached the black shadow of the human face, and her eyes crossed the face on its body with open eyes and open mouth, and finally, her gaze was fixed on the rightmost corner, the kind face, the pale complexion, and the mother-in-law Jiang who was sucked by the black shadow of the human face.

The black shadow of the human face tried to break free, but the life-seeking chain on its body became tighter and tighter, and it refused to listen to its call.

Seeing its movements, Chanchan smiled lightly: "What you have on your body is not an ordinary life-seeking chain, it is a secret treasure that I found in the Book of Demon Hunting, which is designed to deal with those from the Netherworld, and the more you struggle, the more uncomfortable it becomes." ”

The black shadow on the human face stopped moving, and the faces on the black shadow all looked at Chanchan, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of anger.

Her hand was attached to the face of a black shadow, and the blue light flashed slightly in the palm of her hand, as if it was a burning flame, and the burning face was painful.

After exploring the spiritual power in the black shadow's body, she paused, took half a step back, squatted down, and looked at the black shadow on her face: "Where is the huge spiritual power in your body?" ”

The black shadow on the human face seemed to be unable to speak, and the terrifying black qi that followed him like a shadow at the beginning had disappeared, Chanchan stared at him for a while, flipped it with one hand, and the cyan spiritual power gathered into a solid flame, burning in the eyes of the black shadow.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of the shadow's mouth and closed his eyes.

It is a wisp of wandering soul in the netherworld, fortunately saved by the young master of Ganba, it has survived in the world for so long, its life is the young master's, and now the young master needs it, so it should naturally be returned.

Its soul is only one soul left, and it can only continue its life by absorbing the spiritual power of other people's souls, and now, the spiritual power that it has gathered for thousands of years has flowed into Chanchan's body with the blood of the dragon.

His own spirit can no longer bear the burden of his body, and he is about to dissipate into the world. At the end of his life, he can also offer the gift of rebirth to the dragon princess, which is also a beautiful destination for his humble life.

I closed my eyes for a long time, but I never felt the expected attack, and when I opened my eyes, I found that Chanchan didn't know when she put away the flame in her hand, looking thoughtful.

"Why did such a big spiritual power disappear for no reason, was it absorbed by anyone?" She muttered to herself and picked up the Demon Hunting Book on the side, put it in her arms, and half looked back at the conscientious Fog Spirit Crane on the side, who was taking care of Mulan.

The Demon Hunting Book in his arms shook twice, and Cha Cha Mu couldn't wait to rush out of the enchantment in the book and ran out.

"Master, you're finally awake!"

Cha Cha Mu was as intimate as ever, and after noticing the difference in Chanchan's body, a trace of incredulity crossed the depths of his eyes.

Finally, is it time to begin......

"Isn't this ghost netherworld? How did it appear in the world. Chachamu looked at the black shadow that was bound, its body was already a little transparent.

"Cha Cha Mu, you came out just right. A few days ago, I saw this black shadow with a human face, and it had a huge amount of spiritual power. When they met again, the spiritual power in its body seemed to evaporate, and there was no trace. You're the elf in the book, do you know what's weird about it? ”

"This sounds strange, I've never heard of it, so the master might as well take it first and then explore it slowly."

Chanchan nodded, she just had this intention.

However, the most important thing at the moment is to rescue all the souls on the black shadow's body and bring them back to their original position.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, eliminating the distractions in her heart, a string of spells appeared in her mind, and the spiritual power around her body was like a fish in water, unusually obedient, and the blue light touched the face of the black shadow with an open mouth.

At first, the human face howled in pain, and the voice was so sharp that it seemed to penetrate the ears, but slowly, its expression became gentle, its eyes became colored, and the lifechain wrapped in the black shadow gradually appeared.

With a "jump" on the ground, all the chains broke in response, and the face of the black shadow was like a wild horse that had escaped from the wild, breaking out of the restraints and disappearing into the sky.

And there are also souls that have been bound to the black shadow for a long time, and have long regarded its body as their own body, and even if they are untied, they will not leave, and remain in its body in peace, just as before.

"From now on, you can follow me."

A blue light struck the black shadow, and it disappeared in front of its eyes, flying into the Book of Monster Hunting.