"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while."

"The Five Ghost Yin Soldiers have been raised by me for thirty-two years, and it's time to contribute."

Chen Jichuan recuperated for three days, and just recovered a breath of vitality, he practiced the law again, sacrificed five directions, ten roads and five ghosts, and took advantage of the starry night to rush from the Three Realms Pass.

Three days.

Zhang Zhihe was ploughed twice, once with the 'soul suppression talisman' as usual, and once with the 'fiery talisman'.

Survive with ease.

However, the 'Soul Suppression Talisman' and the 'Tranquility Talisman' are both top-level talismans for defending against Divine Soul attacks.

Even if Zhang Zhihe is a Qi Refining Cultivator, he is far away from the Xuanyun Sea, he is inland, and after decades, there are only three ways on his body.

At this time, it has been consumed, and today the evil law is coming again, and Zhang Zhihe can only support himself.

"Hateful!"

Zhang Zhihe's face was gloomy, and there was no more sneer and relaxation from three days ago.

The spell was far more vicious than he had ever expected. The top-level talisman can only be resisted, but not completely dissolved.

His ability lies in refining corpses and controlling corpses.

If it is a head-on battle with people, eleven top-notch refining corpses will rush up, and the first layer of qi refining will be besieged to death by invulnerable refining corpses that are invulnerable to water and fire.

But the enemy hid and used spells to harm him, and Zhang Zhihe really had nothing to do with the other party.

"Unless you can find the one who cast the curse."

Zhang Zhihe was in the hall, looking at ten lines at a glance, flipping through the files about spells sent by the Fu Demon Division.

If there is the slightest suspicion, immediately let people notify the Demon Division and send a master to arrest him.

This moment: I'd rather kill the wrong than let it go!

His life was in danger, and Zhang Zhihe couldn't care about it.

Keep flipping.

Zhang Zhihe's heart tightened, and he secretly hated: "It's here again!" ”

Sitting on the desk with both hands.

Perform the 'Concealment Technique' and the 'Breathing Technique' in an attempt to hide one's aura from being detected by the spell.

But the 'ploughshare curse' is directed at the soul, and there is nothing to hide.

Spells are added.

The young man came to help the plow again, Zhang Zhihe gritted his teeth and looked at the young man. The young man's figure is hazy, his face is blurred, and he doesn't look very real.

It can only be seen that it is a young man, with a disheveled head, and everything else, including features and clothing, is not clear.

"Ahh

Zhang Zhihe still wanted to take a closer look, but the iron plough added to his body, his soul was torn, the pain was unbearable, and it was difficult for him to concentrate. At the moment, he didn't look at it anymore, and took out a few high-level 'soul suppression talismans' and 'fixing talismans' from his sleeves, and blessed the soul with one brain.

Rumble!

But it was easily knocked away, and it was all useless.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

Zhang Zhihe's green muscles burst out, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and endured it. I don't know how long it took for this vicious spell to retreat, Zhang Zhihe was exhausted, and his face was a little pale.

Strong self-support, sitting cross-legged to nourish the spirit.

It wasn't until dawn that he recovered a little of his spirit, although his face was still pale, but he was still much better than Chen Jichuan at the beginning.

"For the fourth time."

Zhang Zhihe opened his eyes, and his heart was a little flustered.

As the number of episodes of this spell increased, his heart became more and more panicked, and the feeling of impending disaster became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for him to settle down.

But he is in the light, the enemy is in the dark, and he can only be beaten aggrieved.

This made Zhang Zhihe angry, anxious, angry and afraid.

"Keep looking!"

"I can't believe I can't find you!"

Zhang Zhihe continued to look through the files of the Demon Division, trying to find out the person behind the scenes.

It's a pity.

Since Chen Jichuan came to the Three Realms Pass, after settling in the Echo Valley, he has never used any Dao method to harm people, except for taming a flock of flying eagles with the 'Tightening Spell'.

Echo Valley has always been famous for its 'swordsmanship' and 'external skills'.

Zhang Zhihe wanted to find out the person who secretly harmed him from the file that recorded the spell, but he was looking in the wrong direction.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed.

this day.

Black clouds crush the city.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, Zhang Zhihe's face was extremely pale, his expression was depressed to the extreme, and he sat slumped next to the table, unable to turn over the case file on the table.

As the saying goes: The king of Hades told you to die on the third watch, and you must not keep anyone until the fifth watch.

The same is true of the ploughshare mantra.

This spell is known as the 'seven-day death spell', once the seven days have passed, the spell is not broken, and the person who is under the spell will return to the west with a life.

Zhang Zhihe self-sustained his cultivation and held on for six days. By the last day, the oil had almost run out.

"Hate!"

"I hate!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was scattered, there was no trace of immortality, and his face was full of resentment and resentment.

What made him even more aggrieved was that he didn't even know who he wanted to hate or resent.

"Thief God!"

can only put all this hatred and resentment on God.

In his early years, he practiced in the Xuanyun Sea, but because of his limited qualifications and understanding, he was not liked by his master, so he was resentful.

When I went out to practice, I was lucky enough to get a volume of "Corpse Control Tips" left by my predecessors and the supporting "Corpse Control**" and "Elephant Armor" and "Overlord Armor" practiced by refining corpses.

Since then.

Not only did he practice invincible kung fu, but he also searched for a monk with a strong body, secretly kidnapped him, and refined him into a puppet corpse.

Once you have your ambition, you lose your prudence.

Coupled with the fact that there are many masters of the Xuanyu Sea Immortal Master, Zhang Zhihe's behavior was finally discovered.

He fought all the corpses before he could barely save his life.

Hiding in Tibet.

He actually cultivated to become a Qi Refining Immortal.

But the enemy was too strong, and he was shouted and killed by many immortal sects, even if he cultivated to become a qi refining immortal, he didn't dare to come forward again. After thinking about it, he simply sailed ashore and came to Fanguo.

Teach the "Elephant Armor Gong".

When others are successful in cultivation, they will secretly take them and refine them into corpses for their own use.

For decades.

He has already achieved eleven top refining corpses, and he thought that he would set off in the near future and return to the Xuanyun Sea.

Find your old enemies and kill them one by one.

But seven or eight months ago, he suddenly heard the news that the disciples of Echo Valley had defeated the master of Fan State, 'Li Da'.

The strength of 'Li Da', Zhang Zhihe knows very well, the cultivation of "Elephant Armor Gong" has reached the ninth layer, and he is a horizontal practice, and in terms of close combat, even a tenth-layer character is difficult to defeat him.

The Echo Valley disciple actually won the battle in close combat.

This made Zhang Zhihe interested, and he personally took action, captured people, and refined the secret method.

After the refining was completed, it was found that the corpses who practiced "Elephant Armor Gong" had their own strengths. If he can learn from each other's strengths, he will definitely be able to increase his corpse refining power.

With only a maximum of eleven refining corpses to be controlled, Zhang Zhihe certainly wanted to be perfect.

So I was ready to stay a little longer.

Material.

This stay will lead to great disaster.

He was resentful in his heart, and he was quite remorseful, he kept cursing God, and he couldn't stop regretting it, why did he want to stay!

Thinking so.

Suddenly the wind rose.

Whoa!

The cool breeze brought chills, blowing up the files on the table and on the floor. Most of these dossiers are about spells, and a few of them are dossiers that have been accumulated before this, all of which are some matters that Fan Zhihe is concerned about at home and abroad or Zhang Zhihe.

For example—

Zhang Zhihe crouched on the desk, looking crazy. The wind blew, making him sober up a little, and with a flicker of his eyes, he suddenly saw a picture scroll blown onto his face.

He brushed it away.

And I saw a young man drawn on it.

At a glance.

Zhang Zhihe was like being struck by lightning.

His hands trembled, his eyes trembled bloodshot, and a pair of eyes seemed to stare out of the eyeballs, staring at the scroll in his hand, drawing a young man.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Zhang Zhihe grabbed the picture scroll, muttered in his mouth, and suddenly became angry-

"Poof!"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out and sprayed on the scroll, spraying the portrait of the young man blurry and difficult to clear.

Zhang Zhihe's bloody mouth sprayed painting, as if he didn't notice it, his face suddenly became angry, angry and laughed, he was already crazy.

Struggling to stand up, he waved the blood-stained scroll in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Okay! All right! It turned out to be you! ”

His laughter was pathetic, and his heart was sad.

Under the threat of death, he searched for seven days but could not find it. Who would have thought that this man would be right on his case, right next to him? It could have been found with a flip, and it should have been found a long time ago, and this person should have been killed to break the spell.

But to this day—

"It's too late!"

"It's too late!"

Zhang Zhihe knows that his time is short, and he can sense that today is the time to die.

Remorse in my heart.

"Thief God!"

I can't help but look up to the sky and howl, hating the injustice.

The sea is inclusive.

The same is true of the sky.

Zhang Zhihe scolded the sky, and the sky should not be him. Outside the hall, an old man in brocade ran in strode in, and asked in fear, "What does the national teacher command?" ”

The old man had never seen such a gaffe of the national teacher.

Fear in my heart.

"Command?"

Zhang Zhihe laughed miserably, threw the scroll in his hand to the old man, and said with a hoarse voice like crying and laughing: "Kill the masters of the Demon Division, kill the Three Realms Pass, and destroy the Echo Valley!" ”

"It's-"

The old man picked up the scroll from the ground and looked at the young man on it who was covered by bloodstains, but the small characters on the side of the portrait were quite clear.

Look closely.

I saw the book 'Three Realms Pass Echo Valley Chen Jichuan'.

There was some hesitation for a moment.

The Three Realms Pass is two thousand miles away, and the Echo Valley is even more between the mountains, making it difficult to find.

The master of the Demon Division is out and goes to attack the mountain gate of Echo Valley?

It's not realistic!

"What is this?!"

"Go!"

"Go! Whoever dares not to go, I will punish him for the nine clans! ”

Zhang Zhihe has lost his mind and is crazy.

"Yes!"

"The old slave is going to give the order!"

The old man was half frightened to death when he saw this, how dare he say anything, hurriedly retired, and hurriedly left the National Teacher's Mansion.

In the temple.

Zhang Zhihe sneered: "What about death? Even if you die, I want you to be buried with me! ”

Laughing and laughing.

His complexion suddenly changed again, and he became hideous and painful.

This is the 'ploughshare curse' again.

Day 7.

Seventh.

"Ahh

Zhang Zhihe couldn't bear the pain anymore, first fell to the ground, and then rolled and roared. The voice is miserable and chilling.

Nighttime.

If there is a ghost crying in the national teacher's mansion, there is a wolf howling.

When Zhang Zhihe fell to the ground-

Woo woo woo~

Five ghosts from all directions, ten roads, and five ghosts came out together, all of them were hideous and terrifying, far superior to Zhang Zhihe, like a hungry wolf pounced on food, and rushed towards Zhang Zhihe.

Pierced again and again, torn and eaten again and again.

"Die!"

"All have to die!"

Zhang Zhihe jumped up violently, and one spell after another flew wildly, even if the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, he still killed half of the five ghosts.

But the plowshare curse was added, and the five ghosts devoured it.

Zhang Zhihe was unable to continue after all, and the hall collapsed one after another, and the beams of the house fell, breaking his head and bleeding and planting him on the ground.

Looking closely, I saw that Zhang Zhihe's eyes were round, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was already dead.

A generation of immortal masters.

That's it.

……

Emperor Dafan reigned for seven years.

Daying Tiande for five years.

Chen Jichuan, the patriarch of the Echo Valley of the Three Realms Pass, heard that the demon road caused chaos in the dynasty and caused disaster to the world. Angry and shot, one person and one sword alone broke into the capital of the national teacher's mansion, punished the demon Zhang Zhihe, wiped out the ghosts he raised, and dozens of sword qi collapsed the national teacher's mansion and covered its lair.

Then he drifted away.

Da Fan sent the prince to the Three Realms Pass to make amends in order to repair it.

to Echo Valley.

I saw forty-two eagles spreading their wings, rising into the sky, and disappearing without a trace.

The disciple of Echo Valley said, the ancestor drove the eagle and went overseas to find immortals and asked.

The prince never saw his ancestor, and he regretted it deeply.

……

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