Wu Junwei looked at Zhang Wenliang's appearance and pouted: "People like you, if it weren't for your great achievements, I would never have let you join the Night Ghost Tower!" ”

"I really didn't expect that the ghost path technique in the secular world had fallen to such a point, and I didn't even know these small methods of soul possession and soul devouring."

"Those so-called ghost control techniques of yours are not even the skin of the real ghost path techniques!"

"Yes, yes, yes! What the young sect master said was right! Zhang Wenliang was stupefied.

He never expected that the old ghost, a person in the early stage of Jindan, would not be able to last even two rounds.

But after listening to Wu Junwei's words, he seemed to understand.

The problem is not in cultivation, but in how to use it.

It's hard to say about the art of ghosts, but everyone will understand it in other words.

The old ghost is equivalent to using the Gatling as a hammer, and although the person is holding a submachine gun, he is suddenly at you, how can this be beaten?

"That's it! Come back! After all, people are in the Jindan period, if you want to run, you can't stop it! Wu Junwei saw that the ghost of the old ghost had been swallowed by his men, so he let his men come back.

"Yes, Young Sect Master!" The man retreated, leaving the old ghost with a look of disbelief on his face, standing there dumbfounded.

"How? Old ghost? If you're willing to tell me how to open this space, I'd like to let you join the Night Ghost Tower and learn the true art of ghosts. Wu Junwei looked at the old ghost and smiled indifferently.

Before the old ghost could speak, Zhang Wenliang suddenly jumped up: "Young Sect Master, don't!" No! How could he join the Night Ghost Tower? He joined the Night Ghost Tower, so he didn't eat me! ”

"It's you! Zhang Wenliang! When the old ghost heard Zhang Wenliang's voice, he suddenly came to his senses and stared at Zhang Wenliang, gritting his teeth and saying, "It turned out that you were a traitor!" ”

Zhang Wenliang didn't dare to return to the old ghost's words, but begged Wu Junwei bitterly: "Young Sect Master, don't!" Young Sect Master! ”

Wu Junwei looked at Zhang Wenliang, then at the old ghost, and suddenly said to the old ghost: "Old ghost, let's do it!" If you tell me how to open this space, I will allow you to join the Night Ghost Tower, and hand over this traitor Zhang Wenliang to you to deal with? ”

"Ahh Zhang Wenliang was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, standing in place: "Young Sect Master, you ......"

"What's wrong with me? If you can betray the Ghost Yin Sect, will you not betray our Night Ghost Tower? Wu Junwei said indifferently: "And the old ghost is still in the Jindan period, and he has mastered the way to open this space, no matter what point of view, you are useless!" So what am I keeping you for? ”

The old ghost's eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Zhang Wenliang deadly: "Okay!" You hand over Zhang Wenliang to me first, and I will agree! ”

"Yes!" Wu Junwei shrugged his shoulders and slapped his backhand on the head of Zhang Wenliang, who was still in a daze, directly shocking Zhang Wenliang's soul out of his body: "Huh! There you go! ”

"Zhang Wenliang! I'm going to let you taste the torture method of our Yin Ghost Sect! The old ghost grabbed Zhang Wenliang's soul, and his face showed a look of bloodthirstiness and resentment.

As soon as Wu Junwei did the night ghost building disciples, he watched the old ghost torture Zhang Wenliang with a smile, listening to Zhang Wenliang's screams, they even had a perverted sense of enjoyment.

Not only that, but they also made moves to the old ghost from time to time, telling the old ghost how to torture to make Zhang Wenliang even worse.

"Bang!"

As Zhang Wenliang's soul was finally tortured, he was tortured by the old ghost until his soul was scattered.

Wu Junwei spoke again: "How is it?" Old ghost, can you say it! ”

"Say? Say you're paralyzed! The old ghost looked at Wu Junwei, gritted his teeth, and his eyes erupted with endless hatred: "Don't think you're invincible, I can't beat you, some people can beat you!" Kill me if you have a kind, and Your Majesty will avenge me! ”

The reason why he went out today was that he heard the ghost general say that His Majesty was back, so he left in a hurry.

But halfway through, he received a message from his master before he died, so he turned back again, but he didn't expect to see the Ghost Yin Sect after it was destroyed.

"Your Majesty? Oh! That's that Mo Evil! Wu Junwei said indifferently, he was not surprised at all by the old ghost's backsliding.

He originally wanted the two of them to eat dog.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them, Old Ghost and Zhang Wenliang, didn't seem to let them join the Night Ghost Building.

For their night ghosts, the dead are more useful than the living.

"If you know! You're dead! The old ghost said through gritted teeth.

"Cut! I don't know where your faith comes from! Wu Junwei sneered: "That Zhang Wenliang told me just now, that Mo Xie seems to be a golden pill!" You are also in the Jindan period, but you can't even beat one of my subordinates in the foundation building period, let alone me? ”

He took a step forward and looked at the old ghost with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, I'm in the late stage of Jindan!" It doesn't matter if that Mo Xie doesn't come, if he comes, I'll eat him in front of you! ”

Speaking of this, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the old ghost directly in the air: "And it doesn't matter if you tell me how to open it, as a person of the ghost path, you should know the little spell of soul searching!" ”

The old ghost struggled to resist, but it was of no use at all, his eyes were full of despair, and he couldn't even blow himself up now.

And at this time.

"Whoosh!"

A light that was not visible to the naked eye flashed in the air, causing Wu Junwei's pupils, who were originally full of confidence, to shrink suddenly.

"Huh!"

A cold light flashed in the air, and a fierce and sharp murderous aura shot out from the cold light.

Wu Junwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a chill in his throat, he hurriedly gave up catching the old ghost and stretched out his hand to block it.

So a streak of blood suddenly burst out of his hand

"Young Sect Master!" Everyone exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed over, and the ghost mist in their black gourds emerged one after another, protecting Wu Junwei.

"Good means! How about a show? Wu Junwei took a step back and stared at the air, trying to find traces of the person who had injured him.

Xiao Jiu walked around Wu Junwei and found that the other party's protection was dense, so he also gave up the idea of killing people directly and stopped beside the old ghost.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Jiu looked at the old ghost and tilted his head and asked.

"It's all right, Your Majesty? Is Your Majesty coming? The old ghost suddenly collapsed on the ground, looked at Xiao Jiu and said sadly.

"In the back!" Xiao Jiu nodded.

As soon as they entered the door just now, they found traces of the Ghost Yin Sect being attacked, and he couldn't hold back his temperament, so he ran over first.

The old ghost looked back, and suddenly saw the familiar figure, he staggered over, knelt at Mo Ye's feet at once, and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, you have to avenge me!" ”

(End of chapter)