One by one, the ghosts flew out, swirling and dancing, and let out a burst of tooth-sour calls.

There were also skeletons, underworld Shura and other ghosts following behind Mao Rui, staggering towards Shao Ning.

"It's ugly to walk. Looking at the staggering appearance of many ghosts, Mao Zhe couldn't help but say.

The same kind of ghosts, with the same technique, under the control of Mao Zhe, the walking posture is absolutely no different from ordinary people.

Mao Rui's mastery of the ghost cultivation door is taught by Mao Zhe, and he naturally has the most say in this, but as a teacher, he can't stand Mao Rui's control ability, which can only show that Mao Rui did not spend his energy on ghost manipulation, and he was blind to such a subtle trick.

Mao Rui got the trick of controlling the ghosts, and after learning to subdue the ghosts and simple commands, he threw the trick aside and never paid attention to it again. In his opinion, no matter how subtle the use is, it is impossible to surpass Mao Zhe, and he simply does not want to learn and only learn.

In fact, Mao Rui's control ability is really strong, far beyond the powerful divine sense of the same level, which makes him have control ability beyond the reach of ordinary people, which can be seen from the dexterous activities of the blood guard.

Shao Ning saw that Mao Ruizhen summoned a group of ghost things, and he crawled harder, he had never experienced the pain of being devoured by ghosts, but when he thought about it, he knew that it must be tortured, and he didn't want to feel it.

Secretly, Shao Ning was ready to blow himself up at any time, and after determining that he could not escape, he would not hesitate to choose to blow himself up, which was better than being tortured to death. It's just that the fear of death makes him still have a bit of luck, hoping that a miracle will happen.

No one wants to die if they are alive.

Mao Rui's eyes were cold, and he sneered in his heart, how could Shao Ning not understand his careful thoughts, but what Shao Ning didn't know was that the cultivators of the "Pulseless Technique" were all good at sealing, and before Shao Ning blew himself up, Mao Rui would seal it, so that he couldn't blow himself up.

Giving a little hope when people are desperate, and finally extinguishing a glimmer of hope with their own hands, makes people fall deeper into despair.

This little psychological trick was learned when he was in Blood Rose, and it was a coincidence that the person who taught him these methods was Liu Ming, and using what Liu Ming taught to torture his enemies was worthy of his spirit in the sky.

Soon Mao Rui walked up to Shao Ning, a person who struggled to crawl on the ground, how could he compare to the speed of walking, even if Mao Rui deliberately slowed down his pace in order to cause psychological pressure on Shao Ning.

Stepping on Shao Ning's back, the power of the seal on the soles of his feet surged, completely stopping the operation of Shao Ning's dantian, and it was Shao Ning's eyes that revealed boundless hatred and deep despair.

"You want to blow yourself up in front of me to avoid the pain of torture? You are too self-righteous, I have already written your death for you, and the rest of your short life can only be carried out according to the script. Mao Rui was condescending, looking down at Shao Ning with indifferent eyes, and said cruel words.

Mao Rui raised one hand, and was about to order the ghost thing to hold the body of Xing, the terrifying coercion suddenly came, forcing Mao Rui to retreat a few steps one after another, and after stabilizing his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the bandage wrapped around his chin red.

The demons that surrounded him and followed behind him died violently under the terrifying pressure, leaving no ashes behind, only a few slightly stronger ones survived, falling to the ground and dying.

What Mao Rui didn't notice was that the blood stains that fell on the bandage slowly faded away, and all of them were absorbed, so that the bandage returned to its original color, and faintly there were ancient runes that lit up with a faint light, which was fleeting.

The blood sickle was inserted into the ground, and Mao Rui held the handle of the sickle trembling slightly, barely standing in the terrifying coercion, and his eyes looked fiercely at an old man in brocade who was pacing from the void, and the terrifying coercion emanated from him.

"Master... The master saves the apprentices. Shao Ning burst into tears, and he didn't know the power that came out of it, and he spread his limbs and quickly crawled towards the old man in brocade, and the speed was even faster than when he was chased and killed by Mao Rui.

The old man in brocade fell, and Tie Qing squatted down to check Shao Ning's injury, and the more he checked it, the more ugly his face became.

took out a delicate elixir and fed it to Shao Ning, and slapped it on its body a few times in a row to unlock the seal temporarily laid by Mao Rui, causing Shao Ning to exercise his pranayama on the side, and slowly stood up, and strong aura fluctuations emanated from his body.

The disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion and the Cangmu Sect also reaped the influence of aura fluctuations and coercion, and stopped fighting.

Of course, the treatment of the two sides is completely different, Zhu Yangping and others are oppressed by coercion and difficult to move, while the disciples of the Cangmang Sect take the initiative to stop and go up to salute when they see that their parents are coming.

The old man in brocade held back his eyes at the people of Tianyuan Pavilion, snorted coldly, and returned his gaze to Mao Rui, first to blame the culprit for hurting his disciple, and then go to clean up the other idle people.

"The old man has been cultivating for more than 900 years, and it is the first time I have met such a ruthless boy as you. The old man in brocade looked at Mao Rui, who was still holding on to himself, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Phew, an old thing that hasn't even seen anything after nine hundred years of cultivation, and I'm embarrassed to say it. Mao Rui spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and sneered.

Mao Rui's words caused many people in the square to laugh, obviously mocking the old man in brocade.

The coercion of the old man in brocade clothes only had an effect on the people of Tianyuan Pavilion, and the Tianjiao of the human race gathered here, and the old man would not be so brainless as to offend the anger of the people and force everyone with the realm.

The old man in brocade glared fiercely at those who laughed loudly, but these juniors had no one to buy his account at all, not only did the laughter not subside, but laughed even more wantonly after his glare.

Unexpectedly, just wanting to show some superior demeanor in front of a group of juniors, and said a pretending word, but it caused ridicule.

The embarrassed and angry old man in brocade didn't dare to do anything to the ridiculed people here, so he finally had to point the finger at Mao Rui: "What a sharp-toothed and uneducated boy, today I will teach your elders a good lesson, so that you can know that in this world, the strong need to be respected." ”

Mao Rui grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained scarlet teeth, and sneered silently.

Teach him a lesson for the elders of his sect? This bad old man who wants to save face really dares to say that Mao Rui has already thought about it for him, and when Lian Du comes out, this old man will show an expression.

As for his own safety, I'm sorry, Lian Du is in the tower behind him, and Mao Rui didn't think that he would be in danger at all.

The old man in brocade raised his hand with one hand, and a big hand of spiritual power quickly condensed above Mao Rui's head, putting Mao Rui in a shadow. When the big hand was fully formed, the killing intent in the eyes of the old man in brocade swept through, and the raised palm was pressed suddenly.

When the old man in brocade saw Shao Ning's injury, he already had murderous intentions towards Mao Rui, and the ridicule and ridicule after that made his killing intent skyrocket.

The so-called lesson is just a superficial rhetoric for people to see, and when they are held accountable afterwards, they will be confused with reasons such as not holding their hands for a while, and no one will hold him accountable for a period of time for a dead foundation building monk, at most a verbal warning.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and he has already thought about the consequences and countermeasures before he shoots, and he has done a lot of foreshadowing in advance, but... How can everything be as good as possible in the world, and everything has accidents in time.

At the same time as the palm of the old man in brocade was pressed, the big hand of spiritual power also fell at the same time, and smashed towards the top of Mao Rui's head with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Mao Rui's eyes were calm, and he was not afraid of the falling palm.

Seeing that the spiritual power palm was about to fall completely, Mao Rui suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and the coercion from the old man in brocade dissipated without a trace.

At the same time, Mao Rui saw that between him and the palm of the spiritual power, a bone hand that was also condensed by the spiritual power and had a transparent crystal body was inserted horizontally.

The spiritual power bone hand was lightly raised, and the spiritual power palm was easily defeated.

The spiritual power bone hand continued to be too high, and the shadow caused by the previous spiritual power palm dissipated, and the bright sunlight shone on Mao Rui again.

What appeared in Mao Rui's eyes with the sun was the complex face of the old man in brocade who was shocked, puzzled, and afraid.

"I heard that you want to help me educate my disciples?" a majestic voice came.

Everyone in the square looked for sound and found that a translucent crystal-like humanoid skeleton appeared outside the tower not far away.

Zhu Yangping showed a look of consternation, and only now did he know that the master had come here at some point, and he recalled Mao Rui's calm appearance before, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Jin Tao, who was from Xuyangmen in the North District, looked slightly moved, and looked at Lian Du with gratitude.

"My disciple, do you have any education, when will it be your turn to discipline?" Lian Du's majestic voice sounded again, and the powerful momentum caused the space around it to be distorted, but no one had any sense of oppression, but this control of sending and receiving freely was breathtaking, far beyond the ability of the old man in brocade to compare.

You must know that although the coercion of the old man in brocade was mainly used against Mao Rui and other Tianyuan Pavilion disciples, and deliberately restrained the people around him, there were still many people who were affected by the aftermath, but because the old man in brocade was so advanced in cultivation, no one dared to give advice.

The old man in brocade also did not have the coercion from Liandu, but at the moment it was sweating like rain, after Lian Du questioned two times in succession, he bent down and hugged his fists in fear: "The juniors don't dare, the juniors speak without thinking, and say a bunch of foolish words, which will compensate the seniors." ”

"Hmph. Lian Du snorted coldly, and with the hum, the coercion from the consummation of the Mahayana period suddenly descended on the old man in brocade.

The old man in brocade was bleeding from his seven orifices, and there was a possibility that his internal organs were about to collapse, but the old man in brocade still maintained the posture of bending over and saluting, and did not dare to have anything unusual.

"Oppressing the low-level monks with their own coercion, there is really a sense of refreshment, no wonder they like to use it so much. Lian Du sneered.

"The younger generation knows his mistake and no longer dare. The old man in brocade said in a trembling voice.

Lian Du stepped out, came to Mao Rui's side, and beckoned to Zhu Yangping and others.

"I've seen Shizun. ”

"I've seen the deputy pavilion master. ”

All the disciples saluted at the same time.

Lian Du waved his bone hand and continued to say to the old man in brocade: "Face and death are your own choice, kneel down and kowtow to this group of juniors who have been oppressed by you three times, and I won't kill you today." ”

Lian Du stepped aside as he spoke, and there was only a group of Tianyuan Pavilion foundation building disciples left opposite the old man in brocade.