"The blood-drinking knife is very evil, and the forging material must be extraordinary." Han Mo said slowly.

The dry corpse grinned, "My blood-drinking knife is on you?" ”

"Yes, do you want to take it back?"

"The Blood-Drinking Knife is my magic weapon, so I don't ...... hold it," the cadaver said in a hoarse voice, "I can tell you that the material used to create the Blood-Drinking Knife is the executioner's execution knife." This knife has killed many people over hundreds of years, and when I found out, I snatched it from the executioner and made it into a blood-drinking knife.

The blood-drinking knife has followed me for decades, killing people and drinking blood, and there is already a spirit, no matter where you hide, as long as I give the order, it will appear immediately. ”

Hearing this, Han Mo shrugged his shoulders, "Since that's the case, then you can try." ”

As soon as the dry corpse held the palm of his hand, Han Mo left and felt the bloody drinking knife in his sleeve shoot out with evil energy, and he pressed his palm on it, and the true qi worked, suppressing the evil qi.

The dry corpse's hand was tightened and loosened, repeated more than a dozen times, however, there was no trace of the blood-drinking knife.

Han Mo laughed, "Bragging." ”

"Where did you hide the bloodthirsty knife?" The dry corpse's dark red eyes were filled with a violent aura, and the killing intent surged.

"Win the battle, I'll tell you!"

"Humph!" The dry corpse snorted coldly and immediately launched a fierce offensive against Han Mo. Han Mo was not afraid, and saw the move. The dry corpse jumped to his feet in a hurry, annoyed and angry.

"Thor Finger!"

Han Mo stepped out in one step, and his sword finger hit the chest of the dried corpse.

The dry corpse covered his chest and retreated, his eyes fierce and shining, "Thunder God Finger, Five Thunder Earthquake Heavenly Formula...... Are you a disciple of the Maoshan Hidden Sect? ”

Han Mo couldn't help but wonder, how could anyone know that after he had the Five Thunder Shaking Heaven Technique, they all said that he was from the Maoshan Hidden Sect?

As far as he knew, he was just a disciple of the inner sect of Maoshan.

Where did this hidden sect come from?

The fierce light in the eyes of the dry corpse decreased sharply, and he turned to a solemn look, as soon as he woke up, he also sucked the blood of the spirit cat, and his cultivation was less than fifty percent recovered.

However, he met a Maoshan disciple with the Five Thunder Shaking Heavenly Technique, which made it difficult for him to do it.

Escape? Not his character.

Recklessly...... Definitely death. After thinking about it for a while, he thought that he would leave this dangerous situation without worrying about running out of firewood.

The next moment, he rose from the ground and rushed out of the wall.

"Want to run?"

Han Mo sneered, pulled out the soul hook rope and threw it up, wrapped around his ankles, and pulled him down. The Soul Hook rope wrapped around his body like a black snake, and no matter how he struggled, the soul hook rope remained motionless.

"I know you've cultivated to get it, but if you want to restore your cultivation, you must need a lot of blood."

"Little Taoist, you can't win."

"Tsk...... Verbal and heart-wrenching? But I don't eat this set......" Han Mo mocked: "It's not the master's temperament to let the tiger return to the mountain." The master likes to strangle danger in the cradle the most. ”

With that, he pulled out Faso and wrapped it around him, dragging him to the Devil's Cry grass.

The talisman was removed from the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was opened, and the skeleton jumped out of it. Seeing the dried corpse that was captured by Han Mo, it let out an exclamation.

"Daoist, you are so powerful that you really found him."

The dry corpse was shocked, stared at the skeleton, and said in surprise: "You haven't lost your heart and become a ghost?!" ”

"Damn bullnose ......"

Han Mo rolled his eyes, "Little girl, pay attention to the wording." ”

"What wording? He's a bull's nose, and he deserves to die...... Isn't it a damn bull's nose? Hearing this, Han Mo coughed lightly, "You scolded him like this, even I was not spared." ”

"You're the bull's nose."

Han Mo scolded in a low voice, feeling a kind of weakness to hit the cotton with his fist......

"Damn Bullnose, hurry up and undo my necromancy curse, I'm going to be reincarnated." Hearing this, the dry corpse laughed, "Why didn't I kill this little Taoist priest when I said it, it turned out that I wanted to unlock your necromancy curse." ”

"You'd better do it obediently, or it will end badly."

"Miserable? I'm miserable enough, am I still afraid? ”

Han Mo slapped him, "Why are you old thing so stubborn, unlocking her necromancy curse is a great merit." Maybe the master is kind and spares your life. ”

"Kill me."

", you actually forced me, do you really think that the master will not dare to kill you?" The cadaver took two steps forward and straightened his back, "Then you should do it." ”

Han Mo stared at him with wide eyes, half a sound, and softened, "I said, you just have a kind heart, her little girl has been trapped for hundreds of years, and it's quite pitiful." ”

"Dreaming."

Han Mo sighed, pinched the mantra, and tightened the soul hooking rope. The body of the dried corpse creaked, and dark red blood continued to emerge from the place where it was tightly strangled, flowing to the ground, and the withered ghost crying grass grew in an instant.

The dry corpse lay on the ground and writhed, screaming and screaming.

Han Mo stared at him and said viciously, "Do you agree or not?" ”

The dry corpse gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "Even if you torture me in eighteen ways, I will not unlock her necromancy curse." ”

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Wow......"

Suddenly, the skeleton burst into tears, and the crying person's liver and intestines were broken.

"Little girl, don't cry, I'll think of a way for you."

"You can't ......"

Han Mo was speechless.

"Don't cry, I've figured out a way." About half a minute, Han Mo hurriedly said.

"Really?"

"Really, as long as you don't cry, I'll immediately ask him to obediently unravel the necromancy spell for you."

"I don't cry ......"

Han Mo looked down at the dried corpse, "Since you don't agree, then I can only do it myself." I hope you can still hold on to it when your soul is gone. ”

After saying that, Han Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark red eyes of the dry corpse met his eyes. The corpse's body trembled, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Useful?

Han Mo was overjoyed, this was the first time he had tried the Soul Transfer Spell.

After checking it, he found that the consciousness of the dried corpse was completely controlled by him, and immediately ordered the dry corpse to unravel the necromancy curse.

The corpse obediently complied, and halfway through, he wanted to break through Han Mo's control, but failed. If it had been a week ago, he would have been able to break through the control.

At this moment, there is no possibility.

The Necromancy Curse was unraveled, and a phantom figure floated out of the bones.

Han Mo looked at it fixedly, slightly surprised, he didn't expect this girl to be so cute. Dressed in a green costume with small braids, his big eyes are full of agility.

"Daoist, thank you for saving me!"

"If you are polite to me, I will be very pleased."

The little girl grinned, "Thank you, Mage." ”

"Well, that's pretty much it."

"Stinky beauty." The little girl made a disgusted expression, and Han Mo had a black line on her head, which was too insincere.

"Archmage, what do you do with him?"

"His cultivation is very high, but his heart is too bad, and it is definitely a disaster for this kind of person to stay." Han Mo wrapped the soul hook rope again, releasing his consciousness.

When he saw the little girl's soul, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Han Mo glanced at him and said lightly, "It's time to send you on your way next." ”

"Come on, give me a good time."

"It's beautiful to think about." The corners of Han Mo's mouth hooked up a smile, "I will pull out your soul, and when the time comes, you will see your three souls and seven souls destroyed one by one." ”

"You are a disciple of Maoshan, why are you so cruel?"

"Cruel? I'm just treating others the way I do. Han Mo said: "Okay, don't be verbose, I'm going to start." ”

Before the words fell, Han Mo pinched his fingers and pressed them on his eyebrows, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, a phantom appeared.

"This is the Heavenly Soul ......"

With a bang, the heavenly soul shattered and dissipated with the wind.

The dried corpse's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "You...... You're simply not human. ”

Grab it again......

"This is the Earth Spirit."

His originally violent eyes became confused as his soul disappeared.