Chapter Ninety-Five: The Final Winner
Lao Dao didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Guan's words, and sighed lightly and continued to explain: "Not only that, as the ancestor of a party, Hou Qing's soul is extremely powerful, and it will not be easily refined by you, if you devour it rashly, it is very likely that he will take away his body." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info" said, glancing at Zhang Guan worriedly.
Zhang Guan's face was suffocated, and his worry was fleeting, and then he laughed and said: "Impossible, I have completely purified him with soul fixing techniques, how can there be a snatching of the house, don't bluff people." β
As he spoke, Zhang Guan stood up, clenched his fist and released it, looking up to the sky and laughing: "What a powerful force!" β
Zhang Guan devoured Hou Qing's soul, and his Taoism increased more than ten times, even if it was not as first-class as Hou Qing, it was not much worse, and the surging power made Zhang Guan arrogant and a little carried away.
Lao Dao and Chen Yizhu both looked at Zhang Guan with some concern.
Suddenly, Zhang Guan turned his head, looked at Lao Dao with a hideous face, and said, "The first thing to do to get power is to get rid of you!" β
Lao Dao's face changed, and he asked in disbelief, "Why?" β
Zhang Guan sneered: "You guy, you're still pretending at this time, no, you should treat the elders with respect, so I'll call you Senior Liu." β
Hearing this, Lao Dao's face was as pale as paper, and he was stunned for a long time before he asked, "How do you know?" β
Zhang Guan pursed his lips and said: "After Lao Dao sealed it with the corpse god that day, his soul dissipated, and then he came back to life, are you stupid to me?" And after that, your Taoism became more and more exquisite, and you didn't even go to the previous footwashing room, you pretended to be too different, it should be said that you really don't know your senior brother too well. β
In fact, Lao Dao died in the battle of the cemetery that day, and later Lao Dao has always been Liu Quanshou occupying Lao Dao's body and lurking by Zhang Guan's side.
Lao Dao, no, it should be Liu Quanshou, suddenly laughed, looked at Zhang Guan and said, "I didn't hide it from you, this kid." β
Zhang Guan smiled slightly: "Senior Liu, it stands to reason that I should give you up instead of erasing you, but those things in the past made me really uneasy, you know?" You've been lurking around me as a veteran, how tormented am I? I'm so afraid that one day you'll think I'm a stumbling block and you'll get rid of me. β
And Liu Quanshou kept looking at Zhang Guan with a smile and was silent.
"Now! I finally have the ability to solve all this, you know I ......" Zhang Guan smiled cruelly, and when he was about to say something, his face suddenly suffocated, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, like an earthworm writhing under his skin.
Zhang Guan suddenly crouched down, holding his head tightly, and howled in pain.
Liu Quanshou sighed lightly: "Is it coming so soon?" β
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Guan trembled, stopped howling, and quieted down.
Then, Zhang Guan slowly stood up, turned his hand and looked at it, and chuckled: "This body is not bad, that flute-headed kid actually wants to devour my Houqing's soul, it's really naΓ―ve......"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Guan trembled again, but this time the voice coming from Zhang Guan's mouth was Zhang Guan himself: "Senior Liu!" That Hou Qing wants to take away my body, I know you have a way to subdue him, before you didn't use the human skin painting for me because you were afraid that the human skin painting would swallow the soul of the Hou Qing, and the demon suppressed in it was born, but now let me use the human skin painting, I must have thought of a way to control the demon head, and I begged my predecessors to inform ......"
Seeing that Zhang Guan was able to compete with Houqing for a period of time, Liu Quanshou was a little surprised, and when he heard Zhang Guan's words, he was even more shocked in his heart, this Zhang Guan is really a human spirit, everything is seen so clearly, this son will become a great weapon in the future.
Liu Quanshou was also entangled in his heart at this time, Zhang Guan guessed well, when Zhang Guan showed him the human skin painting, he recognized that the human skin painting was not a soul book, but a Rashomon, which suppressed the peerless demon, this human skin painting can devour ghosts, in fact, it is the devil devouring, once the demon swallows saturation, it will break out of the seal and endanger the world.
So, Liu Quanshou has been studying since then, how to control this demon when he is sleeping, and in recent days, he has just come up with a mantra to control this demon.
According to Zhang Guan's thoughts, this mantra can be used on Hou Qing, and it is naturally possible.
Liu Quanshou was entangled in the fact that if he told Zhang Guan the formula, after Zhang Guan controlled Hou Qing, he would definitely kill him, and if he didn't tell Zhang Guan the formula, Hou Qing would get control of his body, and he would definitely endanger the world, and the current self and Chen Yizhu would definitely not be the opponents of Hou Qing after being reborn.
Zhang Guan is still struggling with Hou Qing for control of his body, one will be crazy, one will laugh, one will be Zhang Guan, and one will be Hou Qing.
Liu Quanshou sighed lightly and said, "Boy, listen up." β
Immediately afterwards, Liu Quanshou recited the mantra again, considering that Zhang Guan on the opposite side would be Houqing for a while, and Zhang Guan for a while, what he heard must not be complete, Liu Quanshou read it several more times.
Just as Liu Quanshou was still chattering, the crazy Zhang Guan suddenly said coldly: "Don't read it." β
Liu Quanshou was shocked, looked up, and saw Zhang Guan staring at him with a cold face.
Liu Quanshou couldn't help but ask, "...... you Are you Zhang Guan or ......"
Without waiting for Liu Quanshou to finish speaking, Zhang Guan interrupted Liu Quanshou with a sneer and scolded arrogantly: "That bastard still wants to fight with me? What a joke. β
Hearing that it was Houqing's voice coming from Zhang Guan's mouth at this time, Liu Quanshou sighed again, and his heart was empty.
Hou Qing slowly walked towards Liu Quanshou and said with a smile: "It's the same if I see you off." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Liu Quanshou's neck.
Liu Quanshou suddenly smiled: "It's different! β
As he spoke, his hands suddenly poked out, grabbed Hou Qing's chest, and read: "Corpse God Seal!" β
Hou Qing didn't expect that Liu Quanshou still had the strength to perform the sealing technique now, and he couldn't dodge, and his chest was directly pierced by Liu Quanshou, and in an instant, countless red lines like blood vessels poured out of Liu Quanshou's arms, wrapping around Hou Qing's body.
Liu Quanshou's Dao is much higher than that of the old Dao, so the Corpse God Sealing Technique performed this time was instantly stimulated, and before Hou Qing could react, a big blood-colored seal was directly printed on Hou Qing's chest.
There was a distortion of space, Hou Qing disappeared directly, and a human skin fell from the place where he disappeared, with a realistic green dragon tattooed on it, which was Zhang Guan's human skin, Hou Qing was sealed, but the soul book only belonged to this interface, so it was stranded.
Liu Quanshou half-squinted, looked at the Qinglong human skin on the ground, and sighed for a while, thinking that back then, this human skin was tattooed by the tattooed old man he asked the tattooed old man to tattoo Zhang Guan, and now he is lying quietly not far away, and it seems that everything has returned to the original point.
Liu Quanshou felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, knowing that his spirit was about to dissipate, and he sighed lightly.
Suddenly, a laugh was heard in the air:
"Haha, thank you Senior Liu for your mantra of subduing demons."
Liu Quanshou heard this voice, it was Zhang Guan's, Liu Quanshou trembled, and pictures suddenly flashed in his mind, like a thunderbolt exploding in Liu Quanshou's heart, and Liu Quanshou, who reacted, raised his eyelids with his last bit of strength and looked at the place where the voice came from:
It was the same human skin painting with the tomb on it.