"The ghost seal is activated by the blood of the ancestral witch, and the inner seal contains the terrifying power of the world. The previous generation of the owner of the ghost seal was Zhuge Kongming. ”

In the moment of crisis, July once told himself that words echoed in his head.

Driven by the blood of the Ancestral Witch!

Zhu Beichen didn't dare to delay for a moment, "Fatty, cut me." ”

What, the fat man almost wondered if Zhu Beichen was sucked too much blood and his brain was deprived of oxygen, so he actually wanted to cut him himself.

"Don't be stupid, hurry up."

Under Zhu Beichen's repeated urging, the fat man grabbed the dagger he carried and cut him on the wrist.

The fat man was eager to start his hand, and he didn't know the severity of the wound, and the wound was cut too deeply, which made it worse for Zhu Beichen, who had already lost too much blood.

For a while, Zhu Beichen couldn't take care of it so much, and dripped the dripping blood onto the ghost seal.

The mood of waiting for the ghost seal to start is complicated, after all, it is the first time to use this thing, and I have heard July say: the ghost seal is very important, and the ghost seal is an ominous object.

The fat man looked at Zhu Beichen's movements curiously, it turned out that this ancient seal needed to be activated with blood, but why hasn't there been any movement at all so far?

The surface of the crystal clear ghost seal was covered with Zhu Beichen's bright red blood, but a minute had passed, and the ghost seal still hadn't moved at all.

The cry of the mourner became weaker and weaker, and only the voice the size of a mosquito could be heard, still struggling to hold on.

Could it have something to do with the inscription on the ghost seal?

The inscription is crooked, and the shape of the glyph is ancient, like a woman with a good figure dancing a bewitching dance with her bare ~ feet.

"It's useless, isn't there enough blood?" The fat man said and grabbed Zhu Beichen's wrist, pressed it and squeezed out a few drops of blood.

"Damn, fat man. You want my life, I don't have much blood left. ”

As soon as Zhu Beichen cursed, the fat man motioned for him to pay attention to the ghost seal.

Sure enough, the ghost seal changed.

The surface of the clean and immaculate seal was slowly ingesting blood, and as the blood dripping on the ghost seal's body was ingested drop by drop, the crystal body of the ghost seal was gradually dyed red with blood.

A trace of blood bloomed in the ghost seal, and a thick and majestic aura followed.

Both of them could feel the unsurging power in the ghost seal, and the cold yin qi of Sen Senran was about to come out.

The fat man was infected by this breath and yawned unconsciously, how could there be such a heavy yin qi, what is the origin of this ancient seal?

The cold air hit his face, Zhu Beichen didn't say a word, grabbed the handle and picked up the ghost seal.

The arm went numb in an instant, and a strong electric bolt was suddenly transmitted along the arm to the whole body.

The sudden change made Zhu Beichen's head feel like he had been hit hard, and he felt dizzy in front of him, and a wave of memories that were both familiar and unfamiliar poured into his mind.

After half a ring, Zhu Beichen seemed to be reborn, his entire momentum changed in vain, and his face showed an extremely confident expression: Ghost Seal, I know how to use it.

The ancient memories in the Inheritance Ghost Seal gradually became clear in Zhu Beichen's mind, and his expression became more and more strange.

Ghost Seal, July paid attention to Zhu Beichen as if he was a completely different person, and what he was holding in his hand was the Ghost Seal he had obtained in the Rain Smoke Pavilion before: did he know how to use it?

The moment the ghost seal was activated, Qijian also felt the strong yin qi at the same time.

That feeling, like tens of thousands of ghosts gathering, is terrifying.

Qijian couldn't figure out how Zhu Beichen could have such a yin and evil thing on his body.

"Tong Bingyang!" Zhu Beichen held the ghost seal tightly in one hand and shouted loudly.

In the palm of his hand, the ghost seal kept shaking, and the ghost seal where thousands of souls gathered was swirling with extremely cold yin qi, and the restless resentful spirits were restless.

The phantom shadow in mid-air faded, and the rapid loss of her soul made her weak, and she looked at Zhu Beichen blankly.

His eyes were full of despair, resentment, helplessness, and wandering.

His lips squirmed slightly, but he couldn't spit out a word.

But Zhu Beichen understood, and his mouth was clearly begging: Save me.

The form of the corpse is getting lighter and lighter, and it is estimated that it will be sucked up after a while.

Bu Gu was intimidated by Zhu Beichen, slowed down his body, and turned around quietly.

His attention was focused on the ghost seal held by Zhu Beichen, as if he felt the huge yin soul qi contained in the ghost seal.

With a chance to breathe, he glanced at Zhu Beichen gratefully, and immediately disappeared.

"The ghost seal is Zhuge Kongming's ghost seal." The consciousness of the immortal bones was restored, and the chill of the ghost seal made him completely sober.

The cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the ghost seal in Zhu Beichen's hand, and a touch of greed flashed quickly.

Shifting, the body of the bone does not dissolve and loses its trace in place. In the next second, he appeared directly in front of Zhu Beichen.

The moment he appeared, Zhu Beichen couldn't reach it, and he was punched by the bones, and when he fell, he was still dragging the trembling ghost seal.

In the era when Tong Bingyang lived, few people knew that Zhuge Kongming always had a mysterious ghost seal hidden by his side, and he was one of those who knew it.

Before his death, among the objects that could enter his magic eyes, this ghost seal occupied a great position. In particular, Tong Bingyang's body turned into a corpse, and he paid more attention to the ghost seal that gathered the resentment of the yin soul of heaven and earth.

Lying on the ground on his side, Zhu Beichen's eyes happened to fall on the group of human-shaped inscriptions on the body of the ghost seal: it seems to be ancient yoga, and the posture and gestures are really similar to yoga, but they are so weird.

The pressure was like a tide, and he walked step by step, stretched out one arm, and his eyes were directed at the ghost seal.

Zhu Beichen's face sank, and a cruel sneer appeared in his eyes: "Hehe, do you want it?" Take it if you want. ”

With a casual throw, the ghost seal crossed an arc in the air and flew towards the immortal bone.

The ghost seal was close in front of him, and he couldn't hold back the excitement of undulating fluctuations in his ugly face, and the pungent smell of rotting corpses became stronger.

The trail flashed, and I saw a phantom shadow appear in mid-air, catching the ghost seal accurately and in time.

As soon as the immortal bones hit the ground, before he could open his mouth to express his joy, the arm holding the ghost seal ignited with bursts of smoke, and the smell of scorching rotten flesh dissipated with the black smoke.

"Ah~" is not like a scream of human voice, and the intense pain runs through the heart.

Han Qingxin, who was stuck in his throat, sneered happily: "Stupid thing, do you know that it hurts?" ”

Zhu Beichen struggled to get up and smiled proudly. This is the level suppression that Yan said, it seems that the yin qi possessed by this ghost seal is so pure that even the immortal bones transformed by the yin qi and the body cannot withstand it.

At this time, Zhu Beichen was even more careless, and immediately posed for the inscription on the ghost seal.

His posture is too strange to others, holding his head in one hand, standing with his left foot upright, his right leg resting on his left leg, and bowing 90 degrees forward.

But with Zhu Beichen's posture, the blood in his body slowly flowed through every vein, and the tendons throughout his body became extremely smooth.

A demonic blood-colored red light circulated in his eyes, and an invisible wave of qi slowly swirled around Zhu Beichen.