When the weak king saw Shen Yulin's soul whip coming, he just raised his hand lightly and grabbed the whip. As soon as the weak king turned around, Shen Yulin was thrown out two or three feet away.

The weak king jumped to Shen Yulin's side with a whip, and actually used his way to treat his body, and used the soul whip to whip Shen Yulin!

Shen Yulin howled in pain, shrunk into a ball on the ground like a hedgehog, and rolled endlessly.

The cat demon hurriedly drove more than a dozen straw beauties to surround Shen Yulin to prevent him from whipping again.

The weak king raised his whip and whipped it towards the straw beauty. With a "pop", the straw beauties were not broken and scattered, but they all fell down like the straw cut down by farmers in the autumn harvest paddy field. The Soul Whip can deter the soul and drive away the dead corpse, the straw beauty is just a cat demon clone attached to the control, not as close as the human body and the human soul, where can the whip of the Soul Whip be guarded?

Although the whip whipped on the straw beauty's body, the cat demon also rolled and let out a terrible scream, as if the whip was whipped on its body.

Shen Yulin and the cat demon, who had high hopes, were instantly defeated by the weak king, and they had no power to fight back, which surprised Grandpa and Luo Buzhai.

When the cat demon rolled, the remaining straw beauty swayed and almost fell on the spot. Fortunately, the cat demon quickly recovered, and those straw beauties who were almost about to fall to the ground barely stood up. But even if he stood up, his speed and momentum were far inferior to just now.

Luo Buzhai exclaimed: "This is the strength of the ancestor level!" It's twice as powerful as the last time we saw it! ”

Grandpa nodded: "Although it is still a little stiff, its flexibility has surpassed ordinary people." ”

The strength of the weak Lang King is no longer the same as when he was in the Radish Village, but Luo Buzhai is no longer the Abba Xu he used to be, there is no ghost that can be controlled, although the strength of the grandfather has increased greatly, but he has no achievements in dealing with the weak Lang. And that Ze Sheng doesn't seem to have any special abilities in other areas except for being able to peek at other people's dreams while they are sleeping. It is even more impossible for Zhu Laozi and Li Xiaocheng to contribute anything when dealing with the weak king.

Seeing that several of them still had a cat and a bamboo slip to capture the weak king, the situation instantly turned into the weak king abusing and killing them.

Ze Sheng said fiercely: "I thought we were swords just now, but in the blink of an eye, how did we become fish and meat that can be slaughtered by others?" I'm a great Guerga clan, and I can't die here! With that, he took down the dreamcatcher behind him.

Luo Buzhai said curiously: "Could it be that his net can still catch the weak king?" ”

Zesheng disassembled the net from the handle, then took off his coat and rolled it up above the handle. He waved the handle, and his coat unfolded, turning into a triangular yellow dragon flag.

It turned out that there was other embroidery on the inside of his clothes, which was usually invisible to others.

He waved the triangular yellow dragon flag and shouted something that others could not understand.

Daddy guessed that he was shouting in Manchu.

As soon as Ze Sheng's voice fell, Grandpa heard a chaotic sound of horses' hooves, which seemed to be coming from all directions.

When the weak king heard the sound of horses' hooves, he looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening.

Soon, a group of soldiers on large horses and carrying broadswords rushed out like fierce gods, followed by a hundred and ten infantry with various weapons. The soldier on horseback raised his sword and slashed at the weak king.

The weak king quickly recovered from his daze and jumped up to dodge the sword and gun.

Luo Buzhai was overjoyed and said, "Yo, I didn't expect you to have this trick!" Why didn't you do it sooner? ”

Grandpa was not overjoyed, but sad. He saw several familiar faces in the group of soldiers. Those were the faces he and Hong Xide saw on the way back to Thrush Village from Hongjiaduan. They are not human guardians, but resentful spirits from the underworld.

From Dayun Mountain to Thrush Village, Grandpa never saw Ze Sheng mention this matter, nor did he show that he had the ability to do so. If he hadn't thought he was dying at this point, he would have gone into hiding. He can mobilize the army of the undead, but he still has to succumb to a small place like Thrush Village, this kind of forbearance, this kind of waiting, so that Grandpa can't help but worry.

But fortunately, he still has this hand, which caught the weak king off guard.

Grandpa and Luo Buzhai hurriedly rushed forward to save Shen Yulin, who was rolling.

Shen Yulin was also taken aback when he saw the sudden Yin soldiers. He chases out corpses and needs to recall the mutilated souls of the dead, with the help of which the stiff corpses move. The last time he was in the deserted cemetery of Hongjiaduan, the mutilated souls of thirty or forty corpses he recalled were already bleeding from his mouth and nose, almost exceeding his limit. And how could he not be surprised that this Ze Sheng of the Guerjia clan could easily summon an army with a complete soul? This is already an astronomical amount for him, and he may still not be able to match it if he tries hard for the rest of his life.

However, even if it was eye-catching, Zesheng, who seemed to see temporary hope, failed to reverse the disadvantage.

The weak king just dodged for a moment, and then raised the dementor whip again and whipped it towards the Yin soldiers. The Yin soldiers were extinguished.

Even Shen Yulin, who had a body attached to him, couldn't withstand the whipping of the soul whip, let alone a Yin soldier who had no attachment. The weak king waved his whip again and again, and several approaching Yin soldiers were drawn to pieces.

Seeing that the summoned Yin soldiers were all wiped out by the weak king like targets, Ze Sheng hurriedly turned the triangular yellow dragon flag a few times, rolled up the flag, and shouted an incomprehensible Manchu language. The Yin soldiers immediately turned their horses around and retreated in a hurry. He himself was on the verge of slipping.

Seeing that there was no obstacle in front of him, the weak king jumped directly towards his grandfather, wanting to take his father's life.

Seeing this, Ze Sheng shouted, "Mr. Luo, why don't you come forward to resist? You are the outer body of the dead! Even if you are touched by the weak king, you will be fine! ”

These words made Luo Buzhai and his father like a thunderbolt from the sky!

"The outer body of the dead?" Luo Buzhai looked at Ze Sheng with round eyes.

Zesheng shouted, "You were already dead when you were plotted by that beggar!" Your corpse is still in the radish village! But the soul escaped and became an outer body! Now that everyone has done their best, why don't you try your outer body? You can catch the weak king when you are in the radish village! ”

Grandpa woke up to the fact that Zesheng had already understood Luo Buzhai's details clearly.

When Luo Buzhai met his grandfather in the three provinces of Jiming, he was suspicious of his father's statement, but unfortunately he couldn't prove it, so he believed his father's well-intentioned lies. At this time, Ze Sheng told the truth in one breath, and Luo Buzhai, who was not very sure, suddenly woke up like a dream.

"Don't take his word for it!" Grandpa didn't care about the weak king at this time, and he was running towards him, and shouted at Luo Buzhai.

But this sentence has no effect.

Luo Buzhai instantly figured out the reason why his father asked him to stay away from Radish Village, asked him to change his name and surname, and asked him to be careful of Zesheng. Horror spread across his face.

Ze Sheng's words were like an invisible soul whip, which was accurately drawn on Luo Buzhai's body.

Luo Buzhai's figure suddenly disappeared like the Yin soldier just now.

At this moment, a voice sounded, as majestic and melodious as the bell of the old temple in the mountains, clear and solemn. The straw and dust on the ground suddenly flew like a strong wind. Everyone had to raise their arms to cover their eyes. The cat demon's fur was blown and rolled over, but it seemed quiet, listening to the voice. The bamboo slip was blown into an unknown corner along with the straw.

Suddenly, Grandpa felt dizzy in his head, and the scene in front of him turned into countless ghosts. There are countless more houses in front of me, and there are countless more roads under our feet. Daddy didn't know which way to go.

After this dizziness, Grandpa looked ahead again, and the voices of other people could still be heard, but they could no longer see their people, even the weak king was gone. The road under your feet was completely unfamiliar, and there were five or six forks in the road in front of you that stretched in different directions.

Ghost hits the wall! These three words popped up in Grandpa's heart.

The ghost doesn't appear when it hits the wall, but it appears at this time. Grandpa, who originally wanted to choose a way to escape, didn't know which direction to run in at this time.

The sound like the bell of the old temple continued, shaking my father's ears and buzzing. But Grandpa could already hear that it was a long voice of ninety-one days. Grandpa had stayed in Dayun Mountain for forty-one days, and then he had no contact with Jiuyi, so he could distinguish the voice of Jiuyi.

Grandpa remembered that when he first entered the meditation, he heard the sound that led him out of the meditation, and saw the scene in front of him again, and guessed that the scene at this time was transformed into a long time. When I thought about it, I was no longer impatient. Daddy stood still, waiting for the sound to fade away, for the illusion to disappear.

Sure enough, after a while, the illusion in front of him disappeared, and the original house, the original road, and the original people appeared in front of him. But the weak king and Luo Buzhai are gone. Everyone else is at a loss, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what just happened.

At this moment, Captain Jiuyi walked out of the corridor between the two houses.

"Where is the weak king?" Shen Yulin asked.

Captain Jiuyi walked up to Shen Yulin, pressed his hand on his forehead, and nodded: "It's okay, it's okay, the three souls and seven spirits are still there." ”

"Thank you for the rescue." Daddy said.

Jiuyi waved his hand and said, "I'm just using contemplation to lead it astray and let it get lost temporarily, and I can't cause any substantial harm to it." My contemplation is to the weak king what a ghost is to you. In the future, you will have to do your own things. There are some things you shouldn't do, and I advise you to give up. "Meditation is a method that can only be cultivated after entering a certain foundation, and visualization allows the practitioner to see scenes that he cannot normally see, so that the body, mind and spirit can be purified, but because the scenes that appear are varied and varied, it is also easy to enter the side and evil doors, so he should be extremely cautious when cultivating.

The ninety-one elders can use their contemplation to let others see the imaginary scenes, which shows the depth of their cultivation skills.

"I'll have to do my own things in the future, I know that. What should not be done? Daddy asked.

"Don't look for Xiaomi. You can't find it. Jiuyi said with a long expression of pain.