He Lingjiang and Pei Yu were hidden in a remote place, and the attendant of the witch temple carried a bamboo sedan chair into a palace room, and after about half a cup of tea, the people inside came out again, and the bamboo sedan chair was already empty.

The Great Witch stayed here for retreat, and it was naturally not good for the idle people to stay here again.

The witch attendant waved his hand, and the two attendants went outside, and as they walked away, the dungeon suddenly fell silent.

The stone door of the palace was only slightly hidden, and a beam of light poured out obliquely.

She gestured to Pei You, signaling him to stay where he was for a while, and then she held back her breath and quietly approached the stone gate.

Through the crack in the stone door, you can see the situation inside.

The palace was brightly lit, and in addition to the oil lamps on the walls, hundreds of candles on the lamp stands on both sides had also been lit.

On the high platform in the middle, there is a statue of a god, about half a person high, with a solemn expression and kind eyes, which is the god worshiped by the desolate tribe.

In front of the statue of the god, there is a long eucalyptus, on which are placed drums, waist bells, whips and other magic instruments.

In the middle of the stone room, a huge circular formation was drawn on the ground, and the great witch in a wide robe and coat was now standing in it, looking up at the idol in front of him.

Her voice was a little hoarse in her old voice: "It's all arranged?" ”

The witch waiter bowed his head and replied, "Don't worry, the witch is in order, I will invite the witch to come tonight, and then you can act." ”

Da Wu replied lightly, she walked around the stone room, and sure enough, she saw that all the utensils needed in it were available, so she nodded with satisfaction, and then sat down on a futon in the middle of the formation, slowly closed her eyes, and waved her hand: "Go, I'll meditate and pranayama first." ”

Later, I'm afraid I'm going to exhaust all her energy.

He Lingjiang looked through the light, and under the bright light, the gray look on her face retreated slightly, although there was exhaustion in her voice, it was not as weak and powerless as she had shown in front of everyone before, and she was eager to return at any time.

He Lingjiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, this barren man's body is now a little dilapidated, but it will not be killed in a short period of time, in this case, why do you need to make it look like you will die soon, and you have to move to the underground palace tonight?

Inside the stone room, the sorcerer received the order, and then turned around and walked outside, He Ling Jiang hurriedly turned around to avoid it and hid in the dark.

Before the sorcerer left, he didn't forget to close the stone door for her, and watched the stone door slowly close in front of him, and He Lingjiang didn't step forward to open it without permission.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the witch will also come here tonight, He Ling Jiang was curious, what is this desolate witch, the female envoy of the Divine Palace, connecting with the people around her, what is he planning?

Tytuus had previously said that when the desolate tribe was in turmoil a few years ago, the desolate man and witch were only in the witch temple and did not participate in the fighting.

But when He Lingjiang saw her face, he knew that he had said it wrong.

In that turmoil, Da Wu didn't just participate in it, I'm afraid that this sudden battle was all planned by her, right?

It's just that, from beginning to end, she never showed her face in front of the wilderness.

On the wasteland, after she killed the leader of the rebels, she first attracted countless desolate people to chase and kill, and then there were people from the Divine Palace, who led a good hand to follow her in the shadows, and after she got rid of the desolate pursuers, she turned over again and again, and was about to take her down.

Wave after wave of pursuits, she originally thought that this force belonged to the Desolate Man and the Divine Palace, and both just happened to chase and kill the same her.

But now it seems that the pursuit of the desolate people may not have been planned by the female Pleiades in the morning, what she wants is to exhaust her energy, and then take advantage of the weakness to enter and use spells to take her body.

As for her serious illness now, He Ling Jiang also had a guess in his heart.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural way of heaven, and the art of seizing and giving up is to forcibly let the life that should not be born, and the death of the person who should not die.

But those who dare to go against the grain will not be counterattacked, punished by the way of heaven, and will end miserably.

This technique, also by the Xuanmen as an evil art, forbidden arts, not to be taught, not to learn, now is only existing in the ancient books of the spell, can get a glimpse of the doorway, can be said to be very few.

It's a pity that He Lingjiang was more unlucky, so he met such a person, and he asked someone to take his body away with a careless question.

The technique of seizing and giving up is not simple, even if someone can perform this technique, but between the original owner and the host, there are strict restrictions between the eight characters of birth and the bloodline of the life grid.

For powerful people, if they really want to carry out the art of seizing and giving up, it is naturally possible to succeed among the blood relatives who are in harmony with the eight characters.

And once this technique is cast, it is very likely that if you don't notice it, you will be aware of it by the Heavenly Dao, and bring the disaster of killing yourself and destroying your soul.

After all, everyone is afraid of death to life, if this technique is really so simple, wouldn't all the mystics in the world be able to sacrifice the bodies of others and continue to practice when their life spans are at the end of their lives.

But even so, there are still some crooked-minded warlocks who want to follow some crooked evil methods, and think of deceiving the way of heaven to satisfy their selfish desires.

At that time, the female dormitory forcibly performed a spell on herself, dragging her soul out of her body, and then moved the soul of the woman who was obviously dying to her own body.

Princess Yongmu, who occupied her body, had just seen her in Yingdu before, and she looked very good, and there was no sign of being counterattacked.

But obviously, the female Pleiades envoy who performed this technique for her was not so lucky, and these diseases on her body now are afraid that they are the fruits of backlash, right?

He Lingjiang saw that she had cast the spell before, and knew that the other cultivators were witches, and the witch family also had a method of seizing away and transferring souls, but even if she had other means to cover up and deceive, the backlash of the forbidden spell was not something she could bear.

Now it is vomiting blood, showing a loss of qi and blood, serious illness and difficult to heal, although it can't die for a while, but it can be slowly grinded like this, and it is a matter of time before his life is lost.

Moreover, this situation was barely obtained by her concealment, if the Heavenly Dao was fully aware of it, but in an instant, she, a person who acted against the sky, would no longer exist.

He Lingjiang's eyes narrowed slightly.

There was movement at the gate of the dungeon, and it was the sorcerer who had come with the witch of Soya.

He Lingjiang hid in the dark, and then he saw the appearance of the witch, and now she looked sad, obviously sad for the great witch to move to the underground palace.

She followed the witch attendant all the way to the palace, and when the stone door opened, she saw the big witch sitting cross-legged in the middle of the palace, so she knelt on the ground with a "poof", and tears flowed down involuntarily: "Master......"

The Great Witch lifted his eyelids and said slowly, "What? Is it reluctant to Master? ”

Soya held back her tears and looked up at her: "Master's illness, there is really no way?" Obviously she already had an answer in her heart, but she still asked unwillingly.

The corners of Da Wu's lips curled slightly, stood up, walked slowly in front of her, and stroked her tearful cheeks: "If there is a way to save me, Soya, are you willing?" ”

Suoya's eyes couldn't help but widen, and she realized that after Xu Qi's pranayama, Master's complexion was obviously much better now.

She was happy in her heart: "Suoya is naturally willing, as long as I can save Master, I am willing to do anything!" ”

Da Wu smiled slightly, and his voice was kind: "Good boy......"

Her palm brushed over the top of Soya's head, and then landed on the back of her neck, only to hear a muffled grunt, and Soya, who had been kneeling in front of her, fell softly.