By picking up the star wings, Xiao Cong came to the bottom of the big pit, and with his right hand, he took out a low-level spirit stone and threw it out vigorously, the spirit stone drew a graceful arc and jingled the bell to the ground, rebounded a few times and stood still, the front was still quiet, like a painting.

Although after the temptation, he learned that there was no danger, but Xiao Cong still took out the Beidou and held it tightly in his hand, an imperial puppet sacrifice sealed with the spirit of the Hades King, one of the seven ancient sacrifices, or the great sacrifice of the Wuma clan back then.

There was a slight sound of wind passing by his ears, Xiao Cong's complexion changed abruptly, as if he was facing a great enemy, this inexplicable yin wind was more cold than the cold air around him, this was a horror from the soul, of course he knew what this yin wind was.

He improved the spiritual sense that had been exerted to the greatest extent again, holding the Beidou Sword with both hands, and the wisps of Heavenly Dao True Power were injected into the Beidou Sword, and the blade of the sword gradually had a silver-white light flowing, and the fine arc was terrifying, and the yin wind kept moving rapidly around his body, uncertain, like a shadow, it was the witch spirit that the Wu Ma family left here to protect as the emperor's puppet sacrifice, and the strength was probably around the river crossing realm, but because it was a ghost and a ghostly yin thing, he had practiced the "Heavenly Dao Treasure Book" since he was a child Xiao Cong has an innate advantage here, and with the strength of the middle stage of the Star Picking Realm, he can also fight to the death!

But the enemy is dark and I am bright, and if you want to destroy this erratic ghostly yin thing, you naturally have to spend more thought.

Xiao Cong's mind was full of thoughts, while being cautious and guarded, while considering the plan to control the enemy in his heart, try to ask from childhood to adulthood for more than 16 years, he has seen a lot of ghosts and demons, but this legendary witch spirit, he is indeed the first time to encounter, he has encountered a strange and strange thing before, relying on the books he read before in Tiandaoxuan There are many well-documented, but about the Wuma family that has been destroyed for millions of years, except for the words about the "Heaven Covering Sacrifice" seen in an ancient book, the others really don't know anything.

As for the witch spirit born in various sacrifices, the first time he heard about it was not long ago in the mouth of Lin Shuling in the city lord's mansion, but with his extensive knowledge, it should be deduced that the witch spirits born in different sacrifices must be different, or what are the seven ancient sacrifices for! Now he can only pin his hopes on the seemingly eternal yin and yang that can be used to suppress the witch spirit with the most powerful and domineering "Heavenly Dao Treasure Book".

"The witch spirit who crossed the river realm, I don't know if the spirit has been born, and I don't know if I have cultivated any magical powers, if I can smoothly set up the soul detention array without disturbing me, then I can detain it together, but this thing is easier said than done, the soul detention array to be built this time is much more difficult than the one built at the foot of the holy mountain before!"

Xiao Cong continued to bow forward with the sword in both hands, the witch spirit was still wandering around him, ethereal as the wind, unpredictable, as far as Xiao Cong knew, this kind of magic power had to be achieved after leaving the Yang Realm, and at this time, it should be itself by the witch spirit of the river crossing realm

The innate attributes carried, if in the process of real confrontation, may not be able to conjure such speed.

Gradually, Xiao Cong faintly noticed that the witch spirit's speed had slowed down, and he knew what it meant—the old ghost didn't have much patience anymore.

Suddenly, the wind came suddenly, Xiao Cong slashed a sword, and the blade of the sword seemed to have touched something, and in a blasting sound, a puff of white smoke rose from the blade of the sword, and a wave of reaction pushed it, shaking Xiao Cong back a long distance.

Xiao Cong stabilized his body, grinning for a while, the Beidou Sword failed to come out of his hand, but the mouth of the tiger in both hands was fiercely painful, both arms were numb, and then looking at the blade of the Beidou Sword, there were a few gaps!

Xiao Cong pursed his lips, swallowed hard, and damaged the physical object with his soul, this is not something that ordinary ghosts can do, and it is still a real work from the hand of Zhong Liqiu, a refining master! From this point of view, this time it was really kicked on the iron plate.

Xiao Cong hurriedly threw away the Beidou Sword, and took out the Zhuxian Sword with a flip of his right hand.

Inexplicably, I seem to hear someone say "Huh?".

Xiao Cong shook his head, for fear that it was the other party's ****, but then another surprise scared him to death, and the voice came into his ears very clearly, not like a trance like spiritual consciousness.

"Heavenly Dao Treasure Book, Zhu Immortal, descendant of Heavenly Dao Weng?"

Rao is Xiao Cong, who thinks he is full of determination, is also a little stunned at this time, after all, since he left Tiandao Xuan, every time he has something to do with his master Tiandao Weng, he has to lose half of his life, but as the saying goes, if you lose people, you don't lose the battle, even if you are scared in your heart, you still have to be ashamed at this time.

"What the hell are you, and you deserve to mention my master's name!"

The witch spirit did not laugh angrily, and said:

"The little doll is so bold, and she is still hard-mouthed when she dies, even if your master is a heavenly daoweng, the tiger father has no dogs, and the famous teacher is a high apprentice, with the temperament of the heavenly daoweng, you die on the plain, that is a lack of ability, what, the old man still has to break the casserole to compete in the end?"

Hearing this, Xiao Cong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but anyone who is familiar with Tiandao Weng knows that this old man is the most protective of his shortcomings, and this old ghost who doesn't know the truth is here to open his mouth, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue! And listening to this, it seems that he is really a little jealous, the most important thing is that this old ghost doesn't know that Tiandao Weng has already returned to Dongsheng Xiandu.

Xiao Cong sneered a few times and said contemptuously:

"Don't pretend to be familiar with my master, you've been here for so long, you haven't been out in years. ”

The voice sighed faintly, with some self-pity and said:

"yes, it's been hundreds of thousands of years, and I don't want to stay here......"

Xiao Cong sneered a few times, feeling that this scene was a little too fake,

"Then why don't you leave?"

The voice snorted softly:

"Let's go, how to go! There is an emperor's spirit seal on it, can I escape!"

Xiao Cong was slightly surprised when he heard this,

"Why, even you have to be suppressed by this Emperor Spirit Seal?"

As soon as these words came out, I heard the voice scolding:

“

Huangkou Xiao'er, you know what a fart! The King of Hades has already been sealed by the imperial puppet sacrifice, so the emperor spirit seal is used to suppress him, and the mother is clearly used to suppress me! This group of dog-day witch horse families, do you really think Lao Tzu doesn't know what their intentions are?"

Xiao Cong is petrified, if you say that the Heavenly Dao Weng who is holding the Zhuxian Sword, it must have been many years ago, so this old ghost should be an existence that has been nearly 300,000 years old, how can you listen to this tone, you don't even have the demeanor of a master.

Xiao Cong smiled,

"Since you hate the Wuma family so much, why do you still work for them? Why don't you let me break this imperial puppet sacrifice and rescue the Hades King, so that you can vent your evil anger. ”

But the voice agreed very cheerfully,

"Okay, I'll help you, but we have to say ugly things in front, come and don't be rude, I help you with one thing, you have to help me with one thing, or I can be anxious with you!"

Xiao Cong smiled contemptuously,

"What's the matter, do you want me to take you out of this Emperor Spirit Seal? I don't necessarily have that much ability. ”

The voice laughed and mocked unscrupulously:

"Boy, don't think you're very smart, I haven't thought about what I want you to help me for the time being, so keep in mind first, as for this Emperor Spirit Seal, since you can't bring me with you, then don't think about it. ”

Xiao Cong thought about it, it seems that this is really the reason, whether the suppression of the Emperor Spirit Seal is targeted, since this old ghost can't escape, then even if he destroys the imperial puppet sacrifice, the King of Hades will definitely not be able to escape.

This thing is really troublesome to say, a witch spirit with the strength of crossing the river realm, it must be a scourge to let it out, if you let others know that this old ghost was released by him, then the forces of all sides in the Xuanzhen Realm will be even more justified in their verbal criticism and pursuit of him!

No, even if you don't save the Hades King, you can't let this guy out, otherwise, he's sorry for the master who has cultivated him for many years.

But the previous promise to return three points of the soul power of the King of the Underworld also had to be counted, and he Xiao Cong was a dignified seven-foot man, and he broke his word and became fat, wouldn't he become an open-mouthed country girl? Besides, it won't sound good to spread in the future.

"If only this old ghost could not harm the common people after he goes out. He thought to himself.

The witch spirit on the opposite side seemed to be aware of Xiao Cong's careful thoughts, and said with a hearty smile:

"Boy, don't grind and chirp like a girl, Lao Tzu knows what you are tinkering with in your flowery intestines, you can rest assured, Lao Tzu will never do anything to mourn the conscience after he goes out, and he will never say that it is your kid who let Lao Tzu out, although Lao Tzu is a ghost who can't see the light, but he is definitely hard to chase when he speaks, and he will definitely not be worse than the former sages and saints in your mouths. ”

Xiao Cong raised his expressionless face and said suspiciously:

"A spit and a pit? Then you spit and I'll see. ”

Then he didn't wait for the voice to answer, and went down, although he was not afraid of the old ghost sneaking up on him, but he still had the vigilance, but what the old ghost said, he believed

Half, but only half, after all, the innate nature of things is there, and he is still very skeptical about whether the old ghost will harm the common people.

He looked up again and asked in a straight voice:

"How can you ensure that you won't harm the common people after you go out, and there is no replenishment of your soul, how can you improve your cultivation and how can you survive?"

The voice smiled, and it sounded a little lower,

"It's been more than 100,000 years, I've been trapped under this emperor's spirit seal, am I starving to death? No, in the eyes of the Wuma family, I was an accident, so I can be suppressed here to guard the imperial puppet sacrifice, but the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooking, and when the matter of the King of Hades is over, the Wuma family finds that I haven't dissipated yet, so I should unload the mill and kill the donkey." He laughed to himself.

"Then what are you going to do when you go out?" Xiao Cong's face was still as solemn as Fang Cai, and his eyes stared straight at the void in front of him.

The voice first sighed faintly, and then said angrily:

"Do something good first, and when the merit is complete, then you can be reincarnated!"

Xiao Cong pursed his lips and looked at it blankly for a while, then stroked the bridge of his nose with his right hand, scrubbed it for a long time, put down his hand, and said lightly:

"I'm sorry, I still can't trust you. ”

The voice replied calmly,

"Normal. ”

"That ......"

"Let's go, you can't break the Emperor's Spirit Seal, even if you break the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, it's useless, but it will attract the people of the Wuma family, and then you can run, and I and the King of Hades will suffer." ”

"You're not going to kill me?" Xiao Cong asked tentatively.

The voice laughed at itself,

"Kill you, Tiandao Weng knows that he can't let my soul fly away, I can't touch his moldy head, even if it is planted in the hands of the Wuma family, it is much better than planting it in the hands of that old man!"

Xiao Cong raised his eyebrows involuntarily, turned around and walked towards the pit wall without looking back.

The voice shouted behind him:

"Hey, boy, you really gave up like this, you just believe what the old man can do once!"

Xiao Cong was silent, and his speed did not increase or decrease.

But when I heard the old ghost sigh to himself, he said weakly:

"Boy, you stop, I have a way to promise you that you will never do anything against your family when you go out. ”

Xiao Cong stopped, turned around slowly, and said teasingly:

"Oh, if you have any tricks from your predecessors, you might as well tell me about them. ”

A gust of wind carried a little dust in front of him, and Xiao Cong took two steps back out of instinct.

The old ghost didn't mind this, but just said loudly:

"Since you have studied under Yu Tiandao Xuan, you naturally know that the true power of the Heavenly Dao refined in the "Heavenly Dao Treasure Book" is the most taboo for a dry ghost thing, if you still know some methods of controlling spirits, you can use the method of controlling spirits to inject the true power of heavenly dao into the underworld root of my current soul, as long as you are willing, you can let my soul fly and annihilate at any time. ”

Xiao Cong didn't speak, and he didn't even move his eyes.

The voice snorted coldly and said in a suppressed voice:

"Boy, don't always be suspicious and don't believe anyone, how tired you are to live like this, but all souls have a dark root, and the place where the dark root is the life gate of the soul, you

A person who came out of Tiandao Xuan wouldn't even believe this!"

Leaning less, Xiao Cong smiled,

"Didn't the Wuma family rely on this to restrain you?"

The voice whispered:

"The Wuma family is not, they have a more mysterious method, they can make the witch spirit completely under their control without erasing the witch spirit, and their research on the spirit body is far from what you and I can imagine. ”

"Then when they find out that you have escaped, you will not be able to escape the clutches. ”

The old ghost's voice was even lower,

"I'm not afraid to tell you, there are really people in this world who can crack the Wu Ma family's method of controlling the spirit, have you heard of Xuanyuan? As long as I find the Xuanyuan family, I can get rid of the shackles of the Wu Ma family, what I lack is just time. ”

"Why can the Xuanyuan family crack the Wu Ma family's spirit control method?" Xiao Cong said with a slight surprise.

The old ghost said in an old-fashioned manner:

"Since ancient times, witch doctors have no family, compared to the study of mortal beings, the Xuanyuan family is better than the Wuma family, this is the reason why the witch horse assisted Huangfu to destroy and defeat Xuanyuan and Dugu, in order to compete for the first place in the world. ”

"Who the hell are you. Xiao Cong's tone was not shocked, but he always felt a little cold when he listened.

The old ghost was silent for a long time, and then sighed faintly,

"It doesn't matter who I am, even if I say it, you definitely don't know, the important thing is to keep me in your hands, it will be good for you, I don't know what you want the spirit of the Hades King to do, but as long as it is not used to obliterate it, my weight will definitely be much heavier than his, this is left here, believe it or not. ”

Xiao Cong frowned again and pondered for a moment, and then said:

"If the Xuanyuan family can break the mystical techniques left by the Wuma family on your soul, then it can also break the true power of the Heavenly Dao that I left on your underworld......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the old ghost deny:

"This is a bad statement, not to mention the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao Weng They dare not touch it, just talking about the Xuanyuan family's inheritance of hanging pots to help the world without asking for anything in return, they will never lead the Heavenly Dao True Power that you left on my Spiritual Root, then again, I will take your Heavenly Dao True Power to ask for people, but it will be a big bend than before!"

Xiao Cong shook his head, and was very sure of the old ghost's almost heartfelt words, he smiled slightly,

"Then it's settled. ”

There was not much joy in the old ghost's voice, but he replied with some exhaustion:

"Well, that's it. ”

"Then let's get started. ”

Not long after Xiao Cong's words fell, a pitch-black shadow in front of him began to slowly conjure, burly and tall, two heads taller than him.

Xiao Cong smiled and asked:

"Are you ready?"

The old ghost's tone was quite impatient,

"Without further ado, come on!"

Xiao Cong seemed to be smiling, slowly closed his eyes, put his right hand to his mouth, muttered for a long time, and then stretched out his right hand to the dark shadow void, and a golden streamer rushed out from his fingertips like this, and landed on the crotch of the dark shadow - that unspeakable place.

A majestic roar came from the dark shadow

Zi suddenly came out, straight to Xiao Han shook the sky full of gray clouds, a long time before it stopped, hiding in the sheepskin tent Hongxiang heard the sound, got out of the tent and rushed to the edge of the pit, saw the safe and sound Xiao Cong and the tall and burly dark shadow in front of him, dumbfounded for a moment shocked and difficult to control, as if he had lost his soul.

Xiao Cong, who was standing opposite the dark shadow in the big pit, waited quietly like this, and after a long time passed after the majestic roar, he heard that the old ghost was half-dead and weak:

"The legendary Lighting Charm, boy, you're ruthless. ”

Xiao Cong smiled, angry and angry:

"The seniors have thought a lot, about the spirit control of the younger generations will only be this one, since the seniors are eager to escape, and there is such a good idea, the younger generations will not let you down, the seniors rest assured, this lamp spell is very familiar to the juniors, as long as the seniors cooperate carefully, in the hands of the juniors, it will not be as terrible as the legend. ”

The old ghost just snorted coldly, turned into a gust of wind again, and blew towards the imperial puppet sacrifice.

Xiao Cong smiled coldly again, turned his head, and continued to walk towards the pit wall.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~