Ding Yuanshan immediately took out a black jade bottle, stretched out his hand, and with a stroke of mana, the corpses of these tortured young people with no skin melted faster.

The disgusting viscous liquid that the flesh and blood of the corpse turned into immediately had black gas disperse, and this black gas condensed but did not disperse, turning into more than a dozen black snakes and burrowing into the jade bottle that the Inspector was taking out.

The black gas drilled into the jade bottle, turning into half a bottle of black water, looking in through the mouth of the bottle, and from time to time you could see resentful grimaces floating in the black water.

Seeing Ding Yuanshan squinting his eyes and looking through the mouth of the bottle, these fourteen grimaces screamed miserably, and a little yin wind emerged from this half bottle of black water.

Feeling the resentment coming from the bottle, the black water was agitated, and the bottle body began to vibrate, the blue-faced and ugly Ding Yuanshan smiled contemptuously, and immediately took out the bottle cap and capped it, and then urged the mana to immediately seal all the abnormalities of the container.

The middle-aged warlock of the evil sect put the bottle into his arms and took out a silver dagger, the blade of which had a cold light on it, which was obviously very sharp.

Walking to one of the corpses of a young man who had melted and was still hot, Ding Yuanshan grabbed his right hand, waved the dagger, and cut off the middle finger of his right palm.

With the sound of the blade cutting flesh and bones, a stream of blood spurted out, splashing Ding Yuanshan's body, Ding Yuanshan didn't care about the blood, but took a deep breath intoxicated, and then quickly cut off all the middle fingers of the right palm of the dozen people.

After all this was done, the person quickly got off the high platform, walked to the corner of the dark room, stretched out his hand and pressed against the wall, the sound of the machine running came from inside the wall, and the wall in front of Ding Yuanshan slowly moved to the right in the rumbling sound, revealing a round wooden case.

The round wooden case was carved with all kinds of intricate and twisted patterns, and there was a slender groove of one finger thickness in the center, which was obviously the altar he had already laid out.

Ding Yuanshan immediately put the dozen or so middle fingers he had just collected into the slender groove in turn, and then took out a gold medal from his arms, the front of this faction was engraved with the pattern of the great chongjiang mountain, and the back was engraved with a majestic face with a fierce god, and the mana was urged, injected into it, and shouted:

"Ding Yuanshan, the forty-eighth generation disciple of the Yinshan faction, is now to protect my great Chongjiang Mountain, punish the fourteenth Xia clan anti-thief, sacrifice the ancestor of Yinshan, please cast the blood soul flag, edict!"

The surface of the Great Chongjiang Mountain on the front of the gold medal flashed away, and a force with a fierce suppressive meaning quickly echoed from the underworld under the world, and injected into Ding Yuanshan's body along this token that could mobilize the spirit of the Great Chong Country.

At the same time, the surface of the Yinshan Patriarch on the back of this gold medal flashed with a strange light, and the mysteries of various Yinshan methods immediately appeared in Ding Yuanshan's heart.

This middle-aged warlock did not dare to slack off, and according to the method given by the ancestor in the underworld, he quickly turned the national qi of the underworld into his own mana and injected it into the round wooden altar in front of him.

The various patterns on the altar suddenly bloomed with a little black gas, and a force was revealed in the groove where more than a dozen middle fingers were placed in the middle, and it was seen that the flesh and blood on the surface of these dozen middle fingers quickly turned into pus and blood, exuding a foul smell.

During the operation of the mana of the altar, the pus and blood quickly melted into the fourteen white bones of the middle finger, turning them into a long rod of white bones with an uneven surface.

Ding Yuanshan immediately took it out, reached out and touched it into the robe, and found out the ice silk banner he had already prepared, which had been painted with countless complicated and weird patterns, which looked very terrifying.

Placing this banner on the white bone pole, the middle-aged warlock took out the jade bottle sealed with the blood of the resentful spirit.

Opening the cap of the bottle, Ding Yuanshan's mana urged, causing a little black water to turn into a stream of water and flow out of the container, only to see that the fourteen ghost faces in the black water were miserable and resentful, wanting to pounce on Ding Yuanshan, and the surface of the black water was also unstable with the shock.

"Hmph, do you dare to fight back?"

Ding Yuanshan sneered, at this time, there was no need for him to cast a spell to suppress it, this was still one step away from practicing the strong absorption power of the Yinshan Blood Soul Banner, and immediately absorbed all the blood of the resentful spirit onto the pattern on the surface of the flag, and the pattern that was originally just drawn with ordinary ink was suddenly evenly covered by the blood of the resentful spirit.

With the black qi of the whole body of this long pole flashed, the white bone rod, the ice silkworm banner and the blood of the resentful spirit merged into one.

At this point, this Yin Mountain Blood Soul Banner was completed, Ding Yuanshan hurriedly picked up the new magic weapon and looked at it carefully, only to see that the surface of the banner woven by ice silk faintly emitted a cold pale color, and the shaft was no longer uneven but smooth and flat.

Mana seeped in, and Ding Yuanshan sensed that the fierce blood souls refined by the fourteen living people in this bone banner were locked by the chains made of mana and couldn't move, and he couldn't help laughing:

"With this magic weapon, the position of the port lord of Jinmen Port will be in my pocket in the near future!"

With the countless mana in his body, the ugly appearance of this complacent wolf barbarian warlock gradually turned into the appearance of a middle-aged and elegant man.

Then he walked out of the dark room in this blood-stained robe.

There are two wolf barbarian guards guarding outside the door of this dark room at this time, and the Xia people can't be on an errand in a heavy place like the Patrol Division, only the wolf barbarians can.

They heard the sound of the door of the dark room opening behind them, and quickly turned around, and saw that the Inspector Si was walking out with a large amount of blood stained on his robe, and the two of them trembled, and immediately bowed and saluted:

"Meet Lord Ding, Lord Zheng is here, waiting in the hall, reporting that something is important, and I want to talk to my lord in person."

Ding Yuanshan was originally complacent with the bone flag, but when he heard this, he frowned, and immediately said:

"Got it, I'll go change my clothes, and you guys go and dispose of all the corpses inside."

The two guards looked at the back of the middle-aged warlock covered in blood who was walking away quickly, glanced at each other, swallowed their saliva, did not speak, and entered the dark room, and immediately smelled a strong stench.

The two looked at the dozen corpses on the high platform that had melted flesh and blood that could not be humanized, as well as pus and blood that flowed all over the ground, looked at each other, and immediately retched.

The two of them vomited for a long time and only spit a little saliva, and one of the younger ones trembled and said:

"Lao Yang, you still have experience, tell me not to eat lunch, otherwise I will vomit my stomach now."

Lao Yang in his mouth smiled bitterly: "I'd rather not have this experience, clean it up quickly, don't do it according to Ding Sizheng's instructions, you know the end." ”

He glanced at his young colleague who was frowning and holding back his discomfort, shook his head, and continued to comfort:

"Don't be stunned, when a few of these women were still alive, you tasted it a few days ago, and now you have to suffer if you were cool, isn't it just a dozen corpses, drag them out and find a place where no one is there to burn."

When the young guard heard this, he couldn't help but look at several of the bloody corpses, shivered, and retched on the spot.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the hall of the Patrol Division, the Inspector Division, who had washed his whole body and changed his clothes, walked out quickly with the newly refined magic weapon, and saw the sweaty middle-aged man sitting in the guest seat in the hall, and said:

"Revenge ......"

Before he could speak, he was immediately interrupted by Zheng Fuli, director of the Patrol Bureau:

"Lord Ding! Something happened! Deputy Jin Si found out that the traitor planted by Xinhan in the Patrol Bureau was Zhang Yuanqing of the Public Security Division, and I immediately sent Wang Youyou, director of the Overseas Division, with more than a dozen patrols to arrest the thief. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Fuli looked frightened, and shouted a little uncontrollably:

"It didn't take long for news from the docklands that something had happened to them! Except for one of the sixteen people whose whereabouts are unknown, all the remaining people died in the dock area! The person I installed in the Hong Kong Lord's Mansion came with the news that Sun Changsheng already knew about it! He has already reported the matter to the imperial court! ”

"What!"

After hearing this, Ding Yuanshan's expression changed greatly.