Chapter 64: False Submission (I)
As soon as the candle general appeared, he directly pulled out the mace behind his back, rounded it, and smashed it directly at Lan Yanlin.
Laugh at!!
Even under this blow, the air was even smashed with an air explosion, and under the green mang, you could almost see the huge power contained in it with the naked eye.
Seeing this, Lan Yanlin's pretty face was slightly cold, and she hurriedly dodged and dodged, not entangled with her.
She had fought against Gu Ying several times before, and she had long known the methods of the candle general.
This thing is nothing more than a spirit-summoning thing, it can't be killed at all, and once the attack power it receives reaches a certain limit, it will explode with a bang.
Many of his men died at his hands.
Therefore, as long as you leave the battle, after half an hour, the spiritual power in the candle's body will be exhausted and it will automatically disappear.
"Withdraw!"
Lan Yanlin dodged away, took a deep look at the direction Gu Ying left, and immediately rushed towards the forest without looking back.
She had no choice but to flee without a fight.
With her cultivation, if she didn't have a magic weapon passed down from the sect, she wouldn't be the opponent of the other party at all.
If Gu Ying stayed to fight her, maybe there would be a chance to kill her, but if the other party was bent on avoiding it, it would be useless for her to catch up.
And the rest of the Visions followed.
Only the candle general was left roaring and striding away, hot pursuit.
In the blink of an eye, the clearing fell silent again.
At the same time, a hundred miles away from here.
Wilderness, woods.
A cliff of nearly ten feet will be erected in the valley, covering most of the cold moonlight.
From time to time, the roar of an unknown beast sounded in the valley, passing from afar.
The mountain breeze blows, and the branches of the trees sway lightly.
At this moment, I saw a girl wearing a white dress and a cyan veil tapping her toes on the branches, and her clothes flew between them, as if she were walking on the ground, galloping from not far away, and the direction was the cliff here.
The girl's figure was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, she came to the cliff, but her speed did not slow down, but rushed straight towards the cliff.
Almost instantly, he hit the cliff head-on.
But at the moment of collision, the cliff seemed to ripple, and the girl disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to normal again.
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The lights flickered and the figures overlapped.
"Shhhhh
A sharp pain swept through his chest, and Lu Tu woke up quietly and slowly opened his eyes.
He tried to move, but with a slight effort, he felt a sharp pain like tears coming from his whole body.
"You're awake." Suddenly, a cold woman's voice sounded.
Lu Tu's face changed slightly, and he struggled to get up, while his eyes quickly surveyed his surroundings.
It is a clean and tidy, but cold hall.
The hall was empty, without any furniture, except for the cyan candles that were suspended in mid-air around it.
And he was lying on a large stone bed at the moment.
Directly ahead, you will see a large circular lake.
A small water pavilion was built next to the lake.
Looking fixedly, on the edge of the water pavilion, a girl in a cyan long skirt sat cross-legged on a bluestone futon.
The girl turned her back to him, and because of the reason for sitting cross-legged, the green skirt was tightly attached to her body, revealing her slender waist and hip curves.
While he was watching, the girl slowly got up and turned around, revealing an extremely beautiful face that captivated the country and the city.
"It looks like the body you're occupying is even more amazing than I thought." Gu Ying's beautiful eyes looked up and down the landing route, and there was a slight disappointment in her eyes.
She originally wanted to refine Lu Tu into her own candle general, and then take away this perfect body.
But after examining this person's flesh with his own spiritual power, he found that there was not the slightest breath of condensing flesh and blood in his body, and it was natural, not condensed from the day after tomorrow.
It is the human flesh of the human race, and the soul is also perfectly blended with the physical body.
She simply couldn't take it away.
That's why I gave up on this idea.
At the same time, Gu Ying could roughly guess the reason why this person was able to grasp the qi and blood of the human race.
I am afraid that the other party inadvertently occupied this body for some reason before, and then some kind of mutation occurred, so that he could control and cultivate the qi and blood of the human race in the realm of spiritual treachery.
She'd heard of this mutation before.
However, the disadvantages are huge.
After all, it is not condensed by one's own hands, and the qi, blood, and spiritual power in the body will inevitably clash with each other, and they will no longer be able to come out of this physical body, and if they die, their souls will be destroyed, and they are destined to become unsuccessful.
No matter how perfect the human body's body is, it is not as good as the body condensed by the spirit and evil realm itself.
Gu Ying is very clear about this.
The reason why the other party is spared at the moment is entirely because of another reason.
It's rare to meet a weird person who has such a spiritual intelligence in the realm of ghosts, and if it is used properly, it may be able to play a big role in the future plans of the door.
"What is your being? How did it take over this Terran body? The thought fell, Gu Ying asked casually.
Hearing this, Lu Tu was silent on the stone bed for a moment.
In this situation, he cannot afford not to say anything, and if he provokes his impatience, he will definitely die.
"Spectre." He spoke in a deep voice.
"What?"
When the words fell, Gu Ying's face was obviously a little incredulous, and she even suspected that she hadn't heard it wrong.
The ghost skull, which is not even weird, can be cultivated to such a point.
You must know that she had seen it with her own eyes before, and the other party could use spiritual power to kill the corpse puppet on the spot.
Suddenly, Gu Ying's eyes were strange, and there was some regret in her eyes.
"It's a pity, you can cultivate to the eighth turn of the spirit with the body of the ghost, if you don't occupy this body, you may be able to go higher, but now..."
Gu Ying shook her head slightly, but did not explain anything.
Lu Tu on the stone bed looked cautious, and he was confused, not knowing what the other party wanted to mean by this.
But now, judging from his attitude, it seems that he is not in danger of falling at the moment.
"Rest assured. I'm not going to kill you now. Gu Ying glanced at Lu Tu, as if sensing his thoughts.
She stepped forward and walked to the bed.
"But you killed my corpse puppet, and you should compensate me with one more."
Compensate?
Lu Tu was slightly stunned.
But the next moment.
A cyan streamer suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and quickly fell on his chest and disappeared.
"This is a heart candle seal, from now on, you belong to me, if you are disobedient, life and death are in my thoughts."
Hearing this, Lu Tu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly reached out and tore off his shirt, looking down at his chest.
I saw a blue candle tattoo the size of a soybean printed on the mouth of my heart.
Seeing this, his heart sank, and he quickly summoned the light curtain to check his own situation
[Lu Tu--(Seriously injured; depletion of qi and blood; power reduction; speed reduction; Pranayama cuts ....... Heart Candle Print. )】
[Essence: Weird - Lord of the Mutated Skull.] 】
[Realm: Into the bone (Eight Turns of Spirits)] 】
[Talent: Soul Snatcher; Soul Thorn; Deter; Bloodmare Heart (Pseudo). 】
[Spell: Soul Thorn; Qixiao Fist; Blood-burning Dafa. 】
[Life level: There is a lack of spirit. 】
[Fate: Evil qi is born, heaven and earth are self-generated, due to unknown existence, mutated into the lord of the ghost skull clan, and then perfectly snatched the soul of people, and promoted to the spirit of the lacking. 】