Surprised? Not surprised?

Her pupils can not only control beasts, but also ghosts, with her order.

With a whoosh, in an instant, all the leaked evil qi returned to the body of the white-clothed ghost king, and he slowly let go of Ye Tingcheng and knelt mechanically in front of her.

The evil aura is gone.

Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, he said a word, raised his hand to break the already riddled magic circle and seal, and floated up as fast as possible, and saw a ghost king level ghost, like a masochistic little brother, honestly kneeling in front of Ye Tingcheng.

He was shocked, you must know that a ghost king level ghost, equivalent to a monk in the early stage of human infancy, this dead girl, oh no, it's a big daddy, she is just a small middle stage of foundation building!!

Did she subdue this ghost king with that shameless energy?

He came up with his front feet, but he didn't know that his back feet followed, his eyes lit up and he looked at the Xuanjing ice coffin, and he poured on it and ate it in a big gulp, chewing crunchy.

Shocked the old dragon's eyes trembled violently, damn, why didn't he know any of them normal.

Ye Chengcheng's little face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her eyes were red, and two drops of blood and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she was too far away from this ghost cultivator, and she could temporarily control him, firstly, he took it lightly, and secondly, her pupils were too mysterious, which was impossible to guard.

Fen Tong consumes not only spiritual power, but also spiritual power, she knows that with her current cultivation, she can't control him for long at all, and she is ready to reseal him back into the Xuanjing Ice Coffin.

But when she looked back, "I don't know, you rebel shut up!" ”

There is only one corner left in the huge Xuanjing Ice Coffin, not to mention sealing this ghost king in again, even if it is too small to use it as a bench.

Before she finished speaking, she didn't know how to grab the remaining horn and stuff it into her mouth, and then looked at her blankly, "Daddy, look, I listened to you and shut up." ”

Ye Chengcheng: "......"

Her temples jumped suddenly, you don't stop talking until you've eaten your horse, what's the use?

"Boom!" Just on the verge of her collapse, the white-clothed ghost king suddenly regained his senses, his body was full of anger, his dark eyes were dyed with a layer of blood, which was extremely weird and terrifying, releasing the coercion of the ghost king, and suddenly got up, his gloomy voice was like the wind blowing from hell, "Humble human, you dare to control this king, this king is going to swallow your soul alive." ”

His palm was upward, and the thick black evil aura condensed into a giant sword, glowing with a strange cold light, and slashed straight towards Ye Qingcheng.

The sword was soaring into the sky, as if the god of death was beckoning to them, Wu Meiniang was startled, thinking that if Ye Tingcheng was done playing, he would have to finish playing, his scalp was numb, he turned his head and spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and raised his claws is palm.

He was originally a remnant soul, but now there was only half of it left, and a palm fell, like a pebble thrown into the water, only stirring up a shallow ripple.

"Dead girl, I did my best." He roared helplessly.

"Mother's ......" Xiao Tuanzi was swept aside by the strong sword qi before he got close to Ye Qingcheng.

"Ah......hh There are ghosts! Big daddy him, come on, come on, him......" I don't know that rebel, Ma Yu found a table and drilled down, holding his head in his hands and looking at Ye Chengcheng in a catly manner, he would only play tricks.

Ye Chengcheng was injured just now, and her eyes were even more stinging at this moment, she knew that if she took this sword, she would definitely die.

Her eyes froze, and there was a touch of madness on her cold face, and now there was only one way left, she bit her fingertips hard, sacrificed her own blood, and quickly pinched the trick with both hands, drawing a complex rune in the void, and only a phantom could be seen at such a fast speed.

Seeing that the murderous giant sword was about to fall on her, the old dragon and Xiao Tuanzi were so frightened that their breath stagnated, and they opened their mouths wide without even knowing it.

Damn, Big Daddy won't gag!

Ye Tingcheng was full of strength, her figure flashed, trying her best to avoid the vital point, the black giant sword grazed her arm, bringing up a bloody color, her thin white arm had a hideous wound, almost occupying her entire arm, the evil qi corroded her skin, overflowing wisps of black smoke.

She didn't even glance at the wound on her arm, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and a dazzling golden light lit up, and a huge magic circle shrouded the sky above the white-clothed ghost king, the golden runes kept flickering, and thousands of beams of light drew into the ground, trapping him firmly in it.

"Humph! You're just whimsical, you want to trap ...... with a small magic circle" The white-clothed ghost king sneered, not taking this magic circle into account at all, he raised his hand to destroy it.

At that moment, his soul trembled, and a coercion from the blood made his knees weak, and he couldn't control his knees and knelt on the ground.

"This is ......" He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ye Chengcheng in disbelief, trapping him and making him want to surrender involuntarily, it was not this low-level magic circle, it was her blood!!

Even Wu Meiniang was aware of a suppression from the bloodline, if he didn't have legs, he would have been afraid that he would have been prostrate on the ground, he had always had doubts, even if he was just a remnant soul, not everyone could contract, how could she easily contract him at the beginning, at that time, she only cared about anger and didn't notice it, it turned out that there was a problem with her bloodline.

That makes sense.

Although Xiao Tuanzi also sensed a powerful bloodline power, he was his father's natal fire, and he was not afraid of any suppression from the bloodline in this world.

I don't know if it's just a spirit, so naturally I can't feel the suppression from the bloodline.

Ye Tingcheng opened her pupils again, a ray of golden light shot out of her eyes, looking at the white-clothed ghost king, he struggled for a moment, and looked at Ye Tingcheng resentfully, "If you have the ability, you will kill this king." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't recovered to his prime, how could he be afraid of the power of her bloodline and be trapped in this broken formation.

Ye Tingcheng only glanced at it, then withdrew her pupils, her voice was cold, "Now you have only one choice, make a contract with me and serve me as the master." ”

Unexpectedly, before she could say the rest of her words, the white-clothed ghost king interrupted her with a hideous face, "I want this king to serve you as the master, you can dream about it!" ”

Ye Tingcheng glanced at him lightly, "Are you sure?" ”

She said, "I guess you also know why you can't wake up, even if you forcibly wake up this time, your strength is less than one-tenth of the past, other ghosts have three souls and seven spirits, and you have one soul and one soul broken, only two souls and six souls are left, the soul cannot heal itself, even if you sleep for ten thousand years, it will be useless, you make a pact with me, how about I repair the damaged soul for you?" ”

Ye Chengcheng originally didn't plan to contract him, and she was enough to be a father to others.

But right now, with her strength, she can't kill him at all, and the Xuanjing Ice Coffin that sealed him is gone, and she has a terrible heart attack when she thinks of this, and she will settle accounts for that rebel when she goes back.

The white-clothed ghost king smiled, he looked at Ye Tingcheng contemptuously, just like the dead man at the beginning, Ye Tingcheng didn't want to listen to his nonsense, her eyes fell on his badly damaged soul, and a beam of golden light went straight into his body.

The pupil can cure the ghost, and she forced herself to repair it for him, but fortunately, repairing the soul is much easier than refining the ancient seal.

Sensing the slight changes in his body, the man in white looked at her in astonishment, and his voice trembled with excitement, "You can really repair the broken soul of this king!" ”