Chapter 183: Does This Sacrificial Wine Feel a Little Dish?
The black panther was being entangled by three four-handed demons at this moment, and with a roar, he wanted to come back, but the three ghosts fought completely regardless of his injuries, so that it could not get out at all.
Wang Zijia didn't give him a chance to continue reacting, and when the spiritual power of his whole body skyrocketed, pages of books flew out.
'Second Rank Talisman: Soul Phantom Talisman! ’
The page turned into a strange talisman and rushed into the body of the ghost that was bounced away by the energy shield.
The ghost turned into a cloud of illusory runes and rushed straight towards Min Xin's lightning.
Min Xin was startled, and the transparent energy shield resurfaced again.
"Wave!"
The moment the rune and the energy shield came into contact, the energy shield exploded with a soft sound, and several runes also shattered with it. And the remaining runes that followed directly poured into Min Xin's body.
His complexion changed drastically, a ball of blood-red light emerged, and the surface of Min Xin's body cracked like ceramic. The runes fell out as the transparent glass-ceramic shattered.
After Min Xin peeled off the ceramic, his face turned pale in an instant. Obviously, he had just inspired some kind of life-saving means.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was horrified to see that the young man whose breath had crushed him in the distance actually opened his mouth directly and spewed out several large mouthfuls of essence.
'Spell: Five Ghosts and Gods! ’
With the consumption of the young essence, the demon ghost that had been fighting with him before suddenly collapsed into a second cloud of ghost mist, directly enveloping him.
Everything happened too fast, he had just peeled off from the ceramic, he didn't have a chance to react at all, he was directly shrouded in ghost fog, and the whole person was frozen, falling into a state of confusion and chaos.
"Roar!"
On the side, there was the anxious voice of the black panther, but it was useless.
Wang Zijia rushed to the front of the lightning, turned over his hand, and a drop of spiritual light the size of a needle's eye, filled with a strong smell of wine, appeared in his hand, flicked his fingers, and shot directly into his mouth.
At this time, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Using the extreme filthy essence of the evil ghost as the medium, the demon that shoots into the body, not to mention the early stage of the sacrificial wine, Wang Zijia is confident that the peak sacrificial wine can be done, of course, the premise is to eat it.
As he expected, the effect was very fast, but after three breaths, he felt that the demon planting was completely completed.
Wang Zijia pursed his mouth, feeling that it was much easier than he thought, and he didn't know if this guy was too crotch-pulling, or if he thought too strongly of the sect's sacrificial wine monks.
After preparing for a few months, why did he make a move, and the fire suddenly went out, and the sacrificial wine monk of Wanyu Sect felt that he also had some food!
With a thought, Shu took Wang Zijia to the other party's sea of chaotic knowledge, and skillfully began to search for the weight of the oath.
To Wang Zijia's surprise, in addition to the weight of the oath, the other party also had other restrictions.
Weight: Demon Soul Probe
Belonging: Blessing Curse
Status: Latent (fluctuating, with precursor to activation, one-time consumption)
Value: 824
Effect: If the target's health and mental state fluctuate severely, it will automatically activate, attracting the prying eyes of the caster.
Introduction: In order to prevent his subordinates from being arrested and implicating himself, the Bone Soul Demon Cultivator planted a special method that has the effect of monitoring his health status. Ever heard of a heartbeat monitor? This is the Ultimate Evolution!
Boy, if you want to torture him, you can try to keep it, it's also fun to have a live broadcast, after all, you can give a live performance to the big guy in the real world, you should be very excited, right?
Wang Zijia looked at this weight, was shocked in his heart, and decisively reached out and exchanged the weight. Immediately, he was still a little uneasy, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no other backhand, he sorted out the other party's information.
Name: Min Xin
Cultivation: The early stage of sacrificial wine
Dowki: The power of the Demon Leopard
Taoism: 150 years (50/50/10,000)
Method: Beast Control ······
After checking its information for a long time and confirming that there were no other problems, Wang Zijia withdrew from the other party's Chaos Sea of Consciousness and returned to the outside world.
His mind moved slightly, and the book suspended above his head sank into his body, and the five ghosts turned into five talismans and flew back to his side.
The relieved black panther rushed back to Min Xin's side in an instant, hunched over and bared his teeth, demonstrating against Wang Zijia.
Min Xin also stiffened up with a carp, turned over, and looked at Wang Zijia vigilantly. While constantly self-examining himself, he said: "This senior brother, I don't know where Min did inconsiderate and offended senior brother?" ”
Wang Zijia glanced at the other party and didn't mean to explain.
"Smack!"
When he raised his hand, he snapped his fingers.
Min Xin's whole body stiffened, and after holding on for a few breaths, he couldn't hold it anymore and let out a terrible roar.
"Uh······ Ah······h
The whole person is constantly rolling on the ground, and there is not much difference between him and the children who have been planted with demons.
During the struggle, he couldn't even use his own strength, and the Dao foundation that he had worked so hard to build was even more crumbling, as if he was being torn and crushed by some huge force, and it was about to collapse in the next moment.
This kind of pain is even more severe than the torture of the children, the slow fragmentation of a single spiritual root.
"Woo······ Roar ······! ”
Seeing this, the black panther on the side circled around the owner anxiously, whimpered for half a time to no avail, raised his head and rushed towards Wang Zijia with a cold light.
The five ghost talismans surrounding Wang Zijia flew out and turned into a large cloud of ghost mist, enveloping it in it. Even the black panther in the middle of the sacrificial wine was shrouded in the ghost mist of the five ghosts, and it became upside down, like a ghost hitting a wall, scurrying everywhere.
"Senior brother spare my life, senior brother, please let me go, I know that I am wrong, I know that I am wrong······"
But for most of the quarter, Min Xin finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he had no scruples about face, and begged Wang Zijia for mercy.
"yes, what's wrong?" Wang Zijia stopped the torture for a moment and asked.
"The junior brother is wrong, the wrong is wrong······ Nothing is wrong! Min Xin said incoherently.
"Hmph, there is still a fluke mentality? Looks like you haven't had enough of it! Wang Zijia snorted coldly and thought again.
"Ah······h
"Senior brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I ······ grass"
"Tell me, how did Lao Tzu offend ······?"
Min Xin, who broke the defense, begged for mercy and cursed.
After another quarter of an hour, he, who was already almost collapsing, suddenly shouted: "Help, Ghost Spirit Hall Master help!" ”
I shouted for a while, but I didn't get any response, and I didn't feel anything abnormal. Wang Zijia in front looked at him with a smiling expression.
He completely gave up the luck mentality and said: "Senior brother spares his life, senior brother spares his life, and the disciple has important information to confess." ”
"Smack!"
As Wang Zijia snapped his fingers again, Min Xin's whole body stiffened violently for a moment, and then the person softened, and there was no majesty of the sacrificial wine overhaul, like mud, constantly wheezing.
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(End of chapter)