Feng Yingzhong's phantom immediately fluctuated, and he watched Wang Zijia's unscrupulous movements, and his eyes also flashed with a cold light. Laughed:

"Very good, I hope that when the Chu family is wiped out, the head of the Chu family can still be so tough, don't cry and beg to reconcile with Lao Dao·····"

Before he could say anything, he lost his support due to the death of the demon girl, and her phantom disintegrated and disappeared.

Wang Zijia raised his hand and put away the body of the demon girl, and his eyes were a little cold.

······

On the other side, with the death of the demon girl, the flesh and blood skeleton seemed to have lost some of its power support.

The huge body that was hastily fused directly collapsed into a bloody demon in the sky. One by one, the demons roared, drowning towards the five ghosts.

The five ghosts are not afraid, and their whole bodies have shark-like fangs and sharp mouths, frantically gnawing on the demons that pounce.

The human skin paper figure in his mind is constantly exchanging various abnormal states that appear in it, ensuring that the five ghosts will not be counter-eroded.

The big clown who followed on his chest sensed the situation, and with Wang Zijia's consent, he also quietly escaped and burrowed into the ghost mist, helping the five ghosts devour the scattered demons and ghosts.

Wang Zijia floated up again, raised his hand and made a move, and the crystal sword appeared in the sky.

"Woohoo!"

The next moment, a rain of swords fell in the sky.

With the blessing of countless divine thoughts, a long sword accurately found the demons that were polluted and distorted below, as well as the demons and demons who were making trouble, and they were quickly cleaned up by Wang Zijia.

"The Sword Immortal is here!"

"Immortals!"

“······”

The scene of meteor fire and rain of salvation made mortals constantly kneel and kowtow, and also shocked many crumbs who were ready to move.

In just a moment, the chaotic city immediately calmed down.

But by this time, there were more than half of the living people missing.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia floated down, and the Chu family immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Patriarch!"

"Head of the house!"

“······”

"Immediately take over the city and seal the resources of the Murong family. Don't move the things of the major stores of other forces, regardless of the size of the force, and let people take them back later, and you are not allowed to charge too much money. Wang Zijia commanded.

If these things are swallowed, the Fang City here will probably be abandoned, and the Murong family's thousand-year-old operation will be in vain.

"Obey the law!" All the children of the Chu family responded in unison.

"How to act in other aspects, let's do it according to your previous arrangement!" Wang Zijia didn't mean to interfere too much.

"Understood!" Again, the people answered.

"Okay, let's do it!" Between the words, Wang Zijia re-condensed a magic sword for Chu Lin.

At this time, the demons and ghosts that had collapsed in the battle circle on the side had been devoured by the five ghosts and the big ugly, and Wang Zijia beckoned to put them away.

The next moment, the figure disintegrated, and the fake baby and human skin disappeared without a trace.

Leave a bunch of family members, you look at me, I look at you, half speechless.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take over things everywhere!"

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In Qinghe City, Wang Zijia retook over the body.

After most of the night, the low-level disciples dispatched from the clan, the people of the side tribe had already hurried to arrive.

Wang Zijia began to circle the treasure troves of various places according to the patriarchal order of the Murong family.

Then arrange the disciples one by one, lead the team to go, and extract the treasures as soon as possible. In order to prevent the qualified Murong disciples who escaped by luck, went to harvest the things.

Busy until dawn, everything has a preliminary clue, and all parties began to act one after another.

But Wang Zijia didn't follow even any team, but threw out the five ghosts and let them preside.

Wang Zijia himself came to the curse room at the core of the Chu family.

Also in a dungeon, in the dark basement, there is a huge hall, dark stone, with a strong resentment, ominous, densely covering the entire room.

Compared with the underground laboratory of Wang Zijia Bai Taofeng, it is a little less demonic and treacherous, a little more dark and ominous, and it is also not a normal road.

Wang Zijia's heart fluctuated, the flesh and blood on his body squirmed, and several pieces of flesh and blood automatically fell off his body, squirming and expanding on the ground, turning into several parchment doppelgangers.

Wang Zijia turned over his hand and threw out a pile of essence blood, spirit bones, poisons and other evil materials.

Immediately, several paper doppelgangers began to build formations and lay out the altar in the huge palace.

Originally, he planned to finish this period of time, find out the situation of the Chu family, and after stabilizing it, he would free his hands and take his time to concoct Feng Yingzhong.

And the contradiction between him and Feng Yingzhong before was not big, it was not a mortal enemy, he planned to use spells to grow his demons and develop them into a combat force.

But now······ Huh······

From his actions, it can be seen that this person is not a good person, and the sudden deterioration of the situation between the Chu family and the Murong family in the past few days is mostly because of him.

Wang Zijia was still puzzled before, and when he took the task, he said that the situation of the Chu family was just not very good. That's why, a few days after he took over the task, it deteriorated rapidly.

Now it seems that as soon as this guy came back, he inquired about his heels, and then decided to start doing things.

With his vigorous and resolute and resolute style, if Wang Zijia didn't immediately get rid of him and let him make trouble, maybe taking over the inheritance of the Murong family would change from one month to one year.

And let him do things in the dark, he has no problem, the children of the Chu family really have to confess if they are not careful.

Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and it took half an hour with the clone to build a complex blood array.

At its core, a complex altar that integrates bad luck, disgust, ghost path, and cause and effect was carefully constructed by Wang Zijia.

"Smack!"

Wang Zijia clapped his hands, checked the magic circle, and nodded with satisfaction, the first time he made such a delicate altar, he should be qualified to curse the God Monarch.

Although the spell is more about the cost, the auxiliary program help is still not small.

'Since you are in a hurry to find death, then this seat will give you a ride! ’

The thought turned, Wang Zijia turned his hand and felt the blood beads that the demon Dao Feng Ying Zhong had spit out before.

He turned over his hand and touched out the body of the demon girl, and the causal Dao method of the Thousand Races Fate Chapter was activated, and he carefully pulled out a few wisps of remnants from his corpse, which were not shallow entangled, and Feng Yingzhong's cause and effect were merged into the blood beads together.

It was smelted together and turned into a cursed medium.

Throwing the blood beads into the altar in the center of the blood array, Wang Zijia threw several poisons into it to strengthen the effect of the curse technique.

After everything was ready, Wang Zijia took a deep breath and began to open the altar.

"The way of heaven is over, three or five percent, the sun and the moon.

Out of the slender, into the underworld, cause and effect are entangled, and the breath is clear.

Evil spirits, evil spirits, and thieves are all gone.

He who sees me is blind, he who hears me is deaf, and he who curses me is plague.

Those who dare to plot against me will suffer from it. ”

With the opening of Wang Zijia's altar, the entire underground palace began to have an evil wind indoors, and the blood-red formation and white bones responded, just like the scene of the evil demon Dao practice.

The very beautiful causal thread, which was originally glowing with pale gold, suddenly began to change color, turning into a dark red color, and the evil qi poked out of Wang Zijia's body and pierced into the void.

made the entire basement instantly become a man-eating hole. Horror, evil, thick ominous.

Wang Zijia: "······"

The techniques he cultivated, as long as they involved a little gray area, no matter how orthodox the avenue was, would become an evil thing.

It can be said that the left path is like this before, and the path of cause and effect has also become like this······

Sure enough, it wasn't a problem of left or left at all, but that he, the spellcaster, had a big problem himself, which affected the manifestation of the spell!

As the dark silk thread pierced into the void, Wang Zijia noticed that his perception was constantly extending, and followed the guidance of the underworld, and quickly found a source.

"Poof!"

In his perception, the thread pierced into something without hindrance.

"So easy? The price hasn't been paid yet? ”

Wang Zijia was slightly stunned, and in the next moment, a dark red clay doll appeared in front of him.

"Huh? Peer? Want to fight in the air? ”

A huge altar with a completely different style from Wang Zijia appeared in the perception.

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In a deserted outskirts of the city, I don't know how many miles away, there was a mass grave, dead trees and weeds, and scavenging crows chirping and flying.

However, at this moment, in the mass grave that should have been silent, it was a different scene.

In front of an altar of evil spirits made of countless graves and ashes. Feng Yingzhong and a strange old woman sat in the altar and waited for them.

The old woman looked seventy or eighty in appearance, with age spots on her face, wrinkled skin, and thinning hair, looking like the legendary old witch!

On the altar in front of them, a clay puppet that was exactly the same as Feng Yingzhong's was standing in it, like a newly unearthed clay puppet, full of color and filth, and the same evil spirit was deep.

But any cultivator who comes here can see at a glance that this puppet has a great connection with Feng Ying Zhong.

"Are you sure the other party will do it in the next two days?"

The old woman had obviously been preparing for a few days, and she was a little impatient, and her voice was a little dry and sharp, like steel rubbing, which was extremely harsh, and made people very uncomfortable when they heard it.

"Don't worry, it was just before, and now it's definitely just a few days. The eye medicine that Lao Dao gave him is enough, and with his Dao system, he should be able to spell Lao Dao! Feng Yingzhong assured.

"It's better to be like this, I don't have much spare time to spend here with you!" The old woman replied very politely, "You have been mixed up for so many years, how can you leave a medium such as blood and bones for a spellcaster?" ”

"I didn't expect it, I thought it was Wanyu's painted skin Zuodao, but when I came back to check, it was actually a person from Changbao, or a spell family, so I had no choice but to ask you for help!" Feng Yingzhong rarely showed a smile on his face.

Looking at the expressions of the two, it is estimated that there are still many stories when they are young.

The next moment, the invisible void silk thread fell and directly pierced into the clay puppet's body, and the black qi in the clay diffused out, instantly revealing the invisible silk thread.

"Hmm!" The old woman who presided over the altar trembled all over, snorted, and said with an ugly face: "Why is it so strong, hurry up and do it, it will change later!" ”

Feng Yingzhong's face was also very solemn, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turning into a blood-colored flying skull, and disappeared into the altar in front of him.

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Qinghe Mansion, the underground palace of the Chu family, in the curse room, Wang Zijia's eyes narrowed slightly.

A blurry picture came to my mind, and I saw the altar of a mass grave.

"Have you hired a sorcerer to wait? Shrewd! That's more ······· than whose means are more ."

"Poof!"

"Bouncing!"

When Wang Zijia was about to fight with the spell master in the air, a blood-colored flying skull suddenly emerged from the void and bit Wang Zijia.

No!

To be precise, it bit the altar in front of Wang Zijia.

When Wang Zijia was caught off guard and completely unprepared, he directly swallowed the medium on the altar in one gulp.

"Forehead ······" After carefully preparing for a long time, Wang Zijia, who was just about to show his strength, instantly stiffened, and his perception immediately retreated quickly because of the lack of the curse medium.

Groove !!

This Nima ······ This guy didn't invite someone to fight with him at all, but after finding out his heel, he immediately realized that vomiting blood was a big problem before.

Then he invited someone to come, and it seemed that he was fighting hard steel, but in fact it was to take back the curse medium.

And the actions of the night before were probably deliberately exposed, in order to let Wang Zijia do it immediately.

"Haha! Patriarch Chu, thank you for sending back the blood and bones of the old Dao, this kindness, the old Dao must be written down and repaid slowly, and we will come to a long time. ”

Before leaving, Feng Yingzhong still did not forget the temperament of the left-handed demon, and while habitually mocking, he left a cruel word.

"I'm Cao Nima······"

Wang Zijia's mentality is a little explosive at this moment!

He has been preparing for a long time, and he is ready to fight!!

This demonic murderous and heart-wrenching words do not hurt much, and they are extremely insulting.

made Wang Zijia look a little stupid, and the whole person was messy.

However, with the disappearance of the medium, the flying skull turned into a phantom and disintegrated, completely disappearing, and Wang Zijia was speechless for a long time.

For the first time in more than three years of cultivation, he was given such a hard beating, and his lungs were about to explode.

Is this Nima Left Dao demon so reluctant, he doesn't fight with you at all, and directly swallows his own medium and runs away!!

stared blankly at the empty altar.

Long silence!

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Today's events can be regarded as a hard lesson for him.

The means are powerful, but it does not necessarily mean that it will have an advantage in the fighting method, especially the opening of the altar such as spells, and the number of ways to open the altar fighting method!

If the brain is used well, he can work wonders!

I have to say that in a ghost place like Changbaozhou, he can achieve a baby god with the left way, and he really can't live now without any means and brains.

"Feng Yingzhong, right, this round is admitted, let's continue in the next round! Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it, I'm a modern person, and I've been suppressed by your own brain! ”

Looking at the empty altar in front of him blankly, Wang Zijia came back to his senses and said viciously.

(End of chapter)