The resentful spirits are still very weak, far less than the bones, and even less than the spiritual power of the first night, they can naturally handle it easily, especially since they also have the killer weapon that can threaten the resentful spirits - the power of thunder and fire.

As said in the bones, the resentful spirit has not opened its spiritual intelligence, it is like a newborn child, which has been domesticated since childhood, and naturally can make it obedient.

Soon he thought of this for the first night, and then used his mental power to deter the wraith, and suddenly he felt a deep fear from the wraith, and he heard a familiar voice—a ghostly cry like the cry of a night owl.

The ghost is also commonly known as the ghost, and the terrible cry it emits is naturally a ghost cry.

Feeling the horror of the resentful spirit, the first night hurriedly appeased.

It has to be said that the wraith, like an unenlightened baby, is easily coaxed, especially since it can instinctively feel the kindness of the first night.

"I didn't expect to raise a child from a young age."

He laughed at himself on the first night, but he didn't reject this kind of thing.

"Brother Night, what's wrong with you, and how I feel a strange soul fluctuation, this fluctuation gives people an extremely uncomfortable feeling."

Murong Xiaoxiao's words brought the first night back to reality.

"Also, what did you mean by raising children from an early age?" Murong Xiaoxiao added.

The first night before was to use mental power to communicate with the resentful spirits and bones, and only the last self-deprecating sentence was self-talking.

The first night didn't pay much attention to Murong Xiaoxiao's words, what he was curious about was the soul fluctuation she sensed before.

Before, the resentful spirit let out a terrible ghost cry, and the soul fluctuations that Murong Xiaoxiao felt were naturally emitted by it.

"You feel your soul fluctuation, and you're uncomfortable?"

First Night hurriedly asked, he took this very seriously, and wanted to be sure.

Thinking about it, if the soul fluctuations emitted by the resentful spirit could pose a threat to Murong Xiaoxiao, then it was possible that what he had thought before would come true - using the resentful spirit to perform a marksmanship that matched the qi of the dead underworld.

"yes, it's uncomfortable, as if my soul is shaking."

Seeing that the first night was so solemn, Murong Xiaoxiao didn't dare to ignore it, and hurriedly recalled her previous feelings.

"It seems that you can really use the wraiths to perform a kind of marksmanship."

The first night was full of joy.

At this time, the resentful spirit is still very weak, Rao is like this, it can have a certain impact on Murong Xiaoxiao, and it is the image of the soul, once the resentful spirit grows, and then combined with the bone and the qi of death, the power will naturally have a qualitative leap.

Listening to the words of the first night and feeling the joy of the first night, Murong Xiaoxiao and the second dream and others who noticed the strangeness here were all puzzled.

"On the first night, what happened, how did I feel a strange soul fluctuation on my bones?"

Nangong Bingyu asked directly.

The first night did not hide it, and directly told the matter that there was a wisp of resentment in the internal space of the bone, which immediately made everyone stunned.

"Resentful spirits, isn't it a legendary ghost?"

Yang Ling blurted out, and just saying the word 'ghost' made him short of breath and his face was as pale as snow, which obviously inspired his phobia.

"A ghost is a kind of thing that fuses spiritual power with energy body, and ordinary people can't sense it, but you and I can naturally sense it with strong spiritual power, and we can even see it."

Nangong Bingyu explained, and then she looked at the first night: "Seeing that you are so happy, what can you do with this wisp of resentful spirit?" ”

The first night chuckled lightly and said, "Maybe you can use a marksmanship with the breath of death......"

"Marksmanship that matches the breath of the dead?!"

The second dream blurted out, and then she looked at the first night full of surprise: "Brother Night, you have inspiration?!" ”

"Not yet, but since the soul fluctuation of the resentful spirit is a soul attack, based on this, you can naturally comprehend a marksmanship."

The first night chuckled, and there was a strong confidence in his tone.

"That's right, Brother Night will definitely be able to comprehend."

Murong Xiaoxiao was as confident as ever about the first night.

"When you have a understanding, let me feel it."

Nangong Bingyu looked at the first night, and the others were also full of anticipation.

"Well, of course."

The first night nodded, thinking of something, he looked around: "You guys are on guard, and then I will try to control the resentful spirits, and there may be unexpected gains." ”

"There is no need to be vigilant at all, those people in the corpse city are as timid as rats, maybe they have already retreated."

Second Dream muttered, and although she said this, she still released her mental power and monitored her surroundings as she had asked for the first night.

Nangong Bingyu and the others didn't say much, and they all took action.

He was very confident in Nangong Bingyu's ability, coupled with various other arrangements and arrangements, he didn't worry about anything on the first night, and he began to try to control the resentful spirits.

Perhaps it was born in awe of the powerful spiritual power of the first night, and after the soul fluctuations of the first night, the wisps of resentful spirits also sent out fluctuations, and its humanoid energy body also nodded again and again, looking submissive.

The first night he didn't expect it to be so easy to subdue the resentful spirit, and then he tried to control the resentful spirit to emit soul fluctuations, but he also succeeded in producing a fluctuation, but the power was weaker, and it only made the nearest Ding Bell and Murong Xiaoxiao feel a little uncomfortable.

"The power is a little weak, and it seems that it needs to be further strengthened."

The first night he muttered to himself, and then he sighed lightly: "Although the resentful spirit can devour the Qi of the Dead and grow, but the speed of this growth is too slow, and it will take a long time to grow to the level where it can threaten the Feather Transformation Stage Cultivator and the Seventh-Order Alien Beast." ”

"In addition, how to fuse the spirit of the dead spirit with the spirit of the dead spirit, only the spirit of the dead spirit without the spirit of the dead spirit is naturally not a marksmanship that is compatible with the spirit of the dead spirit."

"It seems that the matter of mastering marksmanship is still long and distant."

On the side, listening to the first night's self-talk, everyone didn't care, after all, they all knew that he was comprehending marksmanship, and they were all familiar with him when he practiced marksmanship.

"It's just a wisp of wraith, you can try to absorb other wraiths."

The bone-piercing voice sounded in the first night's mind, and it was clear that it was making suggestions again.

"But how do you absorb other spirits, is it possible to rely on killing zombies?"

The first night he muttered to himself, and when he thought of something, his tone changed: "I don't know if it's okay to kill strange beasts." ”

"It shouldn't work, after all, it's not the first time you've killed strange beasts, and you didn't produce resentful spirits when you killed them, and it is estimated that only zombies will have resentful spirits."

Murong Xiaoxiao's voice sounded, and when she saw the first night sighing, she laughed: "Anyway, in the future, we will inevitably deal with the people in the corpse city, Brother Ye, you will definitely be able to kill a lot of zombies, and you will naturally be able to collect multiple resentful spirits, tsk, a large number of resentful spirits, that power must be extraordinary, it is estimated that just being scared can scare the enemy to death." ”

"It's also a way to collect spirits, as long as you have the chance."

The first night chuckled, he didn't dwell too much on the issue, and then continued to try to control the wraith, or how to further increase the power of the wraith's attack.

After many attempts, the first night quickly paid off—in one attempt, he fused the Dead Spirit with the Wraith, and the Wraith suddenly erupted into a powerful soul fluctuation that was several times more powerful than it sent out itself.

This attempt was a big boost to the first night, and after that he naturally explored in this direction.

After that, on a whim, he wanted to control the resentful spirit to leave the spear and then merge into the death qi attack, after all, directly launching the energy soul body attack was naturally more powerful than only measuring fluctuations.

Under the control of the first night, the air of the dead world swirled out, and the resentful spirits also merged into the air of the dead and snaked out like a swimming dragon, and then a terrible sound like a ghost horn filled, quickly enveloping a large area.

This time, the sound of the ghost horn was very clear, and everyone present clearly felt it, even the people in Wolf Continent, who were not too far away from them, and their souls were also trembled to a certain extent.

Feng Ke and the others who were cultivating suddenly encountered such an 'attack', and the shock they received at closer range was even greater, and for a while, many people's souls trembled, and there was a faint feeling of uncontrollability.

"Night, Brother Night, what's going on?!"

Long Yuan's mouth trembled a little, his spirit was a little dazed for a while, and then he looked at the other people who were more or less affected.

At this time, everyone was alarmed, and they all looked at the first night with some inexplicability.

"That, I'm sorry, I'm practicing a kind of marksmanship, and I didn't control it well."

Scratching his head the first night, he laughed.

"Practicing marksmanship?"

was slightly stunned, and then Feng Ke blurted out: "You should be practicing the marksmanship that is compatible with the breath of death, the power seems to be a little weaker, and the power of marksmanship such as thunder and Fuyao cannot be compared at all." ”

Although he was guessing, Feng Ke's tone was unusually determined.

"The first night was supposed to be my first attempt, and it's good to have that kind of power."

Mingyu said, and then she sighed: "You don't know this guy, he has comprehended a lot of powerful marksmanship, and one is stronger than the other, and in time he will definitely be able to perfect the marksmanship he used before, and the power will also have a qualitative leap." ”

Everyone nodded one after another, they all thought so, Feng Ke looked at the first night, her expression was a little solemn: "If you really understand, there is a chance for me to understand it." ”

"yes, okay."

The first night nodded without hesitation, and then he looked at everyone and smiled apologetically: "Everyone, excuse me, please Haihan." ”

Everyone didn't care, and soon they each started to cultivate, and the first night continued to try—although the previous attempt was weak, it was not a problem of marksmanship, but the spirit was too weak and too few, which meant that he had found the right direction.

"It seems that the fusion of the spirit of the dead and the spirit can maximize the power of this type of marksmanship, and the stronger the spirit is, the more powerful the power of this type of marksmanship, it seems that more spirit needs to be collected next, of course, it is necessary to further use the energy of the dead spirit to nourish and then make the spirit stronger."

The first night I muttered to myself.