Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Yin God

Prime Minister's House.

Inside a huge dungeon under the backyard.

Chu Qinghui, Qian Zhenren, Chu Ren and Chu Yi brothers gathered here.

Looking into the void...... A floating handleless sword.

The sword was about half a foot long and a finger wide, and its entire body exuded a dark red glow.

There is a deep blood groove on each of the spine of the sword on both sides, and a large number of mysterious and complex black dark lines are engraved on the sword blade, which looks strange and cold.

The handleless sword had sharp tips at both ends, and at the moment it hung quietly in the air.

It's a flying sword!

Legend has it that only sword cultivators in the cultivation world can control this kind of sword.

Yin God who has reached the Imperial Level...... The same can be done.

At this time, in front of everyone, there was a Yin God, if it completely converged its aura, then even Qian Zhenren, without using Dao techniques, would be difficult to sense its existence.

There are two kinds of Yin Gods, one is cultivated from ghosts.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary ghosts to cultivate into Yin Gods, and they need great chance and luck, not only to have a top-level place to raise Yin, but also to have a suitable method, both of which are indispensable.

Only the place where the yin is raised, at most, can turn into a powerful ghost, with some hallucinogenic small spells, which can scare and scare mortals, and when you meet a high-level mage of the Daomen, you will basically stop eating.

There is only a method of cultivation, and there is no suitable yin land, and it will be difficult to achieve great things in the end.

Only by having both can you grow into a yin god step by step.

According to different realms, it is divided into different stages such as dreams, imperial objects, and condensation.

Among them, dreaming can enter the dreams of others, or dreams, or intimidate, making people in a trance and having physical problems.

It can even scare people to death in their dreams!

When you reach the realm of imperial objects, you can rely on the illusory soul body to lift the items.

From small to large, from light to heavy, from near to far.

If you want to reach the level of direct sword injury in front of you, you need to enter a higher "condensation" stage.

The yin god of this realm can even condense into an entity for a short time in broad daylight and walk among the crowd.

Whoever wants to see it, he can see it!

At this time, the Yin Gods, after condensing, are almost no different from living people, and they are not afraid in the face of the powerful blood and qi of the warriors, and their appearances are ever-changing, and almost no one can distinguish their true identities.

The Yin God standing here at this moment is a powerful Yin God who has stepped into the realm of condensation and can be temporarily manifested in the world, and his strength is comparable to that of an innate power!

Another kind of yin god is cultivated by people.

This is usually seen in the spiritual world.

Through the cultivation of one's own divine soul, it can reach out of the body, enter dreams, royal objects, and condense the body, and finally cultivate into the Yin God.

Even if this kind of person dies physically, he can be directly transformed into a ghost cultivator.

If you can cultivate your physical body to be very strong, then it will be a true "dual cultivation of spirit and flesh"!

The two are combined, and they have unimaginable super combat power.

In the face of the Yin God cultivated by ghosts, it can basically be easily crushed.

Generally speaking, this kind of "spirituality", or "spiritual and flesh" practitioners, is unlikely to appear in the mundane world.

Therefore, the ghost in front of him has cultivated, and his strength is comparable to that of an innate Yin God, and for countless people, he is already a god-like existence.

Now, it has been invited to kill Song Yu!

Before making a move, Chu Qinghui wanted to see how strong this Yin God, who had not been seen for several years, was now.

At the same time, I also have to explain Song Yu's situation to it.

Since you have decided to kill you, you have to be truly foolproof.

Qian Zhenren looked at the flying sword and nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. Lang's cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated, and he can already control this flying sword made of dark blood god gold, so let's let Poor Dao see its power, right?" ”

A cold voice came from the air: "As the real person wishes!" ”

The next moment.

The dark red flying sword hanging in the air turned into a streamer, and the speed was incredibly fast and slammed towards a heavy steel plate about seven or eight feet away from everyone.

Burst!

There is not much noise, such as acupuncture tofu, and it is easy to penetrate the steel plate that is two fingers thick.

The next moment, the flying sword quickly returned, stopping at its original position, as if it had never left.

This scene made the two brothers Chu Ren and Chu Yi stunned.

These two people also have the realm of grandmasters, but just now they saw a flash of red light, and in the blink of an eye, the flying sword went and returned.

The heavy steel plate in the distance had already left traces of piercing.

"It's too strong!" Chu Yi muttered with a shocked face.

It felt like if this sword suddenly stabbed at him, he might not even react, and he would have been killed.

Chu Qinghui's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and said, "Mr. Lang's cultivation has improved again, congratulations!" ”

The cold voice of Dawson in the void said modestly: "In front of Xiangye, the villain's little skill of carving insects is nothing, and I can't sustain this kind of attack for too long, if the opponent is a great grandmaster, it is difficult to kill, if it is innate, the blood that bursts out of spiritual power, I can't bear it." ”

This is the weakness and sorrow of the Yin God without a physical body, and in the face of the innate power of the same realm, there is almost no chance of winning.

Qian Zhenren said on the side: "Your target this time is not weak, you are a real kendo genius, and there are many people around you who protect him, but for Mr. Lang, it shouldn't be a big problem, as long as you find a suitable opportunity and make a secret move, you should be able to do it with one blow." ”

Chu Qinghui also said: "Song Yu is indeed not weak, it should be more than just innate divine power, but if you want to talk about the realm of a ninth-level great grandmaster, he is still far behind. ”

"That villain is relieved, please rest assured that Xianggong and Qian Zhenren will be relieved, within three days, he will be scattered!" Mr. Lang said.

"If you are sure, after killing his physical body, take away his Yin Soul, and cultivate it into a Yin God in the future." Qian Zhenren said.

Chu Qinghui nodded on the side: "This idea is very good!" ”

"Understood, villain do his best!" Mr. Lang said.

"Then it's hard for you." A smile appeared on Chu Qinghui's face.

"Xianggong has cultivated villains, and it is the honor of villains to do things for Xianggong. If it's okay, the villain will go to the stone tower to rest for one night, and tomorrow during the day, when the yang energy is the highest, find an opportunity to kill him! "Mr. Lang is very confident.

"Good!" Chu Qinghui nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't stay for a long time after the matter is completed, leave quickly, build a temple for you in the future, and make you a true god!" ”

"Thank you!"

Mr. Lang's cold voice carried a hint of excitement, and he briefly manifested his true body and bowed to Chu Qinghui.

This is a middle-aged man who looks like he is in his early forties, with an ordinary appearance, cold eyes, and a black robe.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, a cloud of black gas wrapped the dark red flying sword hanging in the air, and disappeared here with him.

Half a day.

Chu Yicai let out a sigh and said, "Is Mr. Lang gone?" ”

Qian Zhenren nodded: "Let's go." ”

"It's scary!" Chu Yi said with emotion.

Qian Zhenren let out a few hearty laughs and said, "The second son doesn't have to be afraid of them......"

Chu Xiang glanced at Qian Zhenren, who immediately swallowed back the "That's just a marionette controlled by us" that he almost blurted out.

Chu Xiang is cautious, even if he is wary of his own son.

For example, at this time, in the eyes of the two brothers Chu Ren and Chu Yi, their father should be a master of the innate level, but they don't know how powerful it is.

Qian Zhenren knew that Chu Xiang was suspicious and far-sighted.

Although it has not yet been launched, it has actually begun to be wary of the fact that after becoming emperor in the future, the two sons will secretly poke and plot against him.

Even if it is for him Qian Zhenren, this Chu Xianggong, who is in power on the surface and secretly looks like a demon king, has always had reservations.

But he doesn't care, that's how big people should be.

How can you be soft-hearted and gullible with others?

Like the one sitting on the dragon chair now, he obviously has better opportunities and conditions, but he wants to be a person.

Afraid of being blamed by the fathers and fathers in the future?

It's just a laughing person!

When you die, you are still the king of the dead country who has lost the country, can you hold your head high when you go to Jiuquan to see your ancestors and ancestors of the Zhao family?

If you happily fall into the devil's path, you don't have to die at all!

What is a puppet called?

Under the way of heaven, all living beings are puppets!

……

……

Mr. Lang was silent and flew towards the stone tower.

A Yin God of a realm like him is already flying fast, and he can even be compared to a peregrine falcon in a short period of time!

But if it is a long flight, it will also have a lot of consumption.

So when he came to Lin'an Mansion this time, he also followed the messenger of the Prime Minister's Mansion and came "on horseback" all the way.

That stone tower was once the "home" that made him feel extremely relieved.

There, it spent seven spring and autumn with a few "Taoist friends"!

From the initial fear, hesitation, and anger, to the later willingness, the famous bully Lang Buping in the world has since disappeared, and there is a powerful Mr. Yin Shenlang in the underworld.

Even though he knew that he was now a puppet controlled by that terrible Xiangye, he didn't care.

The living have longevity, but when they die, they can live forever in this state, and as their strength continues to increase, their status is also increasing day by day.

Back then, whether it was Qian Zhenren or Chu Xianggong, they all called him Xiaolang.

Now that I am respected as Mr. Lang, this feeling is wonderful!

In fact, in the area under his control, he is even more respected as a "Shangxian"!

With tens of thousands of followers!

In the future, Chu Xianggong's yellow robe will be added to achieve great things, and he can be transformed into a true god canonized by the imperial court!

At his level, he was no longer satisfied with those Yin Spirit Qi, incense and faith, and it had an unimaginable huge improvement in his strength!

"Maybe thousands of years later, my Lang Buping can really become a powerful human god!"

"Worshipped by the world, with millions of believers!"

"At that time, even if you open the door of cultivation again and enter the real immortal realm, you will still be a god!"

Mr. Lang thought to himself, feeling that his soul was about to climax.

It flew silently, getting closer and closer to the stone tower.

"It's been a long time since I've been back to see it, and I really miss that feeling......"

In fact, he knew that the well was connected to a rather terrifying place of extreme yin, and it was this incident that made him have a strong sense of awe engraved on his soul for Chu Xianggong and Qian Zhenren.

Even if he was not controlled, he never thought of betraying.

Rest all night tonight, and kill with flying swords tomorrow!

(End of chapter)