Resentful souls, like souls but not souls, have no soul source, and rely on strong resentment to survive. When a person dies, the source of the soul is scattered, and if he is dominated by resentment, he becomes a resentful spirit.

The resentful soul only has endless resentment, and the humanized begging for mercy like the one in front of him is unheard of.

Sitting in mid-air, staring at the resentful spirits floating in front of him, Wu Chen rubbed his chin lightly with his fingers, and then looked at the cemetery below, and suddenly had a plan to establish a ghost corpse army.

Looking at this cowardly horse, and even looking at his resentful soul pitifully, Wu Chen couldn't help but want to laugh.

One person and one soul were silent for a moment, Wu Chen broke the slightly embarrassing situation and asked, "Do you know the strength of these ghost corpses in the grave below?"

After hesitating for a moment, the resentful soul said lightly: "Master, I can't hide it, I am a ghost corpse royal family, and in the tomb below, except for a few ghost corpses with the strength of the gods, I dare not provoke them, and the others have to surrender when they see me." ”

Speaking of which, the ghost ghost is extremely proud, and this is its dignity. However, when he saw Wu Chen's gaze, his heart became weak again, and he lowered his head high.

"The royal family?" A little puzzled, Wu Chen didn't know that this ghost corpse was still divided into levels, but he only knew that the stronger its resentful soul and corpse, the stronger the strength would be.

Seeing Wu Chen's doubts, the resentful soul hurriedly explained, "Master, our resentful souls are supported by resentment, even if there is no soul source, they can exist in the shadows. And whoever dissolves resentment and gives birth to spiritual wisdom is the resentment of the royal family, and the ghost corpses formed by the royal family have a natural level suppression of ordinary ghost corpses. ”

Oh, listening to his explanation, Wu Chen can also be regarded as having a long insight. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he said slowly, "Do you know the Soul Snatcher Fusion Technique?"

Wu Chen's words made the body of the ghost corpse resentful soul tremble suddenly, and then looked at Wu Chen excitedly, his eyes full of hope, "The master has a soul-snatching and body fusion technique?"

Seeing him like this, Wu Chen was also slightly stunned, he had used the Soul Snatching Fusion Technique to snatch the house, and thinking of the snatching made him suddenly curious about the difference between the ghost corpse and the snatcher.

Smiling lightly, Wu Chen didn't answer, but asked, "Is there any difference between your ghost corpses and monks?"

The ghost corpse resentment looked at Wu Chen, accepted his emotions, and said respectfully: "There is still a great difference between the ghost corpse and the monk's seizure, and the soul has the factor of whether there is a soul source or not, which has a great impact. ”

"The existence of the soul source can closely integrate the soul with the body, and after the taker controls the body, it is equivalent to having a new body. And our ghost corpses can't fully control the body, so we have to treat it as a host. Therefore, after the resentful soul takes away the corpse, he can't cultivate, and his physical strength can't be improved!"

"And ......" looked at Wu Chen, and the resentful soul paused for a moment before continuing: "If there is the soul snatching and body fusion technique that the master said, the ghost corpse can fully control the body, and the physical strength can also be improved. ”

Hearing this, Wu Chen was surprised, he couldn't imagine that the Soul Snatching Body Fusion Technique had such a function!

Seeing the resentful soul looking at him with burning eyes, he also sighed at his intelligence, turned his head to look at the graveyard below, and said quietly: "I have the Soul Snatching Fusion Technique, but if you can help me build a ghost corpse army, it doesn't hurt to pass on this technique to you!"

When the resentful soul heard this, he trembled with excitement, and bowed his head to Wu Chen and clenched his fists, "Don't worry, the little one will definitely help the master, establish an army of ghost corpses, and dominate the industry!"

Ignoring the resentful soul who slapped the horse's whiskers, Wu Chen's eyes were deep, and he muttered: "In the future, I will call you a ghost!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the resentful soul peeking at him with a strange face, and he stopped talking.

Wu Chen snorted coldly, with displeasure in his voice, "Don't look at me like this, I have no culture, so I'll call you a ghost, go and complete your task!"

The resentful soul didn't dare to resist, so he had to clench his fists and bow respectfully, "Thank the master for giving the name, and the ghost will obey the order!"

Then it turned into a puff of smoke and burrowed into a desolate grave, and before long it floated out again, and sank into another grave again......

Let it go, Wu Chen doesn't care, just look at the result.

Take out the Xingyue Spirit Grass from the storage ring, look at this crystal and lovely grass, and swallow it without hesitation.

In the body, the star and moon spirit grass quickly dissolved, and the vast power of the star and moon spread out, and it was actually integrated into the three meridians of immortals, spirits, and war patterns, and in an instant, Wu Chen only felt that the war patterns and the two meridians of the spirit veins seemed to be burned by the fire, and the pain was unbearable.

And the immortal network is cold, as if full of joy, most of the power of the stars and the moon is pulled by it and integrated into it, it can be seen that the light of the immortal network is a little better.

There are also some stars and moons that are integrated into the flesh and blood, and in an instant, the blood of the whole body boils, and they are baptized by the power of the stars and moon.

Wu Chen was also unexpected, so he had to endure the burning pain and wait for the end of the tempering.

Drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, Wu Chen gritted his teeth, his face was hideous and terrifying, he never thought that this process would be so painful!

Under the moonlit night, a figure sat in mid-air with his eyes closed. The stars and moon on his body are full of light, like a fairy. However, his complexion was not as peaceful as that of an immortal, and his facial muscles were very terrifying, like a generation of demon lords.

Compared with the real body, Wu Chen outside the immortal mound is also uncomfortable, living a life of hiding in Tibet.

Somehow, not long after he stopped, he thought that he had thrown off Yan Yanxue, and was about to find someone to find out the news, but he heard Yan Yanxue's angry scolding from behind, and Wu Chen, who was helpless, had to run away again.

Looking at Wu Chen's fleeing back, Yan Yanxue was very annoyed, and then calmed down, secretly thinking that she would approach quietly next time, and then capture him in one fell swoop. If you don't torture the thief well, your heart will be unhappy.

In a certain mountain range, Wu Chen, who was carrying Hua Yun'er, saw that everyone below was gathered, and he paused for a while, and then fell and walked to the periphery of everyone.

I saw that in the center of the crowd, there was a vacant piece of land, and on the rocks in the clearing, there was a burly and tall gray-clothed man, exuding a powerful aura.

The man's beard was scummy, his long hair was greasy, and he was really sloppy, and he was the one who fought with the Son of Hehuan that day.

The monks looked at the man, but their eyes were full of adoration, and several of the female monks kept raising their eyebrows at him, but they were ignored.

"Brother Qi Hong, what is the result of your battle with the Holy Son of Hehuan? Let's listen to it. In the crowd, a man in green clothes had starry eyes in his eyes and asked curiously.

Seeing everyone's curious and expectant eyes, Qi Hong sighed and did not refuse, "Originally, I pretended to escape, but when he chased him, I unexpectedly smashed him away. I was about to go up and beat the Hehuan Holy Son into a pig's head, but a pink cloud suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows!"

When Qi Hong said this, two nosebleeds suddenly flowed down.

Awkwardly wiped off the two blood dragons, and coughed lightly: "Ahem, it's not suitable for children, don't talk about this matter, fortunately, I have a treasure to protect me, but I also let the Hehuan Holy Son escape!"

"What is not suitable for children, Brother Qi Hong, you can listen to it carefully!" Qi Hong's words aroused the curiosity of all the monks even more, as if he had seen some exciting picture, just waiting to be confirmed.

"Don't say it, don't say it, the purpose of our gathering is not to listen to me set up the dragon gate array, right?" Qi Hong was embarrassed, and hurriedly shook his hand.

These words made the people silent, bowing their heads and worrying.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressing, Qi Hong shook his head lightly and sighed: "Don't worry, although the strength of the giant spirit clan and the black-robed man is terrifying, Qi will definitely protect you with all his might!"

Looking at Qi Hong, who was surging at the moment, Wu Chen couldn't imagine that he, who seemed to be extremely improper, would be so chivalrous and courageous, no wonder he was worshiped by so many monks.

I also sincerely admire, after all, this place is full of dangers, and most monks don't have time to protect themselves, so they still have the heart to take care of others.

"Let's go out and find a way out, that's the best way. As long as you wait to follow me, Qi will not lose his words!" Qi Hong waved his hand and flew forward.

Seeing this, Wu Chen thought for a moment, and quickly followed with a silent Hua Yun'er. Hua Yun'er would not believe Qi Hong's words, in her eyes, the Holy Son of Hehuan was an invincible existence.

Wu Chen didn't care what she thought, now that she was following the big army, even if Yan Yanxue came, she wouldn't dare to make a big move, after all, Qi Hong's strength was there.

Not long after everyone left, behind the cyan boulder in the distance, a woman in white walked out, and there was a purple squirrel on her shoulder, which was Yan Yanxue.

Seeing Wu Chen leaving with everyone, she had a frosty face, gritted her teeth and scolded angrily: "This lewd thief is too cunning, he is hateful!"

But thinking of the strength of the sloppy man in gray, she hesitated, she didn't want to cause trouble, so she had to quietly follow everyone. I don't believe it, Wu Chen will always follow Qi Hong.

Along the way, green mountains and green waters, blue skies and white clouds.

At this moment, in the deep mountains and old forests, it was extremely quiet, and even the roar of the fierce beast gradually fell silent, as if something big was about to happen.

When night fell, the sky was dotted with stars, dyeing the dark night a little silvery white, a little less fearful and a little softer.

In a canyon, everyone stopped to rest. Not far away, Hua Yun'er sat on the gravel, with her hands on her cheeks, looking at the blinking stars in the sky, and couldn't help but be in a daze.

"What's wrong?" a voice sounded behind her, bringing her back to her senses.

Wu Chen walked next to her and sat on the grass, not caring whether he was elegant or not, which made Hua Yun'er roll her eyes for a while, if it was the Holy Son's brother, his behavior would definitely be more elegant and decent than his.

Seeing that Hua Yun'er glared at herself, she continued to look at the starry sky and was silent.

The corners of Wu Chen's mouth were lightly skimmed, and it was rare to be clean, and he was lying on the lawn with his head in his hands. Looking at the galaxy, there was a strong sense of longing in his eyes, "Ji'er, are you okay!Yue'er, where are you?"

Perhaps it was rendered by Wu Chen's emotions, Hua Yun'er looked at him sideways, softly and softly, without the previous insults, "Big brother, why did you arrest me, Yun'er has no grievances with you, can you let me go?"

At this time, she didn't know that the person in front of her was Wu Chen, who saved herself by the river and said that she was her grandfather's deceased.

After all, his appearance has changed, although he has also heard that Hua Haitang and Chi Haoran call him cuttlefish, and when facing Yan Yanxue, he calls himself Wu. Hua Yun'er would not have thought that the ordinary-looking man in front of her was the enemy that her master said!

Retracting his thoughts, Wu Chen looked at Hua Yun'er, his eyes were soft, and he said softly: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

Then he turned his head sideways, lay down on the soft grass, closed his eyes, and said no more.

No one noticed that his eyelashes were already wet, "Brother Hua, it's me who is incompetent, seeing Yun'er like this, but I can't do anything!"

Seeing Wu Chen ignoring herself sideways, Hua Yun'er hugged her knees blankly, looking at the night sky, not knowing whether she was thinking about her relatives or enemies.