Nu Jiuwu picked up the fallen inkstone, buckled the inkstone in the palm of his hand, and only a few drops of thick ink flowed down.

"Damn slave, waste my slave blood ink, although this little slave blood ink can't make you a slave immediately, but one day is enough time for the power of the contract in this to enslave you. ”

Slave 951 pressed his palm on the mouth of the evil self-generated, trying to let the thick blood ink flow into the mouth of the evil self-generated.

The evil self-born did not resist, and the divine soul had already flown out of the body.

"Three lives are blurred in the light, and three lives are in the light. "The spirit manifests itself by light, and is exceedingly bright in the darkness.

Six black and white rays of light shot towards Nu Jiuwu's eyes, instantly piercing into Nu Jiuwu's eyes, but Nu Jiuwu didn't blink his eyes, but there was some ridicule in his eyes, "Where did the monk come from, if you know each other, get out early, if I let me find your body, so that you can't survive, you can't die, but I have cultivated the Iron Head Hitting Heaven Gong of the Heavenly Dao, just with your disturbing soul spell, if you want to hurt me, it's really beyond my strength." ”

I didn't expect that the Dao method cultivated by the other party actually had some restraint effect on his own Divine Soul Dao Technique, and it was also a little unbelievable that the evil self-generation was also a little unbelievable, thinking that the previous slave nine and five heads were as hard as iron, most of them were also related to the cultivation of this Dao method.

The evil self-generated was another hole divine light that bombarded the center of Nu Jiuwu's eyebrows, but the golden light was directly into the sea without any reaction.

"It seems that except for the Thunderbolt Thunder God Cannon and the Palm Thunder, my other Divine Soul Spells should not pose any threat to him, but unfortunately I don't have the gold manifestation now, so I can't cast the Thunderbolt Thunder God Cannon at all. ”

If the soul does not manifest itself through gold, the moment the Thunderbolt Thunder God Cannon is condensed, his soul has already been destroyed by the Thunderbolt Thunder God Cannon, which is equivalent to hurting himself before he hurts the enemy.

The Evil Self-Generated Divine Soul moved his eyebrows, and suddenly a little bit of a mouth suddenly opened, "No, the reason why I need to borrow the golden manifestation to cast the Thunderbolt Thunder God Cannon is to prevent my own soul from being injured when I cast the Thunder Dao Technique, but that Compassion Heart Sutra can protect my divine soul from being harmed by thunder and lightning, so what kind of manifestation I borrow, wouldn't I not have to worry about the damage to my divine soul?"

The light man was suddenly annihilated, as if he was frightened away by the words of the slave ninety-five, and the spirit had already fled.

"I didn't expect that there would be a monk's spirit passing through this place, it seems that the matter of this place will soon be spread, so it is better to solve the trouble here as soon as possible and go on the road." Although the monk's spirit disappeared, Nu Jiuwu became even more worried.

"Slave ninety-eight, get out of the way, I don't have time to waste time with this old man, let me kill him. Nu Jiu Wuyi slapped the helmet off his head, revealing a bald head.

Nu Jiuwu jumped forward, his hands turned into claw shadows in the sky, and he actually grabbed the back of the long knife in the patriarch's hand.

"Grab the white blade empty-handed, it seems that you are old, this Ming Jin knife method, I am familiar with it, suffer death. ”

Nu Jiuwu's hands suddenly lowered his head and slammed into the patriarch's chest.

The head was originally a very vulnerable part of the monk, but now that Nu Jiuwu hit his head, it was not only arrogant, but also had an invincible terrifying aura.

The patriarch's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly summoned a layer of cyan mana armor to protect his chest, but under the impact of Nu Jiuwu's bald head, it shattered in an instant, and the powerful force directly knocked the patriarch upside down and flew out, and several cowhide tents collapsed in response.

"Patriarch, patriarch. The Sullen Realm monk knew that something was wrong, and quickly ran towards the location where the patriarch had landed.

"Kill all here, it's time for us to hit the road, I'm going to see my slaves. Nu Jiuwu touched his messy hair, a little proud.

There was a slight vibration on the ground, and the array of mana fluctuations that came from the ground made Nu Jiuwu quickly understand what was going on, "You want to use the borrowing of the earth to manifest to kill me, do you really want me to laugh off my big teeth?"

Seeing a native figure appear on the ground, Nu Jiuwu actually had a feeling of crying and laughing.

However, the thunder and lightning that danced from the mouth of the native made Nu Jiuwu suddenly change color, "Borrowing the soil to manifest the form, how can it be possible to cast the thunder system Dao technique, where are you sacred, this thunder system Dao technique actually contains the power of heavenly thunder, which is the taboo of my punishment of the heavenly Dao, damn it." ”

Nu Jiuwu had already lost any demeanor, and ran away into the distance with all his might, and he seemed to have a great fear of the Thunderbolt God Cannon.

Bang.

A thunderball spat out of the native's mouth, and the moment it was spit out, the native's body turned into dust, leaving only the evil spirit standing straight.

Sure enough, as he guessed, after running the Heart Sutra of Compassion, he could also cast the Thunderbolt Divine Cannon through the manifestation of the earth, and he didn't have to worry about the soul being harmed.

Bang.

The thunderball was in the middle of Nu Jiuwu's head, and in the bursting thunder light, the mana armor around Nu Jiuwu's body was instantly shattered, the armor turned into charcoal, and the bones of his whole body were all revealed in the thunder light, which looked a little terrifying.

After the thunder explosion, there was only a white skeleton and a head with seven or eight cracks left in Nu Jiuwu's body, and the seven orifices on the head no longer had a qi machine, and he was completely dead.

After solving this person, the evil self-generation finally breathed a sigh of relief, and there was still a lot of thunder and lightning energy in his soul, and the slave ninety-eight was not the opponent of the evil self-generation at the moment.

The evil self-born spirit once again borrowed the light to manifest itself and flew towards Nu Jiuba, and the evil self-born did not rush to kill him, but asked, "Say, what is the purpose of your sneaking into Yanzhou?"

Seeing that Nu Jiuwu was dead, Nu Jiuwu's face changed greatly, and he originally thought that he was holding the victory, but the situation changed in the blink of an eye.

However, Nu Jiuba is not stupid, he knows that if he says it, he will definitely die, but he talked about the conditions, "I can tell you, but you have to teach me the method of out-of-body soul, and you also have to help me reborn with my soul, after doing this, I can tell you, otherwise, after I tell you, the slave blood ink in my body will attack, and I will definitely die." ”

"Since you are able to use the Thunder Dao Method to manifest the form of the earth, and you are obviously also a powerful person who is proficient in the cultivation of the divine soul, if it weren't for the fact that you have this strength, it would be absolutely impossible for me to make this deal with you, in order to show my sincerity, I might as well tell you something, our purpose this time is related to the astrological ......."

Before Nu Jiuba finished speaking, black blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, preventing him from continuing.

Evil Zisheng hurriedly ran the Compassion Heart Sutra, wanting to find out what happened to Nu Jiuba, only to see that the sound from his mouth was swallowed up by black blood, and ordinary people couldn't hear any sound at all.

However, through the Heart Sutra of Compassion, the evil self-born still heard three words from the mouth of Nu Jiuba.

Stargazing Mausoleum.

After saying these three words, Nu Jiuba's blood flowed all over his body, and he fell to the ground, no longer alive.

Although I don't know what this stargazing mausoleum means, the evil self-born guessed something in his heart, and the astrological celestial machine in Nu Jiuba's mouth seems to have a lot to do with the stargazing mausoleum.

Just as the evil self-generated was thinking, many villagers of Hujia Village rushed over from all around, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the evil self-generated spirit.

"Thank you to the immortals for saving me, it's really an eye-opener. ”

Although the villagers of Hujia Village have suffered countless casualties, there are still many survivors.

Naturally, the evil self-born did not take the thanks of these villagers to heart, and some of them coldly dispersed their light forms, and their spirits returned to their physical bodies.

Nu Jiuwu is dead, and the mana in the plum blossom blood chain pen has begun to slowly dissipate, and the evil self-sheng tries to twist his body, and the blood chains wrapped around his body are loosened.

Falling to the ground, Evil Zisheng hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, licked the root of his tongue, and there was a fishy and salty smell, it seemed that the slave blood ink that Nu Jiuwu poured into himself had already flowed into his body.

Running the mana around his body, he soon felt the strangeness of his body, and in his brain, three drops of black blood were like three evil maggots eating his brain.

The color of the brain has also turned black in the place where these three drops of black blood have been gnawed.

There was a sudden pang of pain in his mind, and a voice seemed to be laughing at him.

"The kings and generals, all have a kind, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, you are an orphan, you don't even have parents anymore, you are destined to be oppressed, destined to be a slave. ”

Evil Zisheng wanted to argue in his mind, but he found that among all the people who bullied him when he was young, behind every teenager, there was a parent, like a big mountain standing behind them, so that the young evil Zisheng could only admire and could not be overcome.

"Evil self-birth, you really disappointed me, all the students here, everyone's parents are geniuses of the Great Dao Gate, they can forget and cultivate the ruthless way. Your parents are already dead, but you still can't forget it, this bit of love is constantly cut, you really lost my ruthless face, let me go to the bottom of the mountain to stand, the sun does not set and do not come back. An old man with crane hair scolded with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"I'm such a piece of shit. At the foot of a green hill, a teenager looked at the sky and complained, his disappointed expression amusing to his own.

In the mind of the evil self-generated, the black spread faster and faster, and the black clamor became more and more rampant.

"As long as you are a slave of mine, you are not a waste, and it depends on the master to beat the dog, if you have a good master, of course others will not dare to beat you casually and bully you casually. ”

knew that this was black blood bewitching him, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it, but felt that what the other party said was simply reasonable.

Evil Zisheng slowly closed his eyes, gave up resisting, and showed a somewhat enjoyable expression on his face.

"What do you want to do when you grow up?"

Evil Zisheng suddenly heard a familiar voice, and quickly opened his eyes, as if a flowery meadow appeared in front of him, a handsome boy and an ordinary-looking girl lying in the center.

The handsome boy said with some dancing hands: "I want to be a dragon when I grow up." ”

"Dragons. "The ordinary-looking girl didn't understand.

"yes, so I can fly to the sky. After the boy finished speaking, his eyes looked at the sky with some determination.

In the dark mind, a flash of light suddenly flashed, and when this light came out, it swept away all the haze, as if the darkness would disappear and the dawn would come soon.

Three drops of black blood suddenly let out an extremely miserable cry on the illumination of this beam of light.

"Dragon memory, damn it, it's dragon memory. ”

The black blood immediately disappeared, and the black in his mind quickly returned to its normal color.