The words say:

The desert barren sand, the thunder and lightning, the thunderbolt shine. Pierce the clouds, light up the blind eyes, and fall to the ground to give birth to flowers.

The spring breeze is endless, and this old man has a lot of money. It is like a year of water, such as the number of flowers, and it is boastful.

——Small words to send "Liu Shaoqing".

At that time, maybe it was Meng Dali who fell down, maybe it was when the dervishes left! When the dervishes were chattering, the catastrophe was really getting more and more violent!

The catastrophe is falling, thunder and lightning are flashing!

On the ghost desert, above the big sand dunes, suddenly the sky was darker, and sure enough, I couldn't see my fingers, and in the next moment, suddenly the sky and the earth were bright, as bright as day, no, brighter than day!

There was also a dazzling lightning, like a giant python, swooping down from mid-air, accompanied by a huge roar - "click——!" sound shook thousands of miles!

The big sand dunes shook and shook in the thunder, and the sand on the sandy slopes on all sides was sand grains rolling down!

Meng Da shook it again and again, but the black bowl was like a locust attached to his finger bones!

In desperation, Meng Dali launched the Immortal Dao True Yuan, shook his hand vigorously, and just took off the black bowl shock, and another heavenly tribulation thunder and lightning python jumped down, Meng Dali didn't have time to dodge, and when he landed, his whole body was glowing, and the sound of "Zizizizi" kept ringing, making Meng Dali feel so painful, how to describe it?

- I saw that in the endless night, in the bitter wind and rain, on the big sand dune, a huge skeleton skeleton was jumping and jumping and stomping in place, and the situation was as weird as it was!

Meng Dali was very aggrieved in his heart, and couldn't help but shout wildly: "This is not my heavenly calamity! Why, ouch! Why do you keep thundering to cut me!"

At this time, Meng Dali did not use his own immortal Dao true yuan to make a hoarse voice, but pronounced it instinctively; this voice, when it reached the ears of the dervishes, was just a ghost cry of "chirping".

The black bowl that had just been shaken off had already taken the opportunity to jump up at this time, but this time it was attached to the vertebrae of Meng Dali's skeleton!

Meng Dali was furious, hateful, and afraid! At this moment, the dervishes monk hid in the black bowl and watched, only to see that in the roar of thunder and lightning, a skeleton was twisting and shaking there, which looked very absurd and weird!

At this time, the heavenly tribulation thunder and lightning have made Meng Dali bear, the dervishes monk is in the black bowl, his heart is outside the black bowl, his pair of monk eyes are staring at Meng Dali tightly, and his mind is communicating with the spirits of each instrument:

"Ami, can you directly resist such a catastrophe?"

"Master, don't worry, you can resist it completely!"

"Well, I mean, after we have time to get this skeleton ghost into the bowl, can you resist the rest of the heavenly tribulation?"

"Master, if it's always like this, I can really resist it!"

"That's good! You see the opportunity, help me to catch this big ghost cultivator!"

"Okay, how can I help?" said Ami, the machine spirit, cheerfully.

"Seize the right moment, you give him a moment behind his back, and then head him or trap him from behind, and just pretend to be in!"

"Uh-huh, I see, master!"

The Heavenly Tribulation was still falling, and Meng Dali was fighting against it, obviously becoming more and more difficult.

The night was as dark as paint, and at first glance it was bright again, and another heavenly tribulation lightning swooped down like a giant python! Meng Dali couldn't twist his skeleton, and set up a pair of skeleton ghost hands and palms, and divided them again and again, and went up to resist the catastrophe, at this moment, Meng Dali suddenly found that something should be slammed in his back!

Meng Da hated it so much! This broken thing actually attacked himself at this time! The force of this collision was so great! His mind was so ruthless!

Meng Dali couldn't help but pounce forward at that time, but at this moment, before he could stand firmly, the black bowl was already like a big bag, and it came towards Meng Dali.

At this time, there was a catastrophe thunder and lightning splitting, and then there was a black bowl set, Meng Dali wanted to resist, but was bombarded by the catastrophe and was powerless;

Meng Dali was in a hurry at that time, and couldn't help but roar! Before the roar stopped, Meng Dali only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed greatly!

At this time, Meng Dali was already put into the black bowl without any suspense, and here, hehe, it is no longer Meng Dali's world!

Meng Dali still wanted to resist, but he didn't know that a strong surge came and restrained him to death! When Meng Dali was taken aback, a voice came to mind in his ears:

"Don't struggle anymore! this is my territory, I'm in charge, you can stay quiet!"

Hearing only the sound and seeing no one, Meng Dali roared unwillingly, looking left and right, so a skull swayed left and right, Meng Dali wanted to see who was talking.

The dervish monk didn't care about Meng Dali for a while, anyway, he Meng Dali is now the meat on his chopping board, when to deal with it, there is no need to worry, the most important thing at the moment is to survive the catastrophe.

Crossing such a catastrophe, in fact, it is no longer a matter of worrying about the master of the magic weapon, and he has his own instrument spirit Ami, however, the heart of the dervish monk is still tied to the magic weapon tribulation, after all, only when his black bowl is completely successful in crossing the catastrophe, can he let go of his hanging heart!

However, when the tribulation was approaching the end, the thunder and lightning of the tribulation were like a waterfall of lightning, flowing down 3,000 feet, pouring straight down the black bowl!

However, the waterfall was too big, and the black bowl seemed to be unable to eat it, and sure enough, at the last moment, Ami asked the dervishes for help: "Master, I can't bear it!

The dervish monk was taken aback, and his mind was racing: This, if I help, it is equivalent to adding another person to this tribulation, and it will inevitably cause the tribulation to occur again, how can this happen?

But it was said that the dervish monk was at this moment, and suddenly thought of the skeleton ghost Xiu Meng Dali who was struggling and writhing, and his eyes couldn't help but light up!

The dervishes were all over the place, and Ami immediately understood what the master meant, and the mouth of the bowl was still wide open at that time, but the restraint on the skeleton ghost cultivator was loosened a lot.

But he said that the skeleton ghost Xiu Meng was very strong, and he had been struggling, and suddenly the restraints were loosened, and he was also overjoyed, and he immediately jumped out, and was about to escape, but he didn't know that his skull had just revealed the black bowl, and he encountered a "catastrophe"!

Hey, the thunder and lightning waterfall is pouring all over his head! Meng Dali was caught off guard and couldn't help but scream loudly! In the scream, Meng Dali tried his best to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation, which was exactly in line with the Dervish Monk's intentions, leading Meng Dali to help the Black Bowl resist this last wave of Heavenly Tribulation!

At the end of the catastrophe, Meng Dali's skeleton fell weakly in the main hall of the space inside the black bowl, and the dervishes stood with his arms crossed with a smile on his face!

In the empty eye sockets of Meng Dali's skeleton, two points of phosphorus and phosphorus green fire flashed, expressing his understanding: I was tricked, and I was put in a position by the monk in front of me!

The rain stopped and the wind stopped, and although the night was still dark, the light of those cold stars was already shining in the sky.

The black bowl went straight into the Heavenly Tribulation Remnant Cloud again, to absorb the remaining Heavenly Tribulation Thunder and Lightning energy, and in the Black Bowl, the dervish monk was about to toss the skeleton ghost cultivator Meng Dali, but suddenly felt a vibration in the space hall inside the black bowl!

The dervish monk was shocked, and his divine sense was swept away, but he was relieved: it turned out that the black bowl weapon spirit Ami had advanced to the second order of the Immortal Dao, and the black bowl was equivalent to a second-grade spiritual weapon, and the inner space world had undergone great changes.

At this time, the dervish monk clearly perceived that under the black bowl hall, the pure qi further floated, and the distance from the earth below was widened, and the earth below was now thousands of miles wide!

Under the earth, there is clearly a yin world, but this world is still a little vague, and there are only some gloomy qi circulating there.

The dervish felt that the yin world under the earth was as if he had heard of the underworld back then, but at this time, the dervishes were not sure, after all, the dervishes did not understand this change.

The clouds vanished, and the black bowl fell to the ground and turned into a grain of yellow sand.

In the inner space world of this grain of yellow sand, the dervish monk began to toss the skeleton ghost cultivation master Meng Dali! At this time, Meng Dali could not wait except to bow his head, what else could he do?

The dervishes were insufficient, thinking that Li Shijian had made a demon cultivator a blood oath slave, and at this time, he was also very intentional to make Meng Dali his blood oath slave.

However, the dervish monk himself has only heard Xu Wenhu say that Gao Fujun accepted the demon cultivator as a slave, as for how to make a blood oath to accept the ghost cultivator as a blood oath slave, the dervish monk doesn't know how to do it!

The dervishes would also go around in circles, only to hear him smile and say: "Meng Dali, although you said that you served the old man and were willing to be sent by the old man, but your cultivation level is so high, once you have the black bowl of the old man, what do you do to make the old man believe that you will not betray?"

Meng Dali listened, was silent, and held back for a long time before he said: "Otherwise, I promise to be your blood oath ghost servant, but there are conditions." ”

"On what terms?"

"For the time being, I will be a ghost servant with a thousand years of blood oath, and after a thousand years, you must return my free body!"

When the dervishes heard this, he secretly thought in his heart: A thousand years, if I can't cultivate immortals in a thousand years, then it will be in vain to trust this bowl! I have the help of this bowl, and after a thousand years, I will not be weaker than him Meng Dali, and at that time, the old man is not afraid that he will retaliate against me in turn!

Okay, just agree to him with this condition, but I really don't know how to do this with the ghost revision blood oath slave!

Thinking of this, the dervish monk smiled and said, "Well, I promise you, old man, that I will give you freedom after a thousand years!

"Okay! gentleman's word, the horse is hard to chase! Give me—"

"What for you?"

"Master, are you reluctant to pay the price of even a drop of blood? I, Meng Mou, am just a skeleton and have no flesh and blood, without a drop of your blood, how can I make a blood oath?"

When the dervish monk heard this, he realized that he still had to pay a little price for making this blood oath and accepting this ghost cultivator slave. However, for a drop of blood, the dervishes did not hesitate.

Meng Dali made a blood oath, and the dervishes immediately had a sense, and sure enough, from then on, Meng Dali was his own blood oath slave, but this is a ghost servant, a skeleton shelf, and it is always a little obstructive and disgusting to look at.

Meng Dali seemed to know the dervishes's intentions, after making a blood oath at that time, skin began to grow on the skeleton shelf, and after a while, the whole body was covered with skin, except for the barren land on the bare head, like a monk, the whole place looked, it was really much more pleasing to the eye!

When the dervish monk saw it, he was overjoyed and asked, "Meng Dali, have you given birth to a physical body? Are you a human or a ghost now?"

"Where, where, back to the master's words, I am not born in the flesh, I can now be said to be half human and half ghost. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Back to the master's words, the skin on my body was born because after making this blood oath, I was nourished by this drop of your blood, so I gave birth to this pair of skin, but this is only the appearance of the skin, so it is not the flesh.

However, with this skin, I can also say that I am half human, so my current situation is called half human and half ghost. ”

When the dervish monk heard this, he secretly said in his heart: ghosts always lack human nature, and if he can give birth to a physical body and truly become a human being, it may not be the same.

Thinking of this, the dervish asked again, "If you give birth to a physical body, what must you do?"

Meng Dali said: "I'd rather be a ghost than a person, being too human, cough, all in all, it's more sad than falling out of love." ”

"Where, isn't it better to be a human being than to be a ghost? Tell me, what is the way to give birth to a physical body and become a human again? You must answer me, the master!"

Meng Dali listened, sighed and said, "Back to the master's words, haven't you heard such a sentence?"

"What?"

"This is what the saying goes, 'The dead and the dead are flesh and bones.'" ”

"This sentence is just about the doctor's superb medical skills, what does it have to do with you, a skeleton and ghost cultivator?"

"There is a kind of divine skill, called 'casting flesh and bones', and if you practice this skill, it will be smooth, and within a thousand years, you can be reborn in the flesh and become a human again. ”

When the dervish monk heard this, he secretly said in his heart: "Within a thousand years, I will have to find this exercise, so that you can become a human again!"

But it was said that within the black bowl, there were more than 30 people in the dervish monk's micro array, among which Li Wenshan was also a very knowledgeable person, and when his heart moved, he sent a message to the dervishes:

"Mingchen Daoyou, since you have already subdued this great ghost cultivator, why don't you go to his lair, catch some ghost cultivators with high cultivation realms, and accept them as blood oath slaves, so that they can pretend to be immortal soldiers under them to make up for the lack of numbers in our micro array?"

When the dervish monk heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately sent a message to Li Wenshan, and replied to him: "That's right! Li Daoyou, your proposal is too good! Anyway, on the side of the Heavenly Array Immortal Kingdom, there are as many immortal soldiers as there are under him, so why don't I get a few more, and also gather thousands of people, just like Wu Jingwei and Pi Yangqiu, to be the leader of the middle formation?"

When Li Wenshan heard this, he applauded and laughed! When the others saw it, they didn't know why, so some people inevitably laughed.

The dervish monk made a decision immediately, and said to Meng Dali: "Meng Dali, I want to go to your lair, and find a few more people with high cultivation levels to be slaves, and I can also get some people together, so that I can get a bigger official in the Heavenly Array Immortal Kingdom!"

Meng Dali did not disobey the words of the dervishes at this time, and took the initiative to say: "I have three strong generals under my command, they are Lan Yiduo of the third order of the Immortal Dao, and two of the second order of the Immortal Dao, one is called Zhong Liangdang, and the other is called Hong Sanyuan. With me, with your current cultivation realm, master, you can almost only accept the four of us blood oath ghost servants, and no matter how much, your ontological true body can't stand it. ”

When the dervishes heard this, he smiled and said, "I want to get 3,000 men and become a bigger official, what do you think should be done?"

Meng Da said sharply: "If you give up your blood, master, you can give us your blood, and the four of us will accept them as slaves for you, and with the cultivation of the four of us, it is okay to collect 3,000 soldiers for you." ”

When the dervishes heard this, their hearts were full of joy! Harness the black bowl and go straight into the dungeon palace, and at the same time don't forget to ask Meng Dali: "How many skeleton and ghost cultivators have cultivated to a high realm under your command?"

Meng Dali said: "There are nearly 10,000 people below the fourth order of the original spiritual path, six or seven thousand from the fourth order of the spiritual path to the eighth order of the spiritual path, more than 3,000 of the eighth and ninth orders of the spiritual path, and more than one hundred and ten of them are at the beginning of the immortal path. ”

When the dervishes heard this, his heart was even more happy, so he said, "If you are above the eighth order of the spiritual path, I want all of them!"

As he spoke, the black bowl entered the dungeon again.