And the people they came to practice were originally the unpopular martial arts who were despised by the big factions in Middle-earth. Although affected, it is still barely supported......

On the contrary, it still maintains most of the means. Now, he was confident that he would be able to deal with Tang Changsheng!

Maybe the General's Temple would have been powerful before the Great Tribulation in ancient times, and a few decades ago, maybe it was still a skinny camel bigger than a horse.

But in today's world, the means that the General Temple can have is only to raise a few ghosts at most to drive away!

However, when it comes to the means of raising ghosts, how can the General Temple compare to their Lai Ma Wizards?

Thinking of this, a twisted smile appeared on his face.

In front of him, there were two jars, one large and one small, all of which were bones.

At this moment, Dustk pierced his wrist, and blood was sprinkled on two jars like medicine that didn't need money.

Strange to say, the blood was drenched on it, but it quickly disappeared. It's as if this jar is alive, actively and greedily sucking blood!

"Hehe, when it comes to how the Ghost Raising General Temple can be compared to the wizards of the University of Malaysia such as me. Can they know how to raise a ghost?"

Duster hid his pain and weakness with a loud laugh, and the blood kept pouring out, making his face pale.

But in the depths of Dashke's pupils, two clouds of dark green light appeared, burning like ghost fires.

If you look closely, you can even see clearly that among the flames reflected in the pupils on one side is a painful female ghost who has been burned by the flames.

And in the pupil on the other side, there is a little ghost that is no more than a few months in size...... It also burned in the dark green flames, and its body was full of pain and resentment......

"You said that the wizard who came to Malaysia raised a mother and son ghost?" Tang Changsheng asked solemnly.

"Yes, Master. Why, that mother and son are very powerful......" Ling Xiaoyu asked cautiously after hearing this.

Tang Changsheng nodded: "It's very powerful, and it's also very vicious." This man is really killable!"

After a pause, he said: "The mother and son ghost is to find a pregnant woman with special conditions, and then torture to death with various cruel methods, and then dig the fetus out of the belly......"

"Ah!" Maybe Tang Changsheng said it too gloomy, Ling Xiaoyu screamed, he didn't dare to imagine that the respectful Dashike who was smiling in front of him was so cruel and vicious!

"Mother and son nature, this sacrifice to mother and son is to make these ghosts full of resentment. Not only did they torture them to death, but they also had to be separated and sacrificed separately. that mother and son may be joined together, but they will never see each other.

The ghosts that are refined in this way are full of resentment, plus the essence and blood offerings. It's easy to be able to refine a powerful ghost...... No, I'm going to do it too!"

Ling Xiaoyu felt chills all over her body when she heard this, she couldn't believe that there was such a vicious thing in the world?

But listening to Tang Changsheng's words, he couldn't help but believe it. I couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Master, what should we do then?"

Tang Changsheng sneered: "Back then, the Xiajiang Realm was also the world of these Nanyi wizards. My ancestor came south from Middle Earth, cut down mountains and temples, and beheaded sorcerers.

Don't say anything about mother-son ghosts, even more powerful evil arts, I don't know how many I have seen. Don't worry, I have a way to deal with them!"

Hearing what Tang Changsheng said so categorically, Ling Xiaoyu's heart couldn't help but feel wide!

"You stay here, I'll prepare spells!" Tang Changsheng ordered.

"I ......" Ling Xiaoyu just wanted to protest, but he didn't dare to seriously delay Tang Changsheng's business.

Seeing Tang Changsheng turn around, her eyes rolled: "You don't let me see it, I'll go and see it secretly......"

The voice of these words was not small, Tang Changsheng clearly heard it, his footsteps paused slightly, and then he walked into the courtyard.

When you are practicing, you can go to the ashram to retreat and practice to avoid external demons.

However, when it comes to sacrificing those Yin soldiers in their hands, they can't do it! They can only be sacrificed in the courtyard.

That Ling Xiaoyu followed behind Tang Changsheng, making Tang Changsheng shake his head involuntarily: "If you want to see it, just follow it and watch it, don't be scared when the time comes!"

Ling Xiaoyu cheered, grabbed Tang Changsheng's arm and shouted, "Thank you, Master!"

This time, if the Yin Soldiers are refined, Tang Changsheng's means are already much stronger!

The last time he practiced such a Yin soldier, Tang Changsheng had almost used his strength to eat.

However, this time, when the Yin Soldiers were cultivated again, it was already much easier.

First, Tang Changsheng has prepared a lot of talismans these days, and he just needs to use them.

Moreover, it is the great progress of his cultivation!

Take out the Yin Barracks plate and offer it to it. Ling Xiaoyu asked, "Master, what are you doing with the chessboard?" Didn't you say that you were going to prepare spells, why did you think that you were going to play chess?"

Tang Changsheng snorted coldly, lit a piece of talisman paper casually, shook it in front of Ling Xiaoyu's eyes, pushed it with his palm, and the smoke rushed straight into Ling Xiaoyu's eyes.

Immediately, Ling Xiaoyu's eyes flowed from her eyes, rubbing her eyes, and she said angrily, "Master, what are you doing?"

Tang Changsheng said with a calm face: "Look again!"

Ling Xiaoyu finally rubbed her eyes open, they were already a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

However, when she looked at the chessboard, she was shocked.

This chessboard, which should not have been small, has undergone tremendous changes.

Through a thin layer of black mist, it can already be seen that a camp has been transformed into a camp inside, with a school field number room and a city tower bunker. It's like an ancient barracks......

"This is?" Ling Xiaoyu exclaimed.

"This is the Spirit Realm ......" Tang Changsheng sighed, after all, he was a disciple of a sect with a heritage.

Although it is the first time I have seen this situation, it is definitely not unfamiliar.

"Look ......" Tang Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and saw that in the playground, there was a general wearing ancient costume and armor, with a knife at his waist, majestic and majestic, like a door god.

But when I looked closely, I felt that the general's figure was a little blurry, like a fog and a shadow.

"Master, what is this?"

"The Protector Ghost Soldier of this sect!" Tang Changsheng said lightly, slightly holding back in his heart, he really wanted to see what Ling Xiaoyu looked like when he was startled!

But he didn't want Ling Xiaoyu to clap his hands and shout: "It's so majestic......"

Tang Changsheng coughed dryly, and he really couldn't figure out what the girl's thinking circuit looked like.

He coughed dryly again, and said, "Wait, no matter what you see, don't open your mouth, and don't interrupt." Take your amulet ......"

Ling Xiaoyu saw that Tang Changsheng was so solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off, and said hurriedly: "Yes, Master!"