Every time the ghost dies, he is resurrected by Leshui with Xuanfu, and the connection between the ghost and the Xuanfu is close, and his resentment and pain are transformed into the power of the Underworld, and the Immortal continues to strengthen the soul with these negative powers. After a while, Leshui was originally a void and empty Xuanfu, and gradually there was a hint of black and red, which was the embodiment of negative emotions and the prototype of hell.

There is no problem with a ghost at all, Le Shui ordered the fangs to continue to catch the ghost, and after a while, 10 ghosts were caught, and the previous ghost was treated, splitting the head and covering the face, under the endless whip of the ghost, it was gradually tortured into the source of negative emotions, as the object of the ghost's hatred, a faint red and black flame rose around the body, and the wail of the ghost could be faintly heard in the flame, and the distorted face of the ghost could be seen.

Le Shui stared at the flames rolling on Youlong's body, feeling the living pain, the chaotic sounds were mixed together, he couldn't hear any syllables clearly, but he could feel the resentment and pain contained in each word, Le Shui closed his eyes, the whole person was immersed in this negative emotion, when he opened his eyes again, a talisman suddenly appeared in front of him, this talisman Dao Dao represents hatred and hatred, although there is only one word, but it contains endless clerical meaning, it is the Great Dao Sutra.

As soon as this talisman appeared, Xuanshen suddenly broke through to the second layer, and the true qi spell worked more smoothly, and the beast king was originally hanging upright in the Xuanfu, but became sitting on a throne, and a crown suddenly appeared on the top of his head, and the clothes on his body vaguely appeared in the style of an emperor. The Beastmaster Hades has been transformed into the Lord of Hell, and although his power is still vain, the transformation has been successful.

In front of the Lord of Hell, the void floated to a seat, the ghost dragon was entrenched on it, and a trace of black-red flames lingered on its body, Leshui pointed with his hand, and the talisman Dao was generated in the void, falling on the black-red flames, the flames skyrocketed a hundredfold, and became more eerie and terrifying, just looking at it will cause the soul to be filthy and fall into the netherworld. This is the magic power that Leshui evolved with Fu Zheng Daowen, name: Powerful Ghost Resentful Flame. This fire is dedicated to burning the souls of the gods and defiling the souls.

Fangs continue to hunt ghosts, 20, 50, 100, 200, 500, 1000. Even if it is 1000, it can't shake the Xuanfu, Xuanshen has broken the second level, and the progress of the transformation of negative emotions into hell is much faster, although the transformed part is still not worth mentioning compared to the entire Xuanfu, but it is indeed a lot stronger than the first slight.

1000 ghosts are trapped in the Xuanfu, endured endless torture, resentment and pain are all sucked away by the ghost resentment on the dragon, the more they hate, the stronger the ghost resentment on the dragon, the stronger the Hades are stronger, although there are many ghosts, but it is just a food for negative emotions, it can't shake the Hades and the Xuanfu at all, and even can't shake the Youlong, resulting in the ghosts and resentments, Leshui doesn't have to use the Xuanfu to forcibly absorb and transform the negative power, and the Xuanfu has no pressure.

In view of this, Le Shui let go of the fang's control, the fang's figure turned into a ghostly light, where he passed, the ghost was clear, the ghost shook the howl of the soul, the ghost claw that froze the blood was completely useless, he just opened his mouth and bit it, no matter how fierce the ghost was easily torn apart, feeling the fang's invincible mood, watching the ghost being restrained by the soul hunting whip, the miserable appearance, Leshui once again appeared in front of his eyes A talisman Taoist text, this text is the restraint of the evil ghosts in the world, and the demon hunting method of hunting the evil ghosts and evil spirits。 This talisman Daowen avenue naturally restrains ghosts.

Xuanshen broke through again and was promoted to 3 layers. Le Shui's gaze fell on Fang's body, Fu Daowen flew out of his eyes, blending into Fang's body, Fang's body seemed to burn and swallowed the unsteady black light to the Fang's giant tooth, and then it was all absorbed, the violent fangs retracted, the black light and the Soul Hunting Whip spread to all his teeth, constantly flowing, Fangs instinctively sensed the growth of strength, opened his mouth, looked up to the sky and roared, the silent howl continued to be justified, all the ghosts within a hundred meters of Fang's body involuntarily threw themselves into its huge mouth, and then were suppressed and sent to Leshui's Xuanfu, endured endless whipping。

Fangs roared, and the huge army of ghosts was cleared, and a vacancy with a radius of 100 meters appeared, in this vacancy, whether it was a yin ghost, a powerful ghost, a ghost general, or even a ghost king, they could not resist the suction of Fang's big mouth, and they could not resist being suppressed. The second seat floated in front of the Immortal Venerable, fangs squatting on the seat, a black light restrained, looking like an ordinary black dog, opening his mouth and barking twice at Le Shui, and he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a bottomless black hole behind the big mouth, dark and dark.

Looking at the black dog that the pig demon beast spirit has changed, Leshui has to sigh at the ingenuity of the fate, as the first ghost, Leshui first thought of loyalty, so he chose the most loyal dog as the new image of the pig demon, because he likes the majesty of the black back, he chose black, but he invisibly combined the demon and subdued the ghost. Even the folk also have the legend of the black dog and the ghost.

Combined with the Soul Hunting Whip, Leshui evolved a second supernatural power with Fu Gong Daowen, which naturally restrained ten thousand ghosts, and was called "Ghost Devourer". Once the ghost eater is comprehended, although the ghost things in front of him are endless, they are not enough to eat with fangs, and the ghost eaters naturally restrain ten thousand ghosts, as long as the realm does not exceed the fangs, they are all irresistible, and the realm is higher than the fangs, and two small realms must be sacrificed to resist the power of the fangs to eat ghosts, that is, as long as the fangs are present, the ghosts will drop 2 small realms. The earth ghosts of the first realm of the monk have to fall to the ghost generals of the second realm of mortal beings, even if they are the heavenly ghosts of the second realm of heaven and man, they have to fall into the earth ghosts of the third realm of monks.

There are thousands of ghosts in the Xuanfu today, 3 ghost generals and 1 ghost king, all of whom can only wail in pain under the whip of the ghosts, and the resentment and pain are then sucked into the flames of the ghosts by the ghost dragon. Now, as long as Leshui does not rashly introduce the ghosts into the Xuanfu, no matter how many human-level ghosts there are, they can't cause qualitative changes, and they have transformed into the Lord of Hell, ignited 2 ghosts, and comprehended two runes and Taoism, and evolved two magical powers, this trip is enough.

Go, Fang, Leshui commanded.

The fangs disappeared from the seat, and the next moment they appeared in the position where they disappeared just now, opening their mouths violently, and infinite suction power was generated, yin ghosts, powerful ghosts, ghost generals, ghost kings. Regardless of superiority or inferior, all of them were sucked into their mouths by the fangs without any resistance, and when the fangs closed their mouths and returned to the Xuanfu of Leshui from reality, they squatted back to their seats again, and all the ghosts attracted by the ghost incense had been eliminated.

Counting the luck of these two guys, the spirit swept over, and Leshui found that the ghost incense had completely burned out just now, smiled, ignored the two, and flew to Sanyiping in a flying boat.

Deng Yinxue watched the overwhelming ghosts suddenly disappear cleanly, and for a while she only felt that she was still dreaming, withdrew the snake blood sword, leaned on the bluestone behind her with the hilt of the sword, and asked weakly Zhang Chao, who also relied on the strong ghost king to barely resist: "Am I dreaming?"

"I'm afraid it's an elder passing by. Zhang Chao watched the ghost qi disperse, and the weak and almost transparent strong ghost king said timidly, just now there was a force that exterminated the group of ghosts swept by, if his strong ghost king was not collected in Zhang Chao's body, I am afraid that he would be wiped out like a group of ghosts, even so, all the ghost energy of the strong ghost king was scattered.

Thinking of the irresistible sweeping power against the ghost just now, Zhang Chao felt trembling.