Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 768
The fifth floor is open shop. The rest area for single room guests
He sat cross-legged on the food table with his head bowed, his hood covered his face, his hair was streaming down his chest, and he tapped the blood-red object in his hand with a mallet unhurriedly. You will know that the wooden fish is composed of two skulls, and the mallet is also a polished arm bone.

Crash, the frost blowing from the darkness destructively broke through all obstacles, and this soul-killing move formed by the fusion of pure yin power and soul power was about to be suppressed, and the entire rest area set off a turmoil.

The hand of the man in the cloak that knocked on the wooden fish paused for a moment, bang, and the next blow made a heavy sound. The invisible sound wave resisted the frost that was close at hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, "I let you escape from disaster more than 30 years ago, and today I brought you to my door again." coming."

She walked step by step from the turbulent frost, indifferent like a god, "It was you who finally ran into my hands."

Zhan Changfeng was terribly calm. In his words, he analyzed many meanings.

After she left Shenzhou as a teenager, she changed her appearance many times, and even concealed the name "Yi Zhan". To this day, only a few people know that her mortal origin is the prince of the Yin Dynasty of Shenzhou.

This person was able to reveal his origin, either he had been monitoring her all the time, or he had been monitoring Shenzhou and Zangyunjian all the time, and found out her background from various clues.

Second, today's trip should not be for her, but for another purpose.

But no matter what his purpose was, she was determined not to let him leave alive.

The long sword shone with light, the power of vain life silenced the sound of the wooden fish, and slashed at him head-on.

Just as the man in the cloak was about to move, his spirit fell into an abyss and was bound by numerous mountains. His expression turned cold, and he used his supernatural powers to escape the shell. Wow, shredded paper flew up.

At the critical moment, he replaced himself with a paper man, and his body retreated a hundred feet, laughing against the wall, "Hahaha, what a pity."

"It would be great if you were made into a corpse back then." He raised his scarlet lips, as if there were countless threads in his hand, and with a light pull, two magicians jumped out, one left and one right attacking. Zhan Changfeng.

Zhan Changfeng saw their inside and outside with the eyes of true knowledge, and a trace of shock and anger flashed in his eyes.

Yanjia usually refers to a machine made of wood and stone, but there is also a magic technique of making puppets from the soul of a living person in the process of Yanshu——Yanshi.

This technique erases the memory and intelligence of the original owner, traps his soul in the body, retains most of the original owner's strength, and manipulates them like a marionette.

However, compared to this method, there is a more inhuman form of control, that is, to only erase the memory, retain the intelligence, and domesticate them into slaves who are devoted to the caster!
These two divine Taoist priests are undoubtedly living people, but their souls are entwined with countless thin threads. They are controlled by the cloaked man, and their sanity seems to be intact, but when they look at the cloaked man, they have pathological admiration and humbleness.

She thought that he used his soul to refine soul stones and raise soul slaves to be a "great trick", but he actually produced such dead bodies!
A real living corpse!

"Such a good skin should be the material of the master."

"If you attack the master, you don't know how to live or die!"

Gan Dao held a black sword, Kun Dao held a white sword, and the two monks used the double-cultivation swordsmanship. Their moves were as one, and the cooperation was extremely tacit.

Zhan Changfeng's sword is like a mirror forever, and both of them are involved in the world of mortals. Just about to wipe them out with another sword, the man in the cloak moves his ten fingers, controlling the two bodies to attack her.

Every move of the two of them was actually under his control, and the combat strength and tactics did not decrease but became stronger.

The two Taoists with sluggish expressions are agile and powerful, clang!The two swords of black and white intersected to send out a soul-soothing chant, tearing up the space like scissors, and the broken space fragments collapsed into the long wind, blowing out a hurricane.

Zhan Changfeng sacrificed Tongshi Lingshan to completely suppress the space here. Before the man in the cloak could move, the merchant ship's defenses were activated by themselves, and the surrounding walls instantly thickened by several meters. attack.

"This ship is moving forward at an extremely fast speed. Even if Zhenjun is thrown out, he will be seriously injured and dying. Do you want to fight with me here?" The man in the cloak held the wooden fish in his hand and said with a smirk, "Okay, let's take a look whoever dies first."

He enslaved two Taoists to withstand Tongshiling Mountain, bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed a mouthful of blood at the wooden fish in front of him. Immediately, the wooden fish shone bright red, and hundreds of ten thousand-year-old ghosts flew out from the two skulls, breaking the illusion Kill!
Zhan Changfeng had no taboos in the defensive formation of the merchant ship. He held Tongshiling Mountain and collected Eryan's corpse into the mountain, but his eyes paused on the fierce ghost in the formation. How could she detect the atmosphere of the ancient battlefield in Xiaoshengjie?

After starting the game casually, it is really a ghost on the ancient battlefield.

No wonder, presumably those soul slaves with the power of life and death were refined with these ten thousand year ghosts.

But that's not true, the ghosts in the ancient battlefield are said to have been taken away by the "black world" in several batches in the past 3000 years, and it is impossible for the cloaked people in the supernatural realm to be three thousand years old.

And the ghosts he released are probably less than one percent of those ghosts that disappeared.

There must be someone behind him.

Furthermore, this way of cutting off the connection between the space and the Dao is very similar to the method that group of people used to deal with her. If he is from the "black world", what is the relationship between the black world and Nirvana? One?cooperate?

The power of the Nirvana Society was beyond imagination, and she doubted whether it was true that the Nirvana Society had been uprooted in the world of mountains and seas.

The cultivator pretending to be Rundan Zhenjun who was beheaded by the Supreme Elder of Shennongmen was really the messenger of the leader of the Nirvana Society?
And why did this cloaked person who didn't know who it was, attack her when she was a child?
There was a cloud of fog in her heart, even if she had the cultivation level of a true monarch, she could not make her feel at ease.

That's right, how could she have forgotten that from the moment Yi Changsheng was taken away, she lost all retreat, and from then on, she did everything she could not for the world, but only to fulfill herself.

In her eyes is the cold and desolate abyss, the source of darkness, but her darkness is not mixed with any malice, only the endless depth and the terror that drowns the soul. Fa. Fierce ghosts, screaming and disappearing in it.

The cloaked man's face changed suddenly, and he tried his best to move the wooden fish to resist the blow of Annihilation's soul. Holding a mallet in the other hand, he slammed the wall behind him brazenly, trying to break it, and asked for help from his companions on the upper floors.

He has already lost if he has this idea of ​​escape.

Click, a crack appeared on the wooden fish.

"Go!" He pulled out two supernatural corpses, and at the same time, the mallet smashed through the defensive barrier on the wall a few times, and the gravel and sawdust splashed, crackling, revealing a hole the size of a bowl, and a terrible air flow poured in. Blow out the supernatural corpse and Zhan Changfeng several feet.

Zhan Changfeng held Tongshi Lingshan directly and crushed the two dead corpses with supernatural powers into blood foam, and instantly appeared beside the cloaked man who was half of his body crawling out of the hole. He picked up his long sword and threw him to the ground.

(End of this chapter)