surnamed Wang

Chapter 664
Wang Gangquan has been an emperor for a long time, and he is very clear about ambitious people. Seeing the killing intent of Yang Dingjun, he continued to speak fiercely:
"I heard that Emperor Yang intends to find a husband-in-law for the princess. If the other party can reach Mahayana a thousand years ago, he will be able to sit on the throne. With Ziying's qualifications..."

"wishful thinking!"

Before he could finish speaking, the other party waved his right hand, and a large black branch hit him.

Wang Gingquan flipped and moved around, never letting the branches get close to him, and at the same time popped out Immortal Gu to attach to the branches where no one could see.

Immortal Gu is already pitch black, and it is extraordinarily concealed when it falls on the black branches, even the caster himself could not notice it for a while.

After spilling all the army of immortal Gu in the storage bag, Wang Bingquan gave an order to the thought-through Gu King, and the Gu insects immediately opened their mouths and bit the branches fiercely.

Yang Dingjun only felt a piercing pain, and then the spiritual energy in his body passed away crazily. After the spiritual consciousness swept away, he was shocked to find that there were countless bugs crawling towards him along the veins in the "spiritual root".

He has never seen this thing before, but he also vaguely guessed its origin, the only thing that can restrain spirit roots in the world is Immortal Gu.

Thinking of this, he made a decisive decision, swung his backhand behind him, pulled out a large amount of black thread, then used his hand as a knife, and slashed directly on the black thread.

"Stab!"

All the black threads snapped, and the man showed a pained expression on his face. His spiritual root was deeply planted in his body, like ten fingers connected to a heart. This blow was tantamount to cutting off his own fingers.

……

The spiritual roots lost their supply of spiritual energy, and quickly withered and withered under the ravages of the Immortal Gu, turning into pieces like charcoal. Wang Gingquan flew forward, held one of the branches, and a new branch was regenerated from the black branch, which was easily stored by him bag.

In the eyes of the surrounding monks, he just took the opponent's treasure for his own use, but the two elders knew that those so-called branches were actually densely packed Immortal Gu.

"Well, you Ziying, you dare to feed the Immortal Gu without authorization, so you are not afraid of being known by the Three Immortals?" Yang Dingjun raised his pale face, his eyes were gloomy.

"As long as you shut up, no one will know."

Wang Gangquan stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's neck. The young man's pale face immediately turned red, and as he waved his hands and feet wildly, black threads gushed out of his back again.

Wang Gangquan snorted coldly, and a red beetle with gold in it quietly appeared between the two of them, and Hei Si flinched back in fright.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly. This so-called natal supernatural power is nothing more than a supernatural power. It is more like a parasite than a magic technique."

Wang Gangquan murmured in a low voice, the spiritual power collided in the young man's body, black threads almost covered the dantian of the opponent's meridians, seeing the foreign spiritual energy was like a leech that saw blood, wriggling and sucking crazily, what's more, he wanted to find the trace look for him.

After making a general survey, Wang Gangquan cut off his spiritual power, and said in a deep voice:
"This thing should come from the Holy Spirit Realm?"

"you…"

Yang Dingjun blushed with a little surprise on his face. This matter is not a secret, but few people know about it, even his cousin has been kept in the dark.

Back then, as a royal family, he did not form a team with Yang Dingchun when he was in the holy spirit world. Instead, he secretly followed behind his cousin by relying on a magic weapon to hide his body.

Yang Dingchun, as the only daughter of Emperor Yang, was escorted by Gu Zhulu. Since entering the Lingmen, Yang Dingchun has followed a certain direction. He must know some secrets. He followed behind the two of them. It's always okay to eat soup.

Yang Dingjun followed the two carefully, and finally he caught the opportunity:

A giant man-eating flower growing on the edge of a cliff, after devouring flesh and blood, resumed dormancy. He took the opportunity to plan the root of the man-eating flower, intending to bring it back and practice it as a magic weapon, but he did not want the flower root to go straight into it. In the body, after a period of painful struggle, the so-called "spiritual root" was finally formed.

……

Wang Gangquan controlled the opponent with a mirage, and easily knew the origin of the supernatural power, but how to deal with it became a difficult problem.

The black thread in Yang Dingjun's body obviously has a sense of autonomy. Once he feels a crisis, he will attack frantically. The best way is to burn it with fire, but Wang Qingquan doesn't want to waste this opportunity to enslave the opponent.

While he was racking his brains to find a way, a tiny crack in the distant sky slowly closed, and Yang Dingchun's expression was slightly ugly on the other side of the crack.

"Imperial Uncle I is so famous, why did he give birth to such a fool?"

The maid on the side echoed:

"Relying on my own ability to underestimate the enemy and rush forward, even if I am not caught now, it will sooner or later cause disasters. And that Ziying is really hateful, she surrendered to the enemy and got involved with the curse girl, and now she dares to take advantage of you, young master, in public , damn it."

"Ziying was not sentenced to leave the Yangcang Realm, but was taken away by the three immortal monks. However, this way of seizing the house is very ingenious. Not only can he safely pass through the layers of the Cangjue Sect, but even the master was deceived by him. ..."

Speaking of this, the woman stopped suddenly, she knew something but couldn't say it, the other party seemed to still retain Ziying's memory, and even let herself go at Lingyunzong a few days ago.

While the master and servant were chatting, Wang Gangquan's spiritual consciousness came out again, and seven or eight Gu worms penetrated into his body from the seven orifices of the Central Dingjun, and the latter immediately oozed blood from the seven orifices, and wailed in pain.

All the monks in the distance were terrified when they saw this scene, and they were a little more in awe of this man known as "infatuated".

It was painful for the Gu insects to enter the body, but the Yang Dingjun, who was in the stage of transforming gods, obviously didn't want to do this. The reason why he suffered so much was because the black roots in his body felt threatened, and the frantic struggle caused a lot of damage to the host.

Seven or eight Immortal Gus were swimming in the meridians, cleaning up those black threads like eating noodles, and Yang Dingjun's reaction became stronger and stronger, and he fell to the ground trembling, spitting out a lot of filth from his mouth and nose, his lower body Also incontinent feces flow.

Rao Shilu hated the other party to the core, and seeing this scene, she couldn't help feeling pity, and said:

"You should finish searching for Soul Sword and kill him."

Upon hearing the words, Wang Gangquan turned around and said:
"I didn't expect my concubine to be born with the heart of a Bodhisattva?"

Apprentice Hong Mao couldn't help laughing at the side. After seeing the woman's unkind eyes, he stopped smiling and explained:
"Fairy Xi doesn't know that soul searching is the most painful punishment in the world. It is a kind of torture from the soul. The whole person seems to be in an endless hell. The sound is much more miserable than this."

Yanlu realized that cooperating with that nasty guy was taunting herself...

While speaking, the man lying on the ground gradually became silent. After his body twitched for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Wang Qingquan squatted down, lifted his eyelids to look at him, and said:

"Go change your clothes, it's too smelly."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Dingjun stood up, bowed respectfully and retreated, the rest of the people all opened their eyes in astonishment, and then began to discuss in whispers, Guihualou cleared his throat at this time and said in a deep voice:
"Today's matter, you must not spread it to the outside world, this is a military order."

The noise at the scene immediately became much quieter. Everyone looked at each other and went about their own business.

Guihualou stepped forward and whispered to Wang Quanquan:

"Zhao Daoyou, it's not easy for us to deal with you like this."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Manipulating others with spells is obviously something only evil cultivators can do. You shouldn't..."

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(End of this chapter)