After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 151 150. What if all the banners are ghosts? (8.6K words - please subscribe)

Song Yan felt extremely weak, as if he had a high fever and was lying on a cave in his previous life. The power of the strange tower had not dissipated and was still invading his body, forcing him to fight with all his strength. During this period, the wounds continued to crack and bleed.

He soon became a bloody man, and even the roof where he lay became a pool of blood.

The blood dripped down the slope, falling into the flowing flood, and the rich blood energy also dispersed to the surrounding area.

Pei Xuehan finally came to her senses. She looked at the old monster from Zifu in the distance. Although she was scared, she also knew that the old monster was her last life-saving straw and even belonged to Tingyu Jianmen.

Therefore, she moved quickly and landed on the ridge of the roof where Song Yan was. She took out a green smoke jade box from her arms, with a look of distress in her eyes, but she still walked forward quickly, opened the box, and handed the elixir inside to Song Yan. In front of Yan Yan, he said: "Senior, this is the elixir refined from thousand-year-old mysterious milk. You can take it."

But before she could get close enough to Song Yan, a cold sound exploded in her ears.

"roll."

Pei Xuehan was so frightened that she jumped back as if she had been electrocuted.

And the voice with strong murderous intent and strong vigilance came from the distance.

"Just stay calm and don't try to do any tricks."

Pei Xuehan responded pitifully: "Oh, I understand."

Seeing that the female cultivator was no longer approaching, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to digest the remaining power left by the ancient tooth.

He already knew that the tower was the secret technique of the Wolf Clan's Zifu level - Bee Cloud Buddha Miasma.

The pagoda is also a pagoda. Split with thoughts, the tower is woven into a tower, and one tower falls to suppress the enemy. Even if the tower falls apart, the power in the tower is still like a remaining miasma, like countless bees frantically drilling into the human body and soul.

At this time, Song Yan was suffering from these "bees".

If Gu Teeth hadn't used this attack through Gu Zhi's body, and if he didn't have the blood of the corpse-eating wolf clan, he would have died long ago.

And this kind of pagoda also allowed him to understand some directions behind the Zifu.

The secret techniques used by the strong men of Zifu are already magic weapons in themselves, and the power weaved by thoughts is far superior to external objects.

Lianxuan's mysterious weapon and Jianggong's mysterious treasure, no matter how ingenious or uncanny their craftsmanship, are, they are still inferior to the attack performed by the powerful man of Zi Mansion using secret techniques.

In this case, why do the powerful men of Zifu need this kind of skill treasure?

Perhaps what is truly meaningful to the strong men of Zi Mansion are soul weapons and soul treasures.

Horcruxes are a little easier to cast, but soul treasures are difficult.

For example, the core material for the casting of Ten Thousand Soul Banners is "Soul White Hole Crystal Jade".

"White Cave Jade" can only be produced when the corresponding elements are turbulent. For example, "Fire White Cave Jade" may be produced around a "volcanic eruption", "Water Xuan White Cave Jade" may be produced around a "deep sea tsunami", and "Spiritual Soul White Hole Jade" can only be produced at the location of "Shensoul Shock Explosion".

Therefore it is extremely rare.

The role of the Horcrux and the Soul Treasure in the Zi Mansion is no longer a direct attack, but an auxiliary to the thoughts of the Soul.

As for the evil treasure, he didn't know yet, but he thought it must exist above the soul treasure. And it seemed that this evil treasure was not cast, but formed by the heaven and earth due to some accidents.

As many thoughts passed by, he became weaker and weaker. Obviously, the strongest wave of backlash from the "Feng Yun Fu Tu Miasma" has arrived.

He fought with all his strength.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the silver-robed female cultivator jumping near him again.

Song Yan's eyebrows were cold and he was about to get angry when he suddenly saw the female cultivator raising her hand to wield the sword.

His pupils were constricted, and he was about to be distracted. He would kill the female cultivator even if he was hurt a little more. But he saw that the rainbow light rising from the sword was not coming towards him, but was shooting far away.

puff!

The rainbow light settled down, pierced a corpse that was approaching, and then took the corpse away.

But even this time, her flying sword couldn't come back, because just when the flying sword hit the corpse, a wisp of red sand flew out from the wound of the corpse, and the red sand instantly climbed onto the flying sword. Then he raised the handle high up, as if he wanted to use this height to fly down to the ridge of the roof where he was.

Song Yan's eyes moved quickly, but he saw that at some point, several corpses had appeared around his roof.

These corpses are presumably Jianggong monks who randomly came to this secret realm. It's just that they were unlucky and couldn't escape like Pei Xuehan. They were either directly killed by evil monsters hiding in the darkness, or they were caught in the heavy rain in the tumor realm. fell into a sluggish state, and then was possessed by evil spirit

As the floods rose, these corpses became life-saving straws for the evil spirits. As long as they walked around, they were already covered with evil spirits, and each one became a terrifying bomb.

At this time, he was bleeding profusely, and the smell of blood made many evil spirits try to find ways to get closer to him.

However, they did not dare to touch the lower part of the corpse, so they could not completely control the corpse, so the speed was much slower.

But even so, the corpses were still moving toward the roof at the speed of ordinary people.

Song Yan looked at the female cultivator again, and saw that although the latter was in a hurry because she lost the flying sword, she still had a lot of treasures in her storage bag. At this time, she hurriedly took them out and threw them away.

But every time she smashed it, she lost one treasure.

Song Yan was so angry that she was going to die!

He whispered: "You let the corpses get close. As soon as they get close, they will stick together, which will be easier to deal with."

"Oh oh oh oh." The silver-robed female cultivator hurriedly agreed, and then tried to use Song Yan's method to get the corpses closer.

But it was obviously not that easy.

The Sha Gu obviously had a hunting instinct. Now, before Xuan Bao fell, they flew up from the corpse, as if they stretched out their arms to grab Xuan Bao.

And once Xuan Bao was touched, it immediately stiffened.

Pei Xuehan suddenly had an idea, and suddenly pinched her fingers to use the magic. I don't know if it was a spell or the power in the blood, but there was a splash, and the water waves actually rippled, and the ripples spread in the opposite direction, forcing the speed of the corpse to approach to abruptly stop.

Pei Xuehan stomped his feet and said, "My Great Tsunami Technique, how did it become like this!"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the dead water ripples that contained the breath of the bitter sea, and sighed in his heart. He believed that the "Great Tsunami Technique" must have great power, but this powerful Jiang Palace magic can only play a very small role in the flood here, just like a child playing with water with his hands, which is really terrible.

"Get closer, use the water waves to gather them!"

Song Yan commanded.

"Oh oh oh!"

Pei Xuehan said, "I still have the Great Whirlpool Technique."

After that, she gave a delicate cry, and the mysterious energy in the sky in the distance began to swirl violently, but this violent swirl only formed a small vortex in the center of the water.

But even so, the vortex was pulling the two corpses closer to each other.

Song Yan fought against the invasion of "Fengyun Futu Miasma" while concentrating on the corpse.

He knew that if he was not careful today, he might be killed by Sha Gu.

So, he was extra careful.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Where is the elixir?"

Pei Xuehan was stunned.

Song Yan said again: "Elixir!"

Pei Xuehan reacted and hurriedly grabbed the elixir made from the thousand-year-old mysterious milk and came to him. Seeing that his whole body was still and seemed unable to move, the silver-robed female cultivator thought about it and actually raised her hand to take the elixir and feed it to him.

Song Yan frowned, and Pei Xuehan let go in a hurry.

The pill fell back into the box.

Song Yan said, "Just put it in front of me."

Pei Xuehan quickly arranged it, and then used the Great Whirlpool Technique again.

Song Yan looked at the pill in front of him, and silently said in his heart, "Use this pill as a target and practice."

After a brief attempt to prove that it was non-toxic and effective, he put the pill into his mouth. Suddenly, a small force grew from his body. Although it was not much, it helped him speed up his recovery.

He survived the strongest backlash of "Fengyun Futu Miasma", and the recovery afterwards was just a matter of time.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and looked at the corpses gathering together in the "Great Whirlpool Technique" in the distance. Everything seemed to be going well. The traction of the water flow made the corpses disappear and made the corpses close to each other.

They formed a strange cohesive force between each other, which made them even temporarily give up coming to Song Yan.

Pei Xuehan said happily: "Senior, it works!"

But Song Yan didn't look happy.

Since he crossed over, he has always been nervous at every step, and he has long developed the instinct of "the smoother it is, the more I feel something is wrong". And in this strange and dangerous environment that he knows very little about, this instinct is running to the extreme.

"Evil Shadow" suddenly flashed through his mind.

The ghost cultivators annexed Shadow Peak just for the craftsmanship of Master Pi, and the shadows made by Master Pi would be easily occupied by the evil spirit, thus exerting the power of the shadows in their lifetime.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Song Yan suddenly said: "We can't let them gather together!"

Pei Xuehan:

"Oh, oh, I know."

She finally gathered the corpses together. This method really solved the urgent problem and broke the original "corpse siege" momentum. But now, she hurriedly cast the "tsunami technique" and began to try to interrupt their gathering momentum.

She was speechless about these old monsters in the Purple Mansion. They had different ideas every second. They said they wanted to gather, but when she finally gathered them, they said they couldn't gather. They were really weird and unpredictable.

But soon, Pei Xuehan exclaimed: "Senior, it's not good. The suction of these corpses is too strong. They are gathering quickly."

Song Yan said: "Drag it a little longer."

"Oh, okay!"

Pei Xuehan nervously started throwing Xuanbao again.

One or two Xuanbao, like meat buns hitting dogs, they go away but never come back.

During this process, Song Yan recovered again.

But, the suction was too strong.

Finally

Snap.

With a slight sound, the two corpses collided with each other.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

One of the corpses turned over under a strange force and lay on the other corpse, and the rustling red powder fell completely on the corpse on top, and then drilled into the body from the surface in an instant.

The next moment, the surface of the corpse began to swell, and there seemed to be many red particles rolling underneath. When it calmed down, the pale eyeballs suddenly opened, but the black pupils turned red.

The corpse stood up strangely, twisted its neck, raised its hand to grab the flying sword inserted between its waist, and the flying sword made a "buzzing" sound when its palm passed over.

Pei Xuehan watched this scene in horror.

She had realized that the corpse could actually use a flying sword!

Another moment.

Whoosh!

The Gusha corpse actually flew the sword and turned into a blood light, shooting directly towards Song Yan.

Song Yan's analogy was correct. If such a newly dead corpse is occupied by Sha Gu, Sha Gu can completely use part of the corpse's power when it was alive. Even because of the existence of Sha Gu, the power will be stronger than before death.

Pei Xuehan hurriedly took out another mysterious treasure and wanted to meet it, but she felt a huge pillar of blood coming out from behind her.

She turned her head and saw a huge bloody hand full of terrifying power grabbing the body from the air, grabbing it like a fly, and then crushing it hard.

Bang. Bang bang bang.

The body was crushed.

But the fingertips of the giant bloody hand started to turn into quicksand, bloody sand.

The sand fell from the sky and floated in the wind, flying crazily in the direction of the old monster from the Zi Mansion.

They are the main body of the attack, and they are also the most terrifying part of Sha Gu!

But the old monster from Zifu didn't panic, raised his hand, grabbed a corpse from the void, and quickly rubbed it against the solid powder.

In the process of rubbing, time slowed down, and Pei Xuehan only saw that more evil spirits seemed to be awakened in the captured corpse, and then it shot out and broke through, like a blooming flower.

If the flower breaks open the corpse, the evil inside will escape to the outside and bite the person holding the corpse.

But if the corpse had been wiped with the solid powder in the air in advance and then put it into the storage bag, nothing would happen.

Pei Xuehan was horrified and thought to herself: 'What kind of crazy method is this! ’

She looked at the old monster from Zifu who was sitting cross-legged and covered in blood, and saw that the latter's expression was calm and unfazed. It was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

‘Monster, madman! ’

Pei Xuehan was a little frightened and speechless.

brush!

Song Yan was extremely fast.

The "Eraser" of the "Sikong Yin" brand once again successfully wiped the Shagu powder in the air.

But just when he was about to put the "Sikong Seal" into his storage bag again, an accident happened.

The vast lake surface is full of water vapor. Apart from the towering ancient roof ridges and the tops of strange trees, there is the water surface that contains the atmosphere of the bitter sea. Even Song Yan is impossible and dare not touch this water, but there are ripples on the water surface.

A shadow of a monk, covered in gray robes, came from afar, stepped on the water, and grabbed Sikong Yin's body.

Although there was no contact, Sikong Yin's body was completely still.

The Shagu in the corpse began to struggle like crazy, as if trying to escape from the body, but the strange gray-robed novice had already bent over and saluted the corpse.

The body was motionless, apparently trapped in an unknown state.

However, this move made Song Yan unhappy.

He used Sikong Yin's corpse to absorb evil spirits, not purely for containment, but for research purposes to see if it could be used as a trump card for himself.

In this secret realm, he didn't want to miss every opportunity, because the road ahead was really dangerous.

Naturally, Sikong Yin cannot be discarded easily.

At this time, he saw that the uninvited Kuhai Emi actually wanted to save his "treasure", and suddenly remembered that "if Kuhai Emi is attacked, he will turn the spear and save the attacker instead." , then he looked at Pei Xuehan and said coldly: "Attack him, you go to the illusion."

Pei Xuehan:

She was extremely helpless, but she still let out a sweet cry, raised her hand, and used a spell to attack Kuhai Mi.

Sha Gu, who was silent inside the corpse, suddenly moved. Ku Hai Emi turned her head slightly and looked at Pei Xuehan with eyes that were lifeless and without pupils.

It bowed and saluted Pei Xuehan, clasping its hands.

Pei Xuehan froze on the spot instantly, while Song Yan instantly grabbed Sikong Yin's body and roughly stuffed it into the storage space.

He looked into the distance again, and saw that the many Gusha corpses that had originally wanted to get closer were obviously extremely afraid of Kuhai Mi, and actually started to retreat on their own initiative.

Song Yan frowned and looked at this ghost thing, thinking secretly in his heart: How did this ghost thing form? Why do I still smell like a ghost?

Others can't smell the ghost smell, but there is real "King King Tiger Blood" in his body.

At this time, although he was still weak, he had recovered a lot.

The effect of the pill Pei Xuehan gave him was really good. At first taste, it only released a small amount of the medicine's power, but subsequent bursts of medicine were more powerful. This increased his recovery speed by at least 80 to 90%.

At this moment, Kuhai Yimi turned slightly sideways and looked at the target, Song Yan.

The next moment.

Song Yan felt that everything around him began to change, the world became dark, and Mi Mi disappeared.

"It's an illusion again."

Song Yan knew that this thing couldn't be broken, so he honestly kept his heart and began to experience it.

This time, in the fantasy world, he and Pei Xuehan luckily escaped from the soul threshold, and then hid outside, hiding their names. During this period, they gradually fell in love with each other and became Taoist couples. Later, they went to a sparsely populated, devoid of mystery, but also far away from right and wrong. Outside the fortress, people herded horses and sheep and watched the rain and clouds. See flowers in spring, stars in summer, sea of ​​leaves in autumn, and fresh snow in winter.

Slowly, they gave birth to children, who came into conflict with the native nomads beyond the Great Wall, and they annexed those nomads, thus forming a huge family. But after all, there is no mystery here, Pei Xuehan cannot practice, and she slowly grows old.

Even though Song Yan always reminded himself that it was an illusion, he actually experienced these emotions all over again, and the accumulated experience of these emotions even overwhelmed his own memory. Even though he frantically reminds himself that this is an illusion, he will still be tempted naturally, because everything in this illusion is the life he truly desires in his heart. This is human nature. Unless your heart is made of stone, how can you escape?

Just as he was sitting in front of Pei Xuehan's bed, holding the old Taoist monk's hand, a vision suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: on the sunny grassland, with long grass and no horse hooves, the young Pei Xuehan galloped on the horse. When passing him, he stopped, looked at him with a smile like a flower, stretched out his hand and said: "Sir, come here!"

Song Yan closed his eyes.

And Pei Xuehan's voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Is it really that important if it's true or not?"

"Don't these more than a hundred years have any meaning?!"

"Why do you have to leave?"

"Stay for me, okay?"

"OK"

Song Yan sighed softly.

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A familiar feeling came over me.

He knew that "Dream Time" had arrived.

If you fall into it, you will sink, but if you don't care, you will break free.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, and in front of him was a flood of water floating on the dark roof.

Kuhai Emi looked at him straightly, looking like he was "stubborn and stubborn."

This is the only time when Kuhai Emi can be temporarily crushed.

Song Yan did not let go of such an opportunity. He slapped Yan Mi to pieces, and then slapped the female cultivator next to him who was immersed in the illusion.

"It's time to wake up."

Pei Xuehan opened her eyes. When she saw Song Yan, she suddenly felt a strong sense of joy. She subconsciously wanted to get closer, but she quickly stopped. She just stared at his face with a complicated expression, and then suddenly subconsciously asked One sentence: "Senior, is the sword wound on your face fake?"

Song Yan was silent for a long time. He had spent more than a hundred years with this woman in the fantasy world, and it was really difficult to treat her like a complete stranger.

So he said: "All illusions are fake, and the misery of the sea can only deceive people."

"Senior, have you also fallen into a dream?" Pei Xuehan didn't know what he was dreaming about, but he was not so afraid of Song Yan's attitude at this time.

Song Yan didn't answer.

Pei Xuehan suddenly bit her lip and asked as if she mustered up her courage: "Senior, have you ever gone outside the Great Wall?"

Song Yan suddenly looked towards the place where Kuhai Mi disappeared.

He suddenly understood.

That ghost not only creates illusions, but also creates flaws in people's hearts!

Could it be that it made me and Pei Xuehan experience the same illusion!

It "copied" its own behavior to Pei Xuehan, and "copied" Pei Xuehan's behavior to itself, so that even if the two of them woke up, the false would become true, and it would be much easier to incarnate next time.

True and false, false and false, true and false. False can produce true. What is true? Is it really that important?

If you don't want to be reborn in reincarnation, go and transcend!

Song Yan instantly thought of this terrible possibility.

However, his response was decisive.

"What's beyond the Great Wall? What's the point of going to that kind of place? I just dreamed that I left."

"What about me?" Pei Xuehan couldn't help but ask.

Song Yan said: "You separated from me after you went out. Of course I don't know where you went."

Pei Xuehan was stunned for a long time, then said "Oh" softly, with a slight sadness in her eyes.

Song Yan continued to cross his legs to recover. Before closing his eyes, he glanced at Pei Xuehan, suddenly waved his hand, and said: "I learned a spell called the ancient blood slave talisman. Once you get on this talisman, you can control life and death with just one thought. But you need to cooperate with the target."

Pei Xuehan did not dare to resist, so she approached honestly, looking at him quietly from time to time.

Song Yan raised his hand, placed his fingers on her eyebrows, and then said: "Don't blame me for not believing you. People in the Xuanxuan world are deceitful, and people who easily believe in others will die faster. But... wait until you and I leave from here, and we will be safe." Once I get there, I will unlock this talisman."

Pei Xuehan smiled sadly and said: "Where is there any safe place? The Corpse Wolf Clan is extremely violent, and every general is a tyrant. The Ancient Tooth Ancestor is the worst among them.

If it says it will destroy the Tingyu Sword Sect, it will definitely not give up. Even if I return to the sect, I will still die, and I will bring trouble to the sect. "

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Senior, you might as well let me sink into the illusion and die."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He finally understood why Pei Xuehan didn't wake up in time just now. At this time, a drop of blood seeped out from his finger, and he quickly drew it between his eyebrows, and at the same time said: "Relax your mind and accept it with peace of mind."

Pei Xuehan closed her eyes.

From the corner of his eyes, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down.

After a while, the ancient blood slave talisman was completed.

Pei Xuehan has also become a blood slave of Song Yan, who can kill him with just one thought even if he is thousands of miles away.

Seeing the female cultivator weeping, Song Yan said: "Okay, don't cry. Since we all left in the illusion, we may not be able to fight our way out now."

After saying that, he added: "Since you have become my blood slave, you are my property. I will not abandon you, nor will I treat you as cannon fodder."

Pei Xuehan was stunned for a moment, because she suddenly noticed that the senior talked more.

She wiped her tears and said, "Senior, please feel free to recover. I will guard you."

After that, she stood aside and began to carefully monitor the floating corpses around her.

Once the floating corpse shows signs of approaching, she will immediately use the "Tidal Wave Technique" to push it away.

suddenly

There was a thud in her ears.

Looking down, he saw a bundle of flying swords.

The quality of each flying sword in that bundle was actually quite good.

The cold voice of the old monster from Zi Mansion floated from not far away.

"Take it, don't just bring one flying sword next time.

My blood slave cannot be without weapons. "

Pei Xuehan nodded heavily, then took the flying sword and began to refine it one by one.

As she practiced, a little smile appeared on her lips.

The cold moon enveloped the sky, but luckily there was no more rain or fog.

However, at the end of this secret realm and at the entrance to the next secret realm, there were some weird vibrations from time to time. The two stuck corpses kept rippling in the water, and their eyes were pulled by the nerves, floating back and forth in an orderly manner.

A strange and eerie atmosphere fell here.

Pei Xuehan tensed her nerves. Once she found any abnormalities such as strange noises, she would immediately use her spiritual consciousness to sweep them away.

With her under her protection, Song Yan could recover more peacefully.

One night passed, and all the corrosive power of "Bee Cloud and Buddha Miasma" had been exhausted by him.

After another night, his strength was restored to full strength.

The golden light of the morning sun penetrated the floating clouds and fell on this ancient secret realm, but the flood showed no sign of receding. Not only that, it seemed to be rising.

Song Yan noticed that in just two days, the ridge of the roof, which was completely exposed to the outside, had been flooded until only a small circle remained.

There were only a few people standing around, and Pei Xuehan changed from being on guard in the distance to standing in front of him, carefully stepping back with a pair of silver boots, for fear of touching the rising water.

Song Yan swept across the water and stood up with his hands behind his back.

In the past two days, he was not only recovering from his injuries, but also had some thoughts in his heart.

At this time, he closed his eyes slightly, looked into the phaseless mask, and said directly: "Feng Chengzi, don't sleep!"

As a remnant of the divine mind, Feng Chengzi has existed for a long time, but it is naturally impossible to be awake all the time. After supervising Song Cheng to "leave descendants for the Wuxiang Clan", he is often in a deep sleep, unless at critical moments, or Song Call him, otherwise he will not respond proactively.

Divine thoughts floated out from the library and said: "Are you in trouble?"

Song Yan directly opened his "visible to the outside world" permission, and at the same time told him what happened, and then said: "If you still think that I can save Tang Fan, stop hiding your secrets and get some truth." Something comes out.”

"A real thing?" Feng Chengzi said with a divine thought, "Isn't the "Thought Escape" you took a real thing? Once you master this escape technique, you will be invincible among the same level! If you want to escape, Just run away, and you can always take the lead if you want to fight.”

Song Yan said directly: "In your phaseless mask, the books on the lower shelf are the first level of inheritance, and the books on the upper level are the second level of inheritance, but the most important inheritance should be passed down by you, the ancient ancestor of Wuxiang, right? This is the most important thing about your lineage.”

Feng Chengzi said: "I am just a spiritual thought. It is not easy for me to remember so many things."

Song Yan said: "What's going on with the Divine Soul White Cave Crystal Jade?

Without a large-scale soul explosion, it would be impossible to produce this kind of crystal jade.

Tang Fan's father's level shouldn't be higher than mine, right?

May I ask what spells and powers he used? "

Feng Chengzi couldn't help but said: "Boy, you are such a thief.

But even if I teach you, what should you do if you still refuse to move forward? "

Song Yan smiled and said: "Your boss should give it a try.

Xiao Tang is in front, Xiao Tang is still in the hands of my blood slave, and I have already made a deal with you.

We have a foundation of trust, right? "

Feng Chengzi was silent for a while and said: "You have provoked the late Zifu, and you may not be able to get out of here alive. Even if you get out, what can you do?"

Song Yan said: "What about you? What else can you do?

When I am killed, my soul will definitely explode. If your formless mask is not killed by my soul, it will definitely fall into the hands of the Corpse Wolf Clan.

When the time comes, are you going to teach these secret techniques to the Corpse Wolf Clan? "

Feng Chengzi's expression changed several times, and then he cursed and said: "In my lineage, these secret skills can only be learned after many tests. Hey. Hey. Forget it, I can teach you, can't I teach you?! "

a moment

Feng Chengzi spoke eloquently.

“Actually, this lineage and this secret technique are not passed on to everyone, it depends on the person.

Some juniors are not suitable for learning, so I won’t teach them. If they are suitable for learning, I will just talk about them and see their reactions. "

"Tang Fan's father is actually a genius of my lineage, and he is extremely suitable for this secret technique, so he created the 'Soul White Hole Jade'."

Song Yan asked: "What is that?"

Feng Chengzi said word by word: "Soul Explosion Technique."

Song Yan:.

Feng Chengzi laughed and said: "You didn't expect it, did you? There are people in my Wuxiang lineage who are playing tricks on their souls.

The sacrifice formation of the Ten Thousand Soul Flags in your hand was deliberately released by Tang Fan's father in order to let some people with ulterior motives refine the flags for him so that they could be used by little Tang Fan later.

It's just that an accident happened. He was attacked by his slaves when he was making the 'Shen Soul White Cave Jade'. Otherwise, how could he die so easily? "

Song Yan:.

Yes, there is actually a follow-up to this matter.

He went to Chu State and robbed Tang Fan of all his opportunities.

At this time, he said: "Little Tang is quite decent. Does he know that his father is such a person?"

Feng Chengzi said happily: "Of course I don't know, his father always wanted to find a chance to tell Tang Fan, but he couldn't until the end.

Hey, let’s not mention it anymore, let’s talk about the Soul Resurrection Explosion Technique. "

"Soul Explosion Technique, a soul explodes, shattering all thoughts of cause and effect. The power is extremely terrifying!

The shock caused by the explosion of the souls is naturally terrifying, so there is a chance of the birth of the divine soul white hole crystal jade. "

Song Yan said: "No wonder we need the Ten Thousand Souls Flag."

Feng Chengzi said: "The most difficult thing about the Soul Explosion Technique is actually not the Soul Explosion, but the concentrated Soul Explosion.

Now that you have control over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you naturally know that even if you use the banner, you can only give a simple command to the evil spirits within it. As for how those evil spirits execute it, you cannot control it.

Just like a general leading an army, if he shouts "kill", the army will naturally cover up and attack. However, if you want to mobilize the army later, you can only use the command flag to make rough movements.

If you want to give birth to the Divine Soul White Cave Jade, you need to superimpose the Soul Explosion, that is, let the evil soul explode in the same place, and this is extremely difficult.

Tang Fan's father was worried about this matter a lot back then. "

Song Yan raised his hand and suddenly grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

The flag is over ten feet long, and the wind and mist make it miserable and hazy.

He glanced at Pei Xuehan next to him, and suddenly said: "I have too many secrets to give you a chance. Leave now as if you and I have never met. But if you want to keep it, I'm afraid I won't be able to unlock your ancient blood slave talisman." ”

Pei Xuehan was stunned, nodded, and said: "Then don't untie it, I have always been the blood slave of my senior."

After saying this, she looked a little more relieved, as if someone had finally made a choice for her.

Song Yan was also stunned for a moment and looked at her suspiciously.

Pei Xuehan blinked and looked away quietly, not looking at him.

The next moment, Song Yan suddenly raised his head under the flags of more than 200,000 evil spirits, and wisps of mysterious and colorful tiger stripes crawled out of his skin and covered his body.

He took a deep breath, and all the evil spirits came towards his eyebrows.

When one comes, tie one up.

Binding one is to turn an evil spirit into a ghost.

But the world of souls was quickly full, so Song Yan returned the transformed ghosts to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and then began to repeat the previous actions.

While he was doing this, he looked at Feng Chengzi, who was completely stupid in the Wuxiang mask, and asked lightly: "What if all the evil spirits in the banner are my ghosts?"

"You, you, you."

"This is the blood of the King of Demons and the Tiger!!"

Feng Chengzi exclaimed, already losing his composure.