Hong Huang: I’m An Iron-Eater, I Was Overheard By The Earth

"Om~" Suddenly, the washing spirit cauldron rioted, and the black divine light that directed towards Yun Tian also became more dazzling, forming a sharp contrast with the bright moonlight, this...

The god-tier, ah, is an open arm and a bouncing motion. Then, turning his head, looking at Hou Yi and the great witches behind him, the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "You are... …"

"Fun brother, give it a try, play around." Hou Yi said with a smile.

"Um... as you go, don't affect Dingkou's Restrictions, just make the guy inside escape." After speaking, Gungun felt a little unsafe, and then put the two bear paws together, chanting the spell, and Restrictions are reinforced, so unless there is a corresponding spell, the demon soul trapped inside cannot be rescued anyway.

What, isn't Ding Gai already flying, why didn't the demon soul inside escape by himself?

Oh, the tripod cover flies up, just to show that you can use the rinsing cauldron. This is also a prerequisite for using the rinsing cauldron. There are other Restrictions at the mouth of the ding, so that the demon soul and resentment inside cannot come out. It was originally psychic. Zhiwu can release them, but Gungun used a spell to reinforce the Restrictions, so...understand, you can't get out without a spell now.

Immediately afterwards, Rolling opened his arms and continued to jump up and down, slapping the net drum in front of his stomach a few times to purify his grievances.

At the same time, Hou Yi, who was next to it, jumped, his expression began to change, first he was a little dumbfounded, then surprised, and then his face showed a thick and unbelievable color.

The same is true for the several great witches behind him who also used Magic power.

"This..." Looking back again and looking at them, he could see the shock in each other's eyes. Then Hou Yi turned his head back and looked at the washing spirit cauldron in front of him. He hesitated for a while, and his heart moved. I want to catch some demon souls, and then...

"Om~" Washing Lingding trembled slightly, a strange and unpredictable power spread, and then, many of the dead souls within a hundred thousand miles of Bu Zhoushan began to fly towards here uncontrollably, like There is an irresistible suction acting on them.

"Great Witch, you..." Perceiving this, Gungun instantly widened his eyes, turned his head and glared at Hou Yi, you bastard, actually wanting to increase my workload.

"Actually... I can really capture the demon soul! Brother Gungun, why didn't you hand it over to us earlier?" Before Gungun finished speaking, I felt that I had really caught a lot of lonely ghosts. Hou Yi quickly turned his head and said excitedly at it.

Hearing this, the rolling voice suddenly got stuck, and the big fat face twitched violently. It could say that it didn't think of it. Secondly, was it embarrassing?

Seeing that Gungun didn’t answer, the excited Houyi didn’t have the patience to wait for it. He quickly turned his head and shouted at the witches behind him: "Erlang, follow the Gungun brothers to learn this dance well, and use Magic power when dancing. , Can play the role of communicating with Baoding, and use Baoding's power to capture the demon soul!"

"what?"

"seriously!"

Except for the big witch who was relatively close to Gumball, many of the little witches behind couldn't help but scream when they heard this, and then they used Magic power and started to try.

For this psychic dance of Kuan Kuan, you must have at least the Cultivation Base of Celestial Immortals to be able to communicate and wash the spirits, and the witches present, the Cultivation Base at least are all golden immortals. Therefore, Kuan suddenly felt that, one after another. The rugged aura connected to the Own Spirit Washing Cauldron, and frantically absorbed the dead souls within the range covered by the Movement Technique power.

What is this f*ck...?

The whole bear was dumbfounded.

You witch races don’t have a soul. In the end, you still have to rely on me to wash away their memories, disperse their magic power, decompose their soul, and send them to reincarnation. Now you are so hard to grasp the soul, this is It's putting a burden on my god-tier, if you don't agree, I won't agree!

Immediately, Gungun chanted the mantra quickly, isolating the connection between them and Xilingding.

"Huh? What's the matter?" The connection was suddenly interrupted, and Hou Yi was stunned. Then he said helplessly to Gungun, "Brother Gungun, don't be so stingy. We are not trying to snatch your Baoding, just play... No, now It’s not playing it anymore. If this dance is used well, it will be a great means for us to deal with the monster race in the future. You should let us continue to use its power, okay?"

"No, you will exhaust me like this!" Gun Gun shouted.

"How come?" Hou Yi asked.

"The psychic dance without formulas can only restrain the soul. The subsequent steps must be completed with the power of the soul. Isn’t this me? You are all caught here, and then you don’t care about it. Leave everything to me. , Isn't this trying to exhaust me?" He said, bouncing close to Hou Yi, then lifted the sole of his foot and kicked him.

Hou Yi didn't care about this foot, but frowned, feeling a little embarrassed. If it was like what Gungun said, then although this dance can deal with the monster race, its effect is quite limited.

"Go!" At this moment, Houtu walked towards it from over there, and at the same time, asked it: "How many demon souls can you hold in the cauldron?"

"Eh..." Hearing this question, Rolling stopped, turned and looked at the back soil, the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't answer immediately.

[How much is it, maybe several million to ten million? The strength and space occupied by different souls are different. How can I know the specific number of words? 】

"A few million to ten million?" He walked to the rolling front and stopped, and heard the sound coming into his ears, the eyelashes of Houtu's eyelashes twitched slightly, and then, looking down at the bear in front of him, said: " If the capacity is large enough, you can store them in the tripod first, and then process them slowly when you are free."

"Master Zu Wu, I have to sleep busy in my spare time, it is difficult to find time." Kuan raised his head and said very embarrassedly.

"Huh~" Hearing this, Houtu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and said lightly: "Then you will pass the formula to your people, there should be quite a few of the iron-eaters. Jinxian and even some Taiyi Jinxian, let them handle it for you, is that good?"

"It's okay for me..." What else can Gungun say besides this.

"Your dance is called psychic dance, right? If the treasure tripod is not in front of the dancer when dancing, can you communicate with it?" Seeing Gungun no objection, Hou Tu asked it next.

"Then it depends on how far you are from the dancer, and the magic power of the dancer itself. Under normal circumstances, as long as you reach the golden fairy, you don’t have to worry about the distance. Of course, you have to get the consent of the person who holds the formula, otherwise at any time. Will be disconnected." Gungun replied.

"That's it, very good, very good." After hearing the rolling answer, Hou Tu muttered for a while, whispered.

Then, there was a silence for a long time, and suddenly he commanded to Gungun: "So, Gungun, from today on, you will be responsible for teaching my tribe, no, teaching all the erlangs of the Wu clan this psychic dance!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Gungun instantly opened his mouth.

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