Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

"I know that you are now very poor, helpless, no food, no place to live, wandering everywhere, mentally and physically disturbed, sinister and terror, beasts and enemies, demon ghosts, pressing for hunting, beheading, eating meat and drinking blood, You can’t hide from many evil realms like broken bones and many other evil realms..."

Chen Ming had a word in his mouth, and the Nine Tribulations Sword kept drawing in the void in front of him, and in a short while, a strange shape appeared in the space.

This shape looks like a star-shaped picture, once painted, it seems to be alive, shining little by little in the dark castle.

There are too many dead souls inside, and Chen Ming is overwhelmed at the moment, and the power of merit is rushing upward.

A stream of Sacred mystery power was introduced into Dantian little by little, continuously purifying the energy inside, and the vitality it brought, and there seemed to be some kind of echo with the soul. A very mysterious feeling.

After absorbing a large amount of merit power quickly and steadily for a long time, suddenly the speed slowed down, and the force of merit became extremely weak.

After Chen Ming noticed the strangeness, he saw that the flame on the sword was dimming a little bit. And the Yin Qi of those dead souls seems to be suppressed quickly, not like just sucking in like just now, but need to use a larger inner element to pull those dead souls over.

This makes Chen Ming feel that it is becoming more and more difficult to super-duty. It seems that many souls don't want to get their lunch so soon, and the force of confrontation just offsets the spirit element on Sword Qi.

The many dead souls in the space were already super clean under the scorching of the Nine Tribulations Sword Fire Group, but at this moment there seems to be another

A new force grew out of the Lingyuan's light, and gathered together.

Chen Ming had to use his true essence to form body-protecting qi to resist the corrosion of his physical body.

The powerful Ling Yuan temporarily suppressed the extremely uncomfortable feeling, and Chen Ming looked at the faint light of the star array shining not far away.

Mang seems to be being diluted bit by bit by some new dead souls.

Through that window, Chen Ming could still see that there were endless souls emerging from the outside.

"Are these dead souls all coming from that room? More precisely, it is related to those coffins?"

Chen Ming held Fu Zhuan in his left hand and the Nine Tribulations Sword in his right hand, turned his back, and walked carefully into the passage.

Still have to go in and take a look, otherwise you will be trapped here by this undead soul.

Stepping across the dark window, "Oh, fucking..." Chen Ming didn't pay attention and seemed to trip over something hard.

He lowered his head and probed carefully. It turned out that they were all white-haired zombies, and the stiffness was comparable to a rock.

"Do these zombies have any identities? Why do they stay beside these wooden coffins!"

This thought once flashed in Chen Ming's mind, The next moment, suddenly two black shadows stood upright in front of his eyes, and the shadows seemed to float from the side of the coffin.

Chen Ming instinctively held the Nine Tribulations Sword across his chest, his left hand talisman ready to be sent, but suddenly exclaimed: "Black?"

These black zombies looked at their position, they should have been lying on the edge of the coffin, clinging to each other.

Because the coffin was too high, Chen Ming's sight was always blocked, but he didn't even see it just now. Until now, these black zombies had actually climbed up and walked towards Chen Ming slowly!

Are they the guards of this old castle? Then there must be some princes and nobles in the coffins, so they are filled with coffins made of such gorgeous carving art.

The stench from Black Zombie moved closer and closer to Chen Ming all the way. If these black rigors are normally full of flesh and blood and sufficient Yin Qi, their every move is by no means weaker than that of a mortal, and even said that their strength is more than twice that of a mortal.

But now, these two zombies are estimated to have been hungry for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is certainly not because they have enough flesh and blood to attack them to stand up.

Strands of resentful black air seem to have been emerging all over their bodies, these black airs? —It must be from those coffins. These black zombies can stand up and move and evolve into black zombies. It must be because the place where the coffin is placed is extremely yin and can provide energy to the zombie. Then the strength is definitely not weak...

The most important thing is, will they be like those dead souls, bigger and more in a while?

Chen Ming suddenly remembered that this room has never had a door, only a small window, and the sun can't get in at all on weekdays. For thousands of years in the dark space, it's no wonder that so much Yin Qi can breed!

Chen Ming took a calm breath and waved the Nine Tribulations Sword. He said: "If there are men and women who do not cultivate good causes in life, they will cause many sins. After death, the family members will do their best for welfare and all sacraments. Among the seven points, and get one, Wen Jian self-study, and points out."

I wanted to try to use the scriptures to pull these black dead souls out of their bodies first.

Unexpectedly, these black zombies not only disdain Chen Ming's move, but also say: "Save it, you are not the first to overtake us, you see~" Hei zombies glanced at the coffin.

Chen Ming still doesn't understand what it means, "The people who want to save us are all lying there!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Chen Ming almost didn't catch his breath, don't scare the labor and capital! This coffin is actually all black

The minions made by zombie are defeated. Then those dead souls must have been made by them too!

Hei Zang seemed to see a hint of timidity in Chen Ming's eyes, and continued to say with confidence, "There is still an empty coffin there, and there is no one there. There is just someone willing to send it to the door today. Hum! Interesting, interesting."

Chen Ming felt a guilty conscience, and the power of merit he inhaled just now might have to be vomited out for a while! Sure enough, you are greedy for petty gains and suffer a lot!

But now there is no choice. Even if he kneels down and begs for mercy, this black zombie probably won't let own own, so he has to stand and die!

After Chen Ming wanted to understand this level, he no longer had a guilty conscience.

"Heh, the last empty coffin must be the place where you dig your own graves!" Before Chen Ming's words fell, he heard a "swish", and Fu Zhuan became a ball of fire, attached to the Nine Tribulations Sword.

The two black stiffs that were originally slow, suddenly seemed to be able to walk, and the speed was still the same as that of ordinary people.

Chen Ming greeted him with the Nine Tribulations Sword, but he was both black and stiff, but he was not very afraid of flames.

The bright light was in front of them, and they did not give in at all. These black zombies are really different from dead souls, he

We are not afraid of light. Fu Zhuan should have no use for eggs at this time.

Chen Ming shook his sword violently in the air, the fire was extinguished with a "swish", and the whole room suddenly became quiet.

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