The Lord of Ghost

Mo Li said that his plan was to lure the snake out of its hole.

When the old emperor tore open the space and left the palace surrounded by death, his plan had already succeeded!

And the key to success was Mo Li's eyes: the pupil of the ghost eye!

The pupil of the ghost eye has an extremely special ability: soul capture!

And Mo Li used this ability to the fullest this time.

First of all, soul capture cannot cover opponents who are much stronger than oneself, and secondly, it can only control the soul of a dead person.

Moreover, the soul of a saint is as strong as the sun in the daytime.

But that is a normal saint. The old emperor's life span is exhausted, the soul light is dim, and he is a dying person. This condition barely meets the range of soul capture.

But even so, Mo Li still cannot cover the influence, because the gap is too big, and he must weaken the strength of the saint's soul, or strengthen his own control.

Therefore, Mo Li thought of a way: to use the multiple superposition of the pupil of the ghost eye.

He controlled the puppet to go to the palace surrounded by death, and controlled the soul, reflecting the scarlet pupil of the ghost eye in the palace.

The so-called puppet is controlled by the pupil of the ghost eye, just like when Mo Li controlled Gongsun Jianwu in the secret realm to harvest the foundation disciples of Xuanyang Holy Land, he controlled people from a distance with his eyes.

In fact, every time he looked at the old emperor, it was a superposition of soul suction, in order to pull his soul into his own world, because only by pulling it into the world where the blood moon was suspended in the sky, he would have a chance of winning.

He didn't believe that the transaction would succeed, that was all to deceive children, the real transaction was carried out under the state of equal strength, but the gap in their strength was too great.

So, the old emperor decisively crushed him and pursued his traces.

Of course, all of this was within Mo Li's plan. With the protection of the immortal objects, he could do it perfectly in terms of traces.

So, after the initial confrontation, he had been waiting for the last opportunity, using the cover of the immortal objects to delay time.

Generally speaking, when is the weakest and faintest moment of the soul light of a living being?

The answer is the moment he dies.

At the moment of death, the fire of soul light will be completely extinguished and fall into darkness.

And this time is the best time for Mo Li to capture the soul!

But for the sake of caution and insurance, Mo Li decided to control the superposition.

So, he calculated the time and exposed the position of the puppet when there were only three breaths left. At the same time, he hid his own broken flesh smell on the puppet, in order to lure the snake out of the hole.

As long as the old emperor still wants to live, he has to gamble.

That is, when he tore through the void and came to the inn, the puppet reflected the scarlet ghost eyes and superimposed the soul.

Then, the old emperor swallowed the puppet with his broken flesh smell, and his vitality was restored, so the holy flower in the outside world suddenly closed when it was about to bloom.

But the broken flesh was still mixed with poisonous blood, and the old emperor's life burned rapidly again.

He had no choice. In order to survive, he either swallowed it or died. Swallowing it could also gain a glimmer of life.

It was at this time that the Holy Meteorite Flower bloomed completely, and the moment when the old emperor's soul light dimmed to the weakest, Mo Li appeared in the next room.

"Ghost Eyes, Soul Capture!"

After multiple soul control superpositions, the Ghost Eyes' strange suppression of the soul, the old emperor's soul, which was already old due to the years, and the darkest moment of death, Mo Li finally succeeded in bringing the old emperor into his strange blood moon land.

In the blood moon space.

When the old emperor came here, he suddenly realized that he was not dead, but in a very strange state, a delicate balance between life and death.

At that time, his soul form was mostly faint, like a ball of transparent fireworks, his eyes sank, looking at Mo Li on the top of the blood moon.

"Where is this?"

Mo Li smiled: "This is my world!"

As he said, he blinked, and the blood moon on the sky also flickered.

"Hmm?" Muran, the old emperor found that his perception and movements were stiff for a moment.

Mo Li smiled slightly and took it all in.

Once, there was only one example that could not be affected by anything in his world: the God of Sound.

Now the old emperor of the sage soul, which is dim and dull, is obviously stiff and slow, indicating that his control is still very strong.

"Wait!" The old emperor suddenly shouted.

Mo Li looked playful: "What?"

The old emperor: "I think the previous transaction can go on!"

Realizing that he was at a disadvantage, the old emperor decisively proposed.

Mo Li: "Sorry, I have the final say on this transaction."

As he spoke, the blood moon under the sky shed thick blood, and a stone door that stood between heaven and earth slowly opened. The hoarse roar of the soul-piercing came through the stone door, and the old emperor couldn't help but frowned.

The coldness behind the stone door made him uneasy.

"Tear him apart! My ghost!"

At this moment, Mo Li under the blood moon was like a master. After the stone door opened, the ghosts he had swallowed in the soul space were densely packed like a tide.

He commanded the shocking ghosts, just like a general with thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Tens of thousands of ghosts twisted their bodies like smoke, their faces were hideous, and several ghosts actually merged together, their auras increased, and they rushed towards the old emperor.

The old emperor retreated again and again, constantly resisting the bites of the ghosts.

He used the secret method of the soul to kill large groups of ghosts.

But Mo Li devoured tens of thousands of ghosts. Although the gap between his realm and strength and the old emperor was too big, he made up for the lack of strength with numbers.

In addition, Mo Li was constantly controlling the blood moon to affect the old emperor's soul, and tens of thousands of ghosts also caused him considerable damage.

In fact, Mo Li was worried that the other party had some tricks up his sleeve, so he had been wearing down the other party's strength, and it was better to be safe than sorry.

He thought that he could easily suppress the dim soul light, but after almost all his ghosts were annihilated, the old emperor was still strong.

Moreover, even in his current weakened state, Mo Li himself estimated that he could not match it.

It can only be said that a saint is still a saint after all, even if he is a broken and weak saint.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Mo Li shouted:

"Hey, old man, it's your turn."

As he said that, an old man with a human head and a worm body crawled out of the stone gate.

It was the high priest.

The moment he saw the high priest, the old emperor's tense nerves were completely broken.

He thought that after clearing all the ghosts, only Mo Li would be left alone. But when he saw the high priest, he realized that his spiritual power was not weaker than his peak.

You know, the high priest has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has digested the spiritual medicine [Wutong Soul Flower], and has long been reborn.

While ordering the high priest to hunt down the old emperor, Mo Li hid behind him near the stone gate. If the situation was not right, he would immediately enter the stone gate and close it completely.

Although the situation was almost impossible to change, he still kept a backup plan. It is always better to be cautious.

On the sea, the high priest spit out the spiritual silk, and the tough silk thread entangled the old emperor little by little, and finally woven into a cocoon with only the head exposed, and hung it under the blood moon.

At this time, seeing that there was no abnormality, Mo Li smiled and approached, but still kept a certain distance.

"Now, I give you two choices."

"One: Completely fall."

"Two: Become my slave. You will live."

……………………

Mo Li got the satisfactory answer he wanted.

Even if the old emperor did not choose the second one, he would force the old emperor to choose the second one.

The soul capture was lifted, the ghost eyes flickered, and the old emperor's soul returned to the body. At the same time, because of the magic medicine, the body that should have died gradually recovered.

And in the outside world, exactly nine breaths of time had passed.

At this time, Mo Li discovered a problem: the time in the Blood Moon Weird Land was not connected to the time in the outside world.

The time inside was obviously slower than the outside, because the time of fighting with the old emperor was definitely more than nine breaths, which was a situation he had never encountered before.

"Hu~"

Mo Li exhaled a breath of turbid air and glanced at the old emperor who knelt on one knee.

The plan was extremely smooth, of course, there were several prerequisites that could not be replicated: enough temptation, the cause and effect cover of the immortal objects, the assistance of the high priest, and the right environment.

Without any one of them, I am afraid it would end in failure.

It can only be said that giving up everything to enter the secret realm of the immortal world was the most correct choice. Whether it was the magic medicine, the immortal objects, or the Wutong Soul Flower, they were all taken from it.

The cause in the past, the result today.

Mo Li never believed in the theory of cause and effect, but now, he just found it interesting.

"Okay, get ready, and catch all the monks who come here!"

Mo Li didn't forget about the villain value.

These creatures are living points.

Getting rich overnight is not a dream.