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Chapter 1183 Control the wild beasts

Ghost spiders are a very common type of wild ancient beast in the ghost desert. They have very strong survivability, and their attack power and defense power are terrifying.

The wild ancient beasts that can survive in the ghost desert are at the lowest level of the Dou Zhui level. If you are not lucky, it is normal to meet the wild ancient beasts at the Shenxu Realm level.

This ghost spider has a foot of three hundred feet in a radius. Judging from the breath of his body, it is obviously a ferocious beast from the late Taixuan stage.

If it were ordinary times, the little fox would not be afraid of a wild ancient beast in the late Taixuan stage. It would not be difficult to kill a wild ancient beast in the late Taixuan stage with her ability, but this is the cemetery god cemetery in the ghost desert. The cultivators who came here were greatly weakened and could not even fly. It would be quite difficult to deal with a wild ancient beast in the late Taixuan stage.

Mo Wen snorted lightly, and his body rolled in mid-air. When he fell from the sky, it had turned into a huge giant a hundred feet tall. The aura of the sky battle body swept down, and the sand below was sunk dozens of feet by a breath of dominating the world.

roar!

The roar of the ghost spider is like the roar of a tiger, full of energy and is quite penetrating. With the sound waves, the surrounding gravel is really flying.

A cold light flashed, and the two front feet turned into sharp blades and slashed at Mo Wen fiercely.

Mo Wen sneered, the ancient wild beast was not very intelligent, did not know how to advance or retreat, or whether it was a good or bad person. If it were a monster who sensed his terrible aura, it would have turned around and ran away long ago. How dare I stay here to provoke him?

He scored two huge giant hands, grabbed the ghost spider's two front paws, then raised it hard, and grabbed it to the ground.

Flying sand and stones, yellow sand spreads all over the sky, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, which was tens of thousands of meters long, like a meteorite crater.

In the pit, a huge ghost spider struggled for a few times, but did not stand up.

The ordinary late Taixuan ancient beast is not the opponent of Mo Wen now.

Whoosh!

A flash of light and shadow, Mo Wen had already appeared on the back of the ghost spider, and his hundred-foot-high body directly stepped on the ghost spider and couldn't stand up.

A lightning flashed in his eyes, and a faint light instantly penetrated into the ghost spider's mind.

Boom!

With a loud bang, there was an uninvited guest in the ghost spider's sea of ​​consciousness. It was a dark human figure with a white lightning flashing on the outside, which was Mo Wen's soul clone.

To deal with a wild ancient beast of the ghost spider, Mo Wen only needs a soul clone.

roar!

A huge spider emitting a misty white light appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the beast soul of the ghost spider. When it discovered that there was an invasion from other places, it immediately rushed over with its teeth and claws.

snort.

Mo Wen's soul clone reached forward and pointed, and a faint light shot on the ghost spider's beast soul. The beast soul immediately solidified in the air without moving.

"Soul-Snatching Technique."

As the lightning flashed, a large amount of lightning flashed from the beast's soul. The next moment, the ghost spider's eyes no longer had any light, and his eyes were dull, like a walking corpse.

"Confinement!"

A shadow flashed into the ghost spider's beast soul. It was a thought of Mo Wen. With that thought, he could completely control the ghost spider's beast soul.

Mo Wen's spiritual cultivation is no longer the same now. Not only has he become a soul cultivator, but he also cultivated the unique Taihao Thunder Soul. When dealing with the young master of Tianzi, Mo Wen did not even display the Taihao Thunder Soul. It is naturally easy to control such a ghost spider.

Outside, Mo Wen's body had returned to normal. He stood on the back of the huge ghost spider, like a little ant standing on the body of an elephant.

He looked at the ghost spider under his feet, smiled slightly, and said, "Get up!"

Suddenly, the ghost spider climbed up and carried Mo Wen forward, moving very quickly, like a shadow in the desert.

Soon, the ghost spider crawled in front of the little fox.

"Come on, we don't have to walk so hard." Mo Wen said with a smile.

The little fox looked at the ghost spider in surprise. She could naturally see that the ghost spider had been completely controlled by Mo Wen, but she was very curious. How did Mo Wen do it?

The Netherworld Taoist cultivator who is best at controlling his soul may have such ability. If the young master Tianzi controlled a wild ancient beast in the late stage of Taixuan, she would not be surprised at all, but Mo Wen was obviously not a cultivator who took this path.

"Big brother, how did you do it?"

The little fox jumped onto the ghost spider and stepped on the ghost spider's back. He found that the ghost spider was indeed quite docile and had no intention of resisting at all.

"The mountain man has his own tricks."

Mo Wen smiled slightly. He is a soul cultivator. Who is better at controlling the soul than him?

With the help of the ghost spider's crawling ability, the speed of the journey was suddenly a hundred times faster. The corpse god's grave was millions of miles in radius. It was not easy for ordinary immortals to reach the center of the cemetery. With the ghost spider's transportation, everything became quite simple.

A day later, the two appeared in the core area of ​​the cemetery of the God of Corpse. Here, there were tombstones everywhere. At first glance, there were countless. Some of the tombstones were quite standardized and placed together in an orderly manner, while others were chaotic, like mass graves.

These tombstones are all standing in the desert, but after so many years of wind and sand, the tombstones have always stood there without moving too much.

"Big brother, this place is so gloomy. It is said that ferocious corpses and ghosts may appear here at any time." The little fox tightened his clothes, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"Feither corpses and fierce ghosts are not scary, people are the most terrifying creatures."

Mo Wen said with a smile. While speaking, he casually seemed to collide with something, making a crisp sound, and then a black needle fell to the ground.

"Poison needle!"

The little fox's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked around with vigilance. It was obvious that someone wanted to deal with them, and the methods were very sinister. She had no sense of the poisonous needle before. If it was targeted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Stop looking for him, he's there."

Mo Wen emitted a sword light casually, and the golden sword light flashed and stood on a tombstone. The tombstone was divided into two and covered with lightning. At the same time, a figure flew out from behind the tombstone with a whizzing sound.

The man was dressed in white, a woman holding an ancient sword in her hand, with a cold temperament, looking at Mo Wen expressionlessly.

"Girl, it's not very glorious to attack in secret." Mo Wen said lightly.

"Is it necessary to bring glory to a dead man?" the woman in white said coldly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the candidate for the Moon Girl of the Witch Clan, aren't you?"

Mo Wen looked at the woman curiously. He didn't know this woman. If nothing unexpected happened, the two should have no grudges or grudges. The only motivation for assassination was her identity as a candidate for Moon Girl, trying to seize the wasteland order on him.

(To be continued.)
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