"Mental will!?" Wen Shen frowned.

In Wen Shen's idea, he was to feed himself to the ghost. When the ghost eats him, although his soul would be torn apart, his consciousness would be passed down and occupy the ghost.

Hou Dongsheng took the initiative to refine the ghosts with Wenshen’s consciousness into a puppet soul of the golden elixir level, thus completing rebirth.

Wen Shen never considered the issue of mental will.

The voice of the Yundi Ghost King continued to ring in his ears.

"These ghosts are not without their own consciousness. If the ghosts do not have their own consciousness, they will inevitably dissipate or turn into a black lotus. It is absolutely impossible for them to have ghost forms. In my opinion, these so-called ghosts are not

There is no self-consciousness, but self-consciousness is sealed or lost. Once the soul-devouring begins, his self-consciousness will be aroused, and then it will be stronger than the obsession of ghosts or stronger than your beliefs."

Hearing this, Wen Shen fell into silence.

"This is a pure spiritual and will fight, which is more mysterious than a soul fight. Even I don't know much about it. The obsession of ghosts is generally very strong, but human beliefs should not be underestimated, as long as yours

The will is unwavering and the belief is tenacious. Even if the soul is torn apart and the consciousness is erased, as long as the belief is still there, you can truly resurrect yourself."

Speaking of this, the voice of the Yundi Ghost King suddenly paused, as if he had something to say, but he finally swallowed it back.

The King of Yundi Ghost looked at him and waited for him to think.

A ghost pill was wrapped on the flying sword.

"Roar" the ghost of the monster was the first to roar.

A long sword flew out from behind the King of Yundi Ghost, and a faint blue light shone on the sword.

After a roar, the blood snake bit the ghost's neck in one bite.

The yellow-robed monk was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the mid-stage foundation-building monk in front of him would be so ignorant of the sky and earth.

The soul-devouring begins!

A muffled sound came, and Hou Dongsheng rushed into the flames.

The King of Yundi Ghost Waves, and the flame turns into a fire snake and pounces on the altar.

"Start! What should I do?" Although Wen Shen had made up his mind, he looked at the ghost in front of him and didn't know how to start.

“Ah~”

After devouring Mr. Wen's soul, this ghost, which was originally the second-level peak, actually tended to be promoted to the Ghost King after being nourished by the blood snake.

"Strip off its ghost cultivation!" Hou Dongsheng ordered.

Why did I feed Mr. Wen to such a thing?

The powerful momentum was so shocked that the blood snake did not dare to move.

The secret realm of Ten Thousand Ghosts is composed of more than a dozen ghost realms, and there must be the Ghost Emperor Ghost Realm.

Wen Shen tore open the clothes on his chest, looked at Hou Dongsheng with a sharp look and said, "Come on!"

The sky frost sword fell, the void was shattered, and ice and snow were splashing everywhere. The ghost's body was stabbed by a sword in the wailing sound.

The two of them soon flew to the center of the Secret Pond, where there was a collapsed temple.

Click!

This mouth was so fierce that it actually bit the blood snake off in one bite.

The three yang fires are overwhelming under the blessing of the Vajra Phantom of the Flame,

Seeing such fierce flames, Hou Dongsheng did not retreat but advanced. He rushed over with the Xuanyang ground-shaking hammer in his hand, moving forward without fear.

"Boy, die!" The monk in yellow robe shouted and slapped out his palm.

Now the King of Yundi Ghost is in a stalemate with the altar ban, and it will take at least ten breaths to get the Black Lotus.

Wen Lao is finished.

A strong belief burst out in his eyes, a firm belief.

"Old Wen, are you ready? You won't be able to turn back if I continue to stab you." Hou Dongsheng looked at Wen Shen and said solemnly.

"Wen Shen! You must remember to stick to your beliefs!" Yundi Ghost King reminded.

Buy time for Yundi.

Crack...

"Yes, Lord Dust!" Yundi Ghost King agreed.

"Let's go." Hou Dongsheng ordered.

The surrounding yin energy gathered wildly, the ghost's body expanded rapidly, and its body also turned from a transparent gray-white human form to a huge black skull as dark as ink.

Poor that this ghost ghost had not yet had time to feel the power of the Ghost King level, so he was deprived of all his cultivation and fell from a Ghost King to an ordinary soul.

The King of Yundi Ghost Nod nodded, she thought so too.

No matter how powerful the soul power is, it is just a soul. Without the power of the Netherworld, you cannot interfere with reality.

Yundi Ghost King flipped his hands and a strange mark appeared in his hand, which exuded a strange light.

This is the pain of soul tearing.

Third-level treasure technique: Three yang fire.

The auction price of a black lotus is two million spirit stones, and the auction price of three black lotus is six million.

"There seems to be a treasure in this secret pool." said the Ghost King Yundi.

Puff!

The place where the Yundi Ghost King pointed to was in the center of the secret pool.

In the center of the island, there is a snow-white altar, on which three small black flowers grow.

The rest of the matter is handled by the second soul, and I can rush to the Ranqing Valley to prepare gifts for Xueer's little cutie to practice treasures.

The weather is frost and cold!

Life and death are at stake, life and life are connected.

The black chains quickly converged, and the magic dragon secret technique collapsed.

This is a big bet!

Either reborn or never recovered.

Hou Dongsheng looked at the corner, not even a single hair.

With a clang!

Hou Dongsheng waved a silver hammer to block the magic weapon flying sword

"Huh? What kind of hammer is this that can actually block the Pure Yang Fire Sword?" The person in charge asked in surprise.

With a rush.

The ghost ghost screamed, and the mark penetrated into the ghost ghost's consciousness.

"Master, wait, if you do this, you will destroy the Black Lotus." The King of Yundi Ghost quickly stopped it.

Wen Shen found that the bones supporting his body seemed to be disappearing, his flesh and blood were pulled away, leaving only a layer of shriveled skin.

Fourth-level inheritance magic weapon: Xuanyang Earth-shaking Hammer.

A sword penetrates the destiny.

Looking at this Ghost Lord puppet, Wen Shen's expression became more firm.

This place is the ghost king who advances to the ghost king. Even if the ghost ghost is promoted to the ghost king, it will not cause a heavenly disaster.

"I'll break the formation!" Hou Dongsheng opened his mouth and spit out a huge silver hammer.

Whoosh!

The Snow Sword Flying Out.

It's indeed a formation!

It's definitely a formation!

This collapsed temple must be an illusion formed by the formation.

When the confused ghost saw the blood snake transformed by Wen Shen, his eyes burst out with sharp light.

Hou Dongsheng opened his mouth and spit out Xuanyang's ground-shaking hammer, preparing to knock the altar to pieces.

Two swords are used to stab Guan Yuan, and one breaks Guan Yuan's life and death are gone.

Neither Yundi Ghost King nor Hou Dongsheng urged him.

"What? Is there anything wrong?"

Yundi Ghost King and Hou Dongsheng both laughed with satisfaction.

The collapsed temple seemed to have no effect.

"Congratulations to the Lord, congratulations to the Lord, this is the fourth-level treasure of the soul Tao." Yundi Ghost King said with a smile.
To be continued...