Then he let out a scream of "ah", and the white-haired elder in his thoughts burst like a bubble, completely disappearing.
"Done!" Fang Xiaoyu took his thoughts back and said to the ancient Taoist priest with a smile: "Your grandfather is dead!"
The ancient Taoist priest's body trembled suddenly, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a look of reluctance, but his eyes were full of fear.
"You...you...how did you break my ancestral soul?" Taoist Master Gu asked Fang Xiaoyu with a sad face.
"I want to borrow the power of your ancestral soul to kill me. You are not qualified yet." Fang Xiaoyu sneered: "If you really want to fight me, please quickly invite all the eighteen generations of your ancestors out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Master Gu felt a sharp pain in his heart. Previously, he had secretly used his spiritual power to help him recite his ancestors. He didn't want to know that the soul of his ancestors had been destroyed, and he was so anxious that his blood rushed to his heart.
"Ah! You...go to hell!" Taoist Master Gu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, gritted his teeth, took out a dagger, and stabbed Fang Xiaoyu.
"Want to kill me?" Fang Xiaoyu slapped the dagger away from Taoist Gu's hand with a light slap, causing the back of Taoist Gu's hand to tremble with pain.
He quickly got up from the ground, grabbed a handful of Ecstasy Powder from the Qiankun Bag, threw it into the air, and immediately laughed proudly: "Let's go! Today's revenge will be avenged another day. This soldier
Pot, without my secret method, it would be in vain for you to get it. Just wait until these ghosts are gone! Haha!"
"Want to leave?" Fang Xiaoyu quickly rushed over and reached out to grab the dust and smoke, but found that he only grabbed a piece of clothes.
The proud laughter of the ancient Taoist leader came from the dust and smoke: "Boy, it's useless. Just now I have set up a formation in the forest. I borrowed the road from the mountain god here. Now you have fallen into the trap I set."
Soul Formation, let’s get lost here for a while before talking! Let’s go first. Haha!”
Taoist priest Gu stepped onto the birth gate in the formation and fled out of the forest.
Fang Xiaoyu chased for a few steps but failed to catch up.
The figure of the ancient Taoist priest had already disappeared in the forest, and the surrounding scene had returned to its original scene.
When Fang Xiaoyu looked back again, even the dust and smoke had disappeared. Only a copper coin and a borrowing talisman were left on the ground.
Obviously, the Taoist priest had previously cast a spell of ecstasy, causing Fang Xiaoyu to temporarily have an illusion, and then took this opportunity to escape.
What surprised Fang Xiaoyu was that the Taoist priest's escape method was very different from the Japanese ninjas he encountered before. Although those Japanese ninjas escaped, although there was dust and smoke, they would never leave any counterattack talismans.
Therefore, it is easier to cast spells to break the opponent's escape technique.
But when the ancient Taoist priest in front of him escaped, there was still a way out, so he specially placed a borrowing charm.
In this way, even if Fang Xiaoyu counterattacks, it will be ineffective because others have talismans to guard him. Unless the cultivation of Taoism and talismans is superior to that of the other party.
"I still underestimated the ability of this evil man." Fang Xiaoyu sighed, and gently touched the soldier-raising pot in his hand, and felt a warm feeling in his hand.
His face showed joy again.
Fang Xiaoyu had no intention of actually killing this Taoist priest, but now that he had obtained the weapon pot, it was considered a worthwhile trip.
It's just a pity that when this evil man left, I didn't tell him how to use the weapon pot. Now I have the magic weapon with me, but I can't use it. This makes Fang Xiaoyu very headache.
"Xiaoyu, what should I do with these ghosts! They are too scary. Can you put them away first?" Yao Qian shrank into Fang Xiaoyu's arms and asked in a low voice.
"I'm looking for a way." Fang Xiaoyu nodded and looked at the ghost soldiers in front of him.
"Ah! Ghosts, there are still so many ghosts!"
Xiang Ye Xue woke up, but when she opened her eyes and looked forward, she saw row after row of ghost soldiers standing in front of her. She was so frightened that her legs trembled.
Xiang Zhongnan's wife quickly hugged Xiang Yexue and kept shouting: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
As he said this, his whole body was shaking violently.
Only Xiang Zhongnan and the bodyguards behind him could barely hold on, looking at the ghost soldiers in front of them with serious expressions, but they did not dare to act rashly.
"Mr. Fang, you...you should put these ghosts away! They are too scary." Xiang Zhongnan persuaded Fang Xiaoyu with a wry smile.
"I think so too! But..." Fang Xiaoyu tried to mobilize his thoughts to move the ghost soldiers in front of him, but no matter how he thought about it, the ghost soldiers in front of him just stood there motionless.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but become anxious.
You must know that these ghost soldiers are all Yin bodies, but it is broad daylight now. After a long time, their souls will be scattered. This kind of Yin soldiers are residual souls, like an illusion. If they are left outside, they will be completely scrapped in one day.
. Once the residual soul is scattered, it is difficult to reunite.
"Come in!" Fang Xiaoyu tapped the gourd lightly with his hand and shouted.
All the ghost soldiers still stood there motionless.
At this time, Yao Qian beside him shouted: "Mr. Fang, why don't you release that ghost general and give it a try! These Yin soldiers should all listen to the ghost general!"
"Yeah! That's a good idea. Good!" Fang Xiaoyu nodded, gently flicked the spirit-nurturing ring on the wrench with his hand, summoned the ghost general, then mobilized his mind, snapped his fingers at the ghost general and shouted: "Come in!"
Soon, the ghost general got into the soldier raising pot. Seeing this, all the ghost soldiers also got into the soldier raising pot around Fang Xiaoyu's waist.
After a while, more than 300 ghost soldiers in the forest disappeared completely.
"Good stuff!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled proudly, and soon his face darkened again. Now the ghost general has been put into the soldier-nurturing pot. There is nothing in the soul-nurturing ring, so what?
Isn’t it equivalent to a useless ring?
Just when he felt a little disappointed, the voice of Little Pen Fairy came to his ears.
"Brother, quickly recognize the owner of this army-raising pot! Only if you recognize the owner, these yin soldiers will listen to you. Otherwise, it will be in vain if you take these yin soldiers into the army-raising pot. They will not listen to you at all.
words."
"Okay, I will recognize the master right now." After hearing what Xiaobixian said, Fang Xiaoyu felt ecstatic in his heart.
The process of recognizing the master is very simple. You only need to drop your own finger blood on the runes of the Weapon Raising Pot, and at the same time, imagine that your soul power will merge with the Weapon Raising Pot. From now on, these Yin soldiers can be at your disposal.
Fang Xiaoyu pricked the blood from his finger with a silver needle, pressed it on the soldier-nurturing pot, and visualized the power of his soul blending with the soldier-nurturing pot.
Soon, he felt a faint chill all over his body.
Obviously, this has been successful in recognizing the owner.
"Done! Let's try the effect first." Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel curious, and tried to lure out the ghost general and the three hundred Yin soldiers again.
"out!"
Fang Xiaoyu shouted, and a burst of green smoke immediately rose from the soldier pot, and then row after row of Yin soldiers appeared in front of him, and the ghost general also emerged.
"The ghost general returns to the spirit-nurturing ring! Come in!" Fang Xiaoyu shouted, and as soon as the voice fell, the ghost general turned into blue smoke and got into the soldier-nurturing pot. But the ghost soldiers stood there motionless.
Looking at the rows and rows of Yin soldiers in front of him, Fang Xiaoyu was ecstatic and couldn't help shouting at the Yin soldiers: "Kill!" (To be continued)