The five ghosts felt chills in their hearts. They had thought countless times that even though their ancestor was seriously injured, he was still an extremely powerful person. After recovering, he could even lead them across China.
But they didn't expect that they would be subdued by a junior here. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were being condescending, which broke their image of Yinxuan Tomb as an unattainable demonic evildoer!
Even though the Ten Thousand Bones Cave in Southern Xinjiang behaves both righteously and ungodly, and even ranks among the thirty-six great heavenly sects, it can still be reluctantly accepted by the Righteous Dao.
However, Yinxuan Tomb, who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors and betrayed his sect, was a terrifying and terrifying existence that roamed China five hundred years ago. He has long been classified as a demonic evildoer by the righteous way.
"Oh, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Mr. Yin is indeed smart!"
Wu Ming stepped on him again unceremoniously, not caring at all about the ugly face of the other party, and not having any embarrassment in pretending to be Feng Tianlin. He said with dignity in his cold and arrogant tone, "I am not an unreasonable person either. If you kill my men, just use these five brats to take the blame. If I hadn't been in urgent need of manpower, none of you would have thought of leaving alive."
"this……"
Although Yin Xuanzhong had some expectations, he still hesitated after hearing it.
Normally, before Wu Ming expressed his dissatisfaction, he would directly kill the five ghosts so that Wu Ming would have no reason to attack, but that was not possible now.
Due to special reasons, he is not in peak condition, so he is in urgent need of help, and it is not easy to train the Five Ghosts.
"Um?"
Wu Ming glanced at him sideways, as if he was quite impatient, and snorted softly from the end of his nose.
"It is their blessing and destiny that these useless things can enter the eyes of Master Feng. From now on, they are the slaves of Master Feng!"
Yin Xuanzhong believed that Wu Ming was a direct descendant of the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord, and kept his posture very low.
Moreover, people from the same sect also helped him dispel some of his worries. In his opinion, as a supreme semi-saint, he has great combat power no matter what.
As long as you are not a fool, you will think of borrowing or taking advantage of it, and instead of forming a deadly feud!
"What are you doing standing around here? Why don't you come over and pay homage to your master!"
When he thought of this, Yinxuanzhong scolded him. Seeing the five ghosts looking a little confused, he couldn't help but said angrily, "From today on, you must serve Young Master Feng faithfully. If there is anything wrong, I will let you taste the heart-gnawing pain of ten thousand ghosts." bitter!"
"My subordinates pay homage to Master Feng!"
The five ghosts shivered and fell to the ground like pushing gold over jade pillars.
Compared to Yinxuan Tomb, although the Five Ghosts can only be regarded as brats, they are also extremely powerful under the semi-saints. Even though they have been keeping a low profile and have not shown much prestige, they are also truly cruel and ruthless. It is not an exaggeration to call them evil heretics.
The fact that they could be frightened like this shows that the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Hearts" is definitely not a joke to scare people!
"hehe!"
Wu Ming smiled slightly, raised his chin, and glanced at the five ghosts condescendingly, but his eyes fell on Yin Xuanzhong, "Senior Yin thinks that I can be bullied at a young age, so you repeatedly challenge my bottom line?"
"Feng...what did Master Feng say?"
Yin Xuanzhong's heart skipped a beat, his hands like withered claws swung around, and he looked like he was explaining in panic, but his feet moved toward the golden coffin without leaving a trace.
In his mind, Wu Ming was already labeled as moody, surly and violent.
Even though he is a dignified semi-saint, he is so shameless, almost groveling, yet the other party is still so persuasive. Do you really think he is easy to bully?
"Hmph, you old ghost doesn't know what's good and what's good. How dare you deliberately plant spies around me and seek death!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Ah...where do we start with this?"
Yin Xuanzhong was stunned for a moment. The secret technique of saving his life that he had secretly prepared flashed in his mind, and then disappeared quietly. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Young Master Feng misunderstood and blamed the old man. He is really too old." , I am a little forgetful, please forgive me, Mr. Feng, I will remove their restrictions now!"
As he spoke, he made several hand seals and took out several weird bone objects that exuded a strange aura. Weird and sinister runes were engraved on them. It would be no exaggeration to say that they were real ghostly symbols.
Following a strange howl of ghosts and wolves, and after bursts of black and gray mist dissipated, the five bone talismans turned into flying ashes.
"Thank you, young master, and thank you, ancestor, for your kindness!"
The five ghosts turned pale for a while, and their auras were a little sluggish, but they were ecstatic and bowed their heads as if a great joy had come.
Because, the secret technique that controls their life and death has been solved!
Although the mind has long been distorted and regards life as child's play, no living being with an independent soul is willing to bear the feeling of being unable to control life and death.
Yin Xuanzhong forced a smile on his shy face, feeling quite unhappy in his heart. Even though he wanted to kill the Five Ghosts and Wu Ming, he did not dare to show any signs of it.
Just now, the terrifying evil energy of the three demons was released and then absorbed, making even him feel frightened!
"snort!"
Wu Ming snorted indifferently, turned his right hand over, and found a dark red scroll about a foot long with a hint of golden light in his palm.
"This is... a blood book spiritual contract!"
Old Yin Xuanzhong's face froze slightly, and after a moment of shock, he exclaimed in surprise.
This old ghost is truly a demonic monster, and he actually recognized this precious root foot at a glance.
The remaining uneasiness in his heart disappeared immediately. Being able to produce a high-quality blood book spirit contract that could control the Grand Master further confirmed the opponent's identity.
I would like to ask, if you are not a direct descendant of the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord, how can you come up with such a precious magic treasure?
Being distracted, they did not notice that the corners of the eyes of the three great demons all twitched, as if they were feeling uneasy.
If this treasure continues to improve, it will be able to control half-saints!
During these days in the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl, the three of them were not idle. Moreover, Chang Shu opened the furnace to refine the treasure before, and they did not hide it. They witnessed the sublimation of this treasure from beginning to end.
Moreover, from their perspective, this treasure is slightly different from the rumored Blood Book Spiritual Contract, and it seems to have special and magical functions!
If Wu Ming knew about it, he would definitely praise him. He is indeed a monster of evil.
The reason why this treasure is different from the ordinary blood book spiritual contract is that it has added some secret techniques from the inner demon inheritance, making the soul control technique even more terrifying.
The biggest change is that even if the saint wants to release the control of the soul mark, he will kill the soul slave when he casts the spell!
This is the terrifying thing about the inner demon family.
Of course, there are other wonderful uses, which are not enough for outsiders to know!
The five ghosts were like mourning their concubines. Although they had never heard of the Blood Book Spiritual Contract, the fact that Yinxuan Zhong, who was so cold and inhumane, could be so rude showed that it was an extremely terrifying demonic treasure.
Moreover, just hearing the name is not a good thing.
This is just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again!
But there is no choice...
Under Wu Ming's instructions, the five ghosts used the secret technique of soul seal in turn, handing over their heart blood and a trace of soul power, and imprinted it into the blood book spiritual contract.
"Golden Rat, Wooden Sheep...meet the master!"
The five ghosts bowed respectfully, but their tone had changed.
"Young Master Feng, look..."
Yin Xuanzhong felt even worse in his heart, but he could barely maintain his appearance, but the most urgent thing now was of course to send this plague god away as soon as possible.
If the delay continues, even if Wu Ming doesn't fall out, his injuries will almost relapse!
"Hmph, think about it, even if the king's subordinates are still alive under such a ghost formation, their souls have already been damaged and their intelligence has been lost!"
Wu Ming put away the blood book spirit contract with his hand, turned around with a cold face, and said as if he didn't want to be held accountable, "Since this is the place where Senior Yin retreats and cultivates, I..."
Before he finished speaking, the three demon kings moved at the same time. They still used a punch, a palm and a cane. However, compared with the previous appearance from the boundary bead and the hasty attack, the power was several times stronger.
boom!
As the waves of terror surged, three powerful forces instantly covered the Yinxuan Tomb.
"Junior, do you dare to break your promise?"
Yin Xuanzhong was frightened and angry, but he was an old demon after all, and he did not completely let down his guard, but only relaxed slightly.
At the critical moment of life and death, this old ghost also brought out the ruthlessness of his demonic evil to the extreme. When the three powers came, he actually exploded his arms to pieces!
roar!
The black and gray flesh turned into ashes and turned into two weird dragon pythons, which could easily entangle the three forces, and in the twisting and turning, they had the potential to be broken into pieces.
What's particularly terrifying is that the dragon python is very vivid and its scales are extremely solid. If you look closely, it's not difficult to find that it's a hideous and twisted grimace.
"puff!"
The short figure of Yin Xuanzhong became more and more stooped. After spitting out a mouthful of black blood, he turned back and retreated. In an instant, he was on top of the golden coffin.
"snort!"
Old Demon Han and Old Ghost Zhou were a little embarrassed. If they couldn't even take down a half-crippled old ghost, not only would their own faces be damaged, but they would be humbled by more than one head in front of Wu Ming.
You know, they are still relying on others. If they can't do it the first time, they will be even less able to straighten their backs in the future!
But after all, Yin Xuanzhong was once the ultimate semi-saint, and he did not hesitate to self-mutilate and use the secret skills of ghosts. How could he not have two brushes?
The ghost faces on the scales of the two ghost dragon pythons had the ability to devour. They actually sucked away a trace of the attacks of the two demons with every entanglement of the dragon pythons.
Although the power absorbed by each ghost face is not even a drop in the bucket, there are more than thousands of these scales?
"Where to go?"
Seeing that the Yinxuan Tomb was about to fall into the golden coffin, Long Po's eyes flashed with cold light, but instead of waving his crutch, he stretched out his left hand, as white and tender as mutton-fat jade.
It is unimaginable that an old woman with gray hair and chicken skin has such white and tender palms!
But when it fell into Yin Xuanzhong's eyes, his expression suddenly changed. Amidst the fierce roar, even his face showed signs of disintegration. Ghost energy surged all over his body, and behind him, he turned into a terrifying phantom that was leaning on the sky and the ground, but with a hunched waist.
"The path of ghosts and ghosts, the path of digging graves!"
With an inhuman scream, the golden coffin shook violently and stood up straight, facing Yin Xuanzhong's nearly collapsed body, and buckled it up.
"Gravedigger!"
Long Po's pupils shrank, his feet moved slightly, and while taking several palm shots, he placed the crutch in front of him and protected Wu Ming behind him.
call!
The rickety shadow seemed to have pulled out something from behind, or like an old farmer digging in the ground and swiping down at will. The void where it passed seemed to have lost a piece of it, sinking in silently.
boom!
The old face full of cracks in the Yinxuan Tomb stared at Wu Ming full of resentment, and immediately got into the golden coffin, disappearing into the shadow with a bang. (To be continued)