Cao Jueshan said sarcastically: "This black seal was originally sealed. I didn't notice it at first. I just found that the golden skeleton was a little strange, so I changed some tricks..." Tang Ming glanced at him with a meaningful look.
Said: "I didn't expect that you, Cao Jueshan, can actually destroy the ghosts."
Cao Jueshan's expression changed slightly.
The ghost is not the divine soul.
Only cultivators can condense the divine soul, while the ghost soul is the remnant soul born after the death of all living beings.
Even if some strong men die, their ghosts can still hide the treasures.
The techniques to break away the ghosts are very rare, and only a handful of people know how to do it, because the ghosts have little research value. When the strong men fall, the souls can be taken out to interrogate secrets and refine soul guards, but the ghosts are of little use.
In addition, the act of studying Yin Hun itself is very unethical, consumes a lot of money, and is thankless, so the Yin Hun technique has been lost for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Cao Jueshan actually knew the secret method of Yinhun.
Cao Jueshan hurriedly smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Tang was joking, I just dabbled a little bit..." Tang Ming didn't say much, just said lightly: "Tell me about that golden skeleton, and why did you show up directly?
In the ancient battlefield?”
"This...actually, I'm not very clear either."
Cao Jueshan shrank his neck: "You also saw that my body was cut to pieces by Yang Rusong, and I fought to my death to escape into the Zhulin Mountain Relics. As soon as I entered, I was inhaled by an inexplicable aura. When I opened my eyes again, it was...
In this ancient battlefield."
"It's been almost two months."
"I have been looking for a way out here, and I also wanted to search for some cultivation resources to condense the body, but I found nothing... Isn't it said that there are cultivation resources everywhere in the relics?"
Speaking of which.
Cao Jueshan's tone was somewhat resentful.
For two whole months, not to mention the training resources, he could not even maintain his remaining soul and collapsed. The spiritual energy here was completely lacking, and there was only endless war evil energy.
"I ran for two months, and the only thing I found was this broken sword and the black seal."
"They all come from a golden skeleton with a human body shape. He should be a powerful ancient monk. Surrounding the golden skeleton are endless animal bones. It is obvious that this human powerful man once single-handedly entered the depths of the enemy's army. Although
He killed countless people, but he died in the end."
"The golden skeleton did not leave any legacy. At first there was only a broken sword, but later on, I noticed the residual aura of the ghost."
Cao Jueshan's tone became solemn: "I have to say that the strength of this ancient great power is extremely terrifying. Even if he has fallen for thousands of years, his ghost is still there, and he has sealed this black seal."
"Fellow Taoist Tang, what I just said is true, and I don't reserve the slightest bit."
"I will give you both the black seal and the broken sword."
Cao Jueshan seemed to be afraid that Tang Ming would be suspicious, so he hurriedly explained.
Tang Ming nodded slowly.
He had been observing the other party with his soul. If Cao Jueshan was lying, he would notice it immediately.
Now it seems that Cao Jueshan is telling the truth.
"You are in a state of remnant soul, so you were sucked into the ancient battlefield. However, Xiao Ruirong and I are in a state of intact physical bodies, but we can avoid this kind of ingestion."
Tang Ming smiled lightly: "The cultivation resources left behind in Zhulin Mountain are actually on another level. There are two levels in this space, and the ancient battlefield is the bottom level."
"..." Cao Jueshan's expression became resentful and sad.
He came to Jinling from Hong Kong Island, but he didn't catch anything, but his body was broken.
However, if he hadn't forced his way into this space, his remaining soul might have been destroyed by Yang Rusong.
"By the way, where is the powerful man in the divine realm from Yaowang Valley?"
Cao Jueshan seemed to remember something.
"died."
Tang Ming said calmly.
"..." Cao Jueshan's cold eyes narrowed and his mouth opened wide.
A strong man in the divine realm.
died?
And judging from the tone of the young man in front of me, it seems quite normal?
Just when he was frightened, Tang Ming had already taken the black seal into the palm of his hand with one move, lowered his eyes, and stared at the black seal solemnly.
It is square and pointed, and looks like a very ordinary black mark.
Palm size.
There are strange inscriptions engraved on it, emitting a heavy aura.
At the bottom of the black seal, the word "zhen" is carved out in ancient fonts.
"interesting."
"Inside this black seal, there is actually the original aura of the Nether Soul Suppressing Monument..." Tang Ming's eyes were cold, and there were two groups of strange ghost fires swaying in his eyes.
Whoa! The will-o'-the-wisp stirred up, and the moment the black seal came into contact with the will-o'-the-wisp - "Buzz!"
The black seal trembled, and wisps of jet-black mist rose up. There wasn't much of it, but it was incompatible with the entire space.
because.
This is the true spirit of the underworld.
This is the original aura of the soul-suppressing stele in the deepest part of the netherworld, in the center of the River Styx, suppressing the worlds of Yin and Yang! The will-o'-the-wisp seems to have been affected by this original aura. The original green light becomes deeper and deeper, and the
The cold and cold atmosphere is also rising steadily.
The origin of the soul-suppressing monument is the purest original power of Netherworld.
Tang Ming's will-o'-the-wisp was also born in the netherworld, so it can naturally be tempered and amplified.
"It seems that since ancient times, the Netherworld Soul Suppressing Monument has been cracked. No wonder I have seen the aura of the Soul Suppressing Monument twice in the fairy world."
"The Netherworld Soul-Suppressing Monument is the most precious treasure of Hongmeng. It coexists with the way of heaven. It will be immortal and suppress the soul world!"
"It is said that those who obtain the soul-suppressing stele can have immortal souls and escape from the five elements of heaven. Unfortunately, for countless years, no one has had such an opportunity."
Tang Ming was stirred up in his heart and his eyes were sharp.
The black seal in front of him is considered a top-grade immortal weapon.
In addition to the special materials, the most important thing is that it contains a trace of the original aura of the soul-suppressing stele inside. With this aura, and being cultivated by strong ancient cultivators, it can be left on this ancient battlefield for countless years, but its aura still remains.
certainly.
Tang Ming didn't know that in the outside world of Jinling City, Hong Ze of the overseas Hongmen had also taken out a magic weapon with the original aura of the soul-suppressing monument, and that this magic weapon had some of its origin swallowed up by the purple sun.
If he knew it, he would definitely be even more horrified inside.
"Fellow Taoist Tang, do you know what this is?"
Cao Jueshan saw Tang Ming staring at the black seal and hesitated for a while before asking.
"I don't know, I'm just curious."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
Whoa! After saying that, he put it directly into the storage space with a wave of his hand.
The corner of Cao Jueshan's mouth twitched. It was obvious that Tang Ming knew Hei Yin, but there was nothing he could do if the other party didn't tell him.
after all.
Now he himself is dependent on others.
Tang Ming looked with a smile but not a smile: "Cao Jueshan, you said before that in addition to offering the treasure, there seem to be other conditions, right?"
Cao Jueshan's heart sank.
Think about it for a moment.
He looked solemn and suddenly bowed to Tang Ming: "Mr. Tang, Cao Jueshan is willing to surrender, and I am also willing to give you all the wealth of the Cao family in Hong Kong Island."
"But I have a condition."
Cao Jueshan raised his eyes, his eyes filled with crazy murderous intent: "I want Yang Rusong to die without a burial place!"
Boom! A violent aura filled the remnant soul of Cao Jueshan.