Feeling the cold air coming from the throat, the unconscious body of the white-haired beast immediately became cold and stiff, and did not dare to move at all.
Although the white-haired beast at this time no longer had the ability to resist, he also understood that there was also a survival instinct in the zombie's mind. The sharp blade Long Xing placed on its neck could easily cut its throat at any time.
"Uh, uh, who are you? I am the century-old corpse king!" There was sweat flowing on his forehead, and the white-haired beast actually spoke human words and said sternly.
"Well, it turns out that you have achieved enlightenment and actually have consciousness? That's easy to handle. If you mention the Corpse King in front of me, I'm afraid it will only make you die faster."
Long Xing smiled slightly, feeling a little surprised that this white-haired beast actually had a mind.
That would be much easier to handle. Niwan Palace moved, spiritual power threads were added to the Immortal Locking Cuffs, and an invisible thread eroded away from the white-haired beast's three-inch spiritual platform.
"ah!"
Smoke surged from his forehead, and the white-haired beast turned pale in an instant. His brain, which was already not working well, and the rioting Niwan Palace, were turned upside down by Long Xing, with severe pain surging crazily, and almost lust. Bury that shred of human reason.
"Give you two ways to dissipate the soul's resistance, or cut your throat and I will do it myself." Long Xing slowly retracted his fingers, glanced at the pale-faced white-haired beast, and said calmly.
Facing such a powerful half-zombie king, Long Xing was reluctant to let it disappear. If it could be used for his own use and released at the critical moment, it would be a great help to him.
The Zombie King is like a killing machine. It is a great weapon to deal with evil people. I think of Longye Palace and Moyu Palace, although I have not yet touched that level. But sooner or later you have to face it.
It is not a bad thing to reserve some means and trump cards for yourself in advance.
Since this white-haired beast has a mind, its soul is easy to control. Of course, if you rely on yourself to erase its consciousness, you will lose your own mental strength, and the gain outweighs the loss.
It is best to use the Immortal Locking Cuffs to force it to disperse and resist on its own. Then it will be much easier to inject your own spiritual power and consciousness to control it.
If the white-haired beast resists, it will definitely take a lot of effort. Even if this guy is killed now, there is still no way to eliminate it immediately. As a zombie, the evil spirit of corpse poison will affect and destroy the surroundings.
After all, no matter what, this guy is also a zombie who has surpassed the earth-level soul master. It is not as easy as imagined to erase its spiritual imprint.
"You're dreaming!"
Hearing Long Xing's words, the white-haired beast also had a ferocious face and said solemnly: "Young man in the world, don't be so arrogant. My Corpse King's men and horses are all in this tomb. As long as I summon them out, I will see you then." How to escape? If you know how to escape, let me go as soon as possible, otherwise, this grave today will be your burial place!"
"Oh, it turns out that your consciousness and thinking are so complete. It seems that I underestimate you. However, you still haven't figured out the relationship and situation between us now."
Hearing this, Long Xing sighed with a little regret. Immediately, his eyes slowly turned cold. In his hand, the long sword of the spirit power in his hand was gently drawn across the throat of the white-haired beast. Suddenly, there was a shallow white line. In it, it appears mixed with blood.
"etc!"
Startled by the cold feeling coming from his throat, the corners of the white-haired beast's eyes twitched violently and he hurriedly spoke out. It is not easy to cultivate yourself. The hardships you have to go through to become the Yin Sha King cannot be explained by anyone. Your status is certainly precious. But if you lose your body because of this, it is really not worth it.
Long Xing paused his arms slightly, stared at the white-haired beast's one eye indifferently, and used his eyes to signal the latter to move quickly.
When the latter saw this, he could only grit his teeth unwillingly, stretched out his hand with the Immortal Shackles, and touched his forehead. Yin energy surged in the palm of his hand, and his thinking was blurred for an instant, and the mist surrounding his consciousness, It quickly faded away.
Feeling the white-haired beast with empty eyes, Long Xing's mental power moved and he instantly injected a ray of soul power into it. Suddenly he released his soul power and took control of the zombie's body. He only felt a sinister aura that was bone-chillingly cold.
Long Xing's spiritual imprint is suspended in the three-inch mud ball palace of the white-haired beast, forming a network of spiritual power that wraps up the soul and consciousness of the white-haired beast and can direct its conscious thinking at any time.
The mental power touches the body of the white-haired beast, and even the corpse poison gas in its bulging parts can be felt. Because it controlled its thinking consciousness, the corpse poison did no harm to Long Xing.
Long Xing's eyes also burst out with joy. He finally got a real puppet-like zombie king!
But here comes the problem. How to store such a white-haired beast is difficult.
If he is left alone in this graveyard, he may not be able to get out of trouble again one day. After his strength increases, it will be difficult to control him.
However, if you want to control this kind of zombie king, the mental and spiritual power you need to consume is also extremely terrifying. If you want to exert its maximum combat power, you must inject energy into it. You also have to feed it decaying corpses, which is a bit difficult.
The subjugation was successful. Although the danger was temporarily relieved, it was not easy to take away this big guy. Just as Long Xing was looking at the white-haired beast in front of him that had bowed its head.
The Budai monk regained his composure, opened his eyes and saw the white-haired beast being subdued by Long Xing. It no longer looked ferocious. He saved his own life, dragged his injured body to get up and said: "Amitabha, this evil obstacle almost killed me. , leave it to the poor monk."
Long Xing looked at him and had a thought: "Now that it has lost its resistance, what are you going to do with it? How did you find this grave mound? Or did you already know that there was a white-haired beast here?"
"The poor monk is the guardian elder of Xiaokunshan Temple. This evil obstacle was suppressed by the abbot and other eminent monks a few years ago. I was disturbed by the evil spirit here and came to check. This evil obstacle cannot be killed, so I have to Put it back in its original place and suppress it. I will go back to the temple and ask the abbot to come over and cast a magic circle to suppress it."
After the Budai monk got up, he saw the white-haired beast staying beside Long Xing docilely, with light shining on its ten fingers. With his eyes glazed over, he had used his own magic power to stop the bleeding on the back of his hand. The wound began to heal, and he wanted to take the white-haired beast away with the help of Long Xing's hand.
"Then you came to this graveyard. The people on Xiaokun Mountain know about it, right?" Long Xing suddenly thought of the bell ringer and the weird bell. The bell that absorbs soul power may be Absorbing the evil spirit and corpse poison from the white-haired beast.
The talisman that suppressed the white-haired beast might have been vandalized.
"Well, the host knew that I was coming down the mountain. The old guy who rang the bell met me on the way down the mountain. The rest of the people probably didn't know that I was coming down this way."
When asked by Long Xing, Budai monk seemed to remember something and replied.
