The huge ghost claw is bigger than Wang Cheng's soul light, and can crush the baby-sized soul light in one handful.
Wang Cheng could only watch as the ghost claws grabbed him. His soul light didn't even appear in his limbs, so he couldn't hide at all.
The last time he was able to carry the spear that transformed the true meaning of martial arts, it could only be regarded as an explosion before death. It was an overdraft of telekinesis, but he couldn't overdraft it every time!
Wang Cheng suddenly shouted in his heart: "Come out!!!"
The next moment, a bead as big as a basketball appeared. It was the soul-eating bead that had disappeared.
The soul-eating bead rotated in a circle, and a ray of light shot out like lightning, covering the evil ghost.
The ghost struggled wildly and roared like a human. It seemed that it used all its strength, but it was useless. It was dragged towards the Soul-Eating Pearl bit by bit.
The ghost claws were swallowed by the soul-eating beads first, and then the arms. Perhaps because Li Gui was too big, the soul-eating beads expanded to several times in size.
After the whole devil was swallowed, the soul-eating bead changed from a ball not much bigger than a basketball to a diameter of about ten meters. The whole body shone with a faint light, and seemed to be very satisfied.
Drunk in the red building.
Elder Ming, who was wearing a platinum mask, was lying on the bed, and Qin Sanniang, who had put on a layer of fine gauze, was lying on his thigh, making chirping sounds from time to time.
Suddenly, Elder Ming's body twitched, and Qin Sanniang immediately sped up upon seeing this.
The most beautiful moment is coming!
"puff!"
Elder Ming suddenly sat up and spurted out a mouthful of blood, vomiting all over Qin Sanniang's head.
Such a large quantity?
Qin Sanniang was a little confused. Shouldn't it spurt out from below? Why did it come from above?
She raised her head cautiously, and when she saw the blood on Elder Ming's mouth, she was so frightened that she almost fainted.
She quickly climbed out of bed, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing: "This slave deserves to die! This slave deserves to die!"
"It has nothing to do with you."
Elder Ming looked solemn and said, "The soul I raised was killed."
The evil spirit was connected to him. If the evil spirit was killed, he would not be much better off.
"The elder means that Wang Xuanfu broke your restriction?" Qin Sanniang said in horror.
Elder Ming nodded and said in a deep voice: "It seems that there is an expert behind this person! Let's put that matter aside for now!"
He has raised that fierce ghost for many years, and has devoured countless souls. It has transformed into a highly intelligent creature, and has a cultivation level at the peak of the Material Control Realm.
Because it essentially belongs to a soul, it can freely travel through the night. This ability makes it comparable to a monk in the out-of-body realm. It is not difficult to kill it.
Elder Ming was upset and failed twice. Did he really have to take action himself?
…
Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He had made the right bet. Meeting a ghost with a soul-devouring bead was like a mouse meeting a cat—seeking death!
"Hahahaha! What a delicious soul!"
Suddenly, a burst of sad laughter came from his mind, and Wang Cheng's expression changed drastically.
This voice is so familiar that I will never forget it for the rest of my life, the executioner who massacred the entire town of Mixi Town.
"Old Yintong!"
Sure enough, a ray of light was emitted from the soul-devouring bead, and a soul exactly like the old man Yintong appeared.
He still looks like a five or six-year-old child, very short, but Wang Cheng's soul light doesn't even have limbs, and is about the size of a newborn baby. In comparison, the old man Yin Tong is like a giant.
"Haha! Boy, where did you find this fierce ghost? His cultivation has reached the peak of controlling objects!"
He looked down at Wang Cheng's soul light and said with a click: "I thought it would take at least half a month for the soul to recover. Hey! After devouring that fierce ghost, my soul has recovered ahead of schedule!"
Wang Cheng's face was extremely solemn. In fact, he had known for a long time that the old man Yintong had left a soul in his body, but the soul had been hiding in the soul-devouring bead, and there was nothing he could do about it.
what to do?
If he was given a choice, he would rather face that fierce ghost alone. The ghost left behind by the old man Yintong was too strong, and he didn't even have the ability to resist.
The old man Yintong twisted his neck, took a deep breath, and said intoxicatedly: "What a strong physical body, and he has actually reached the level of Qi and Blood, and even practiced the "Golden Body Art"!"
"What a pity! All this belongs to me! Hahahaha..."
He grabbed Wang Cheng's soul light with one hand, and an irresistible suction force enveloped Wang Cheng's soul light.
Wang Cheng has never felt so helpless. Outside, it would be difficult for him to fight. In his mind, what can his soul light without limbs do?
This time, it’s really going to be over!
"Click!"
At this moment, the peach wood sign hanging on Wang Cheng's chest suddenly shattered, and a ray of light instantly entered his mind.
After this light entered his mind, it immediately turned into a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram, shrouding Wang Cheng's soul light, and the suction force acting on the soul light immediately disappeared.
Wang Cheng felt relieved. It was the thing that Dao Changbai had given him normally, and he had always carried it around his neck.
It seems that Bai Chenggong didn't brag that this thing can save his life at a critical moment.
"You are actually carrying a magic weapon!"
The old man Yintong was startled, then sneered: "Huh! Even a mere magic weapon wants to stop me!"
He made a casual move, and the Soul-Eating Pearl appeared above his head, and a ray of light hit the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram.
The Tai Chi Bagua diagram rotated in the air, and the sun fish part suddenly glowed, facing the faint light.
One black and one white, one yin and one yang, like water and fire, colliding at this moment.
"boom!"
Two completely different forces collided together, bursting out with the most terrifying power.
Wang Cheng felt like his head had exploded, his orifices were bleeding, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground.
Not long after, two people walked up the street, it was Yang Si and No. 1 who had played in Zuihonglou.
"It's Brother Wang! He seems to be injured!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Take the person back quickly!"
…
When Wang Cheng opened his eyes, he was confused for a while, and then looked at the surrounding environment curiously.
This is a bedroom.
The interior is very simple, with a table in the center, an oil lamp lit on the table, two benches next to it, and a single bed against the wall.
He was lying on the bed at the moment.
Pressing his palms fiercely on the bed board, he jumped out of the bed like a carp, feeling the strong power brought by his body, and said happily: "What a powerful body, don't worry, I will make good use of it!"
Suddenly, his expression froze, and there was a person standing in front of the bedroom door.
This man was wearing a green robe, with deep eyes, a rosy face, and some sparse hair hanging naturally around his shoulders. He looked like he was in his forties or in his fifties.
When did this person appear?
Or was it here from the beginning?
He didn't take action rashly and only took control of this body. He was still unfamiliar with everything around him.
"Who are you?"
When he said this, he quietly reached towards the person opposite with his telekinesis.
There is no fluctuation in cultivation level!
Could this person be just an ordinary person?
He became a little bolder and said coldly: "Are you deaf or mute? My ancestor is asking you a question!"
"You finally showed up!"
This sudden sentence left Monk Zhang Er scratching his head. From what he meant, it seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time.
Are they familiar?
Suddenly, he saw a bright light flash in the other person's eyes, which instantly pierced his eyes.
He didn't even have a chance to blink, it was so fast, really as fast as light.
Is there anything in the world that can travel as fast as light?
"Wu...Dao...Zhen...Yi..."
He immediately realized that the man opposite him was not an ordinary person without cultivation, he was clearly a Martial King!
That light-like light was clearly a sword intent!
It is not an ordinary sword intention that can penetrate people's eyes and penetrate into the depths of the soul. What kind of sword intention can do that?
"No……"
He seemed to hear the sound of his soul shattering. His vision, hearing, and smell all came to an abrupt end.
after awhile.
Wang Cheng opened his eyes again. He quickly rolled up from the bed and saluted Zhang Xiaosheng in front of the bed: "Thank you, Master Zhang, for saving me!"
Although he had lost control of his body just now, he knew everything that happened.
This was thanks to Bai Pangrang's magic weapon, which had been protecting his soul light. Although he lost to the soul-eating beads in the end, he escaped with his soul light.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Zhang Xiaosheng said "good" three times in a row. He naturally knew what the word "Master Zhang" meant, which meant that Wang Cheng had recognized his master from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, Wang Cheng has already regarded Zhang Xiaosheng as his master. The "Golden Body Jue", "Xiaoyaoyou", and even "Fuhu Fist" he practiced were all practiced under Zhang Xiaosheng's guidance.
"Child! Get up!" Zhang Xiaosheng said.
Wang Cheng did not get up immediately, but respectfully kowtowed three times to Zhang Xiaosheng.
"Good boy! That's it!"
Zhang Xiaosheng's nose felt sore. Today, he finally had a successor.
Although there were countless people queuing up to become their disciple based on his identity, they also came because of his identity, and Wang Cheng was tested by him.
When he was down and out, Wang Cheng did not despise him; when he was in danger, Wang Cheng did not abandon him; when he was in need, Wang Cheng did not be stingy.
Whether it was his character, character, or aptitude, they were all recognized by him, so he wanted to accept Wang Cheng as his successor.
Wang Cheng stood up from the ground and said happily: "Teacher, have you restored your cultivation?"
Zhang Xiaosheng shook his head and said: "I can't explain it at the moment, so just treat it as recovered."
He then asked Wang Cheng: "My child, although I destroyed the soul left in your body, the evil spirit in your body has not dissipated. Why is this?"
Wang Cheng stopped hiding anything and told everything about the Yintong Old Man and the Soul-Eating Pearl.
"I see!"
Zhang Xiaosheng did not show concern because of the Soul-Eating Pearl in Wang Cheng's body, and said calmly: "Although the Soul-Eating Pearl is known as an evil object, it is also a strange object. If used well, it will be of great help to your practice. Wu, If you practice both Taoism and Taoism, my child, your future achievements will definitely be better than being a teacher!"
His expression suddenly changed, and he took out a package from his arms and said: "Take this, it contains my master's martial arts insights and a secret method. I don't want to talk about that secret method. I hope you will never use it." !”
Wang Cheng took it and immediately reacted, saying, "Teacher, what do you mean?"
