I retreated and hid.
The corpse demon devours souls, and the soul-turned-state is a good thing for me.
Underworld missions are kept secret from mortals.
This is a residential area, and the people who live there are not rich but noble people.
Dealing with their memories is not an easy task.
With my senior brother by my side, I feel extremely safe.
Thunder light appeared in Shi Feiying's palm, and a thunderbolt fell in front of the Soul Corpse Demon, and the surface of the Corpse Demon's soul body exploded.
His brows tightened: "Brother Zai, be careful, my past methods of dealing with the zombie demon are no longer effective! In his current state, I can't simply subdue him!"
I took a step back and took back what I just said: "It's difficult?"
"It's not difficult, as long as I summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, you just need to delay it for a while for me!"
My eyes suddenly opened wide: "Brother Shi, isn't the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder the same trick you used at the power supply bureau?"
Shi Feiying nodded.
I stepped forward and hugged him: "Brother Shi, no!"
The power supply bureau is full of machines, and with the Jiao family’s reputation, I only spent eight million to solve the problem.
This is not because eight million is a lot, but because the Jiao family’s face is worth twelve million!
"This place is a villa area, we really can't afford to pay for it!"
Shi Feiying blushed: "It's impossible to fight without causing destruction!"
I pointed to the golden circle of light outside: "I have asked Dongyue to set up defenses. The corpse demon cannot escape this time!"
"Brother Shi, if we have more people this time, we can fight slowly. It won't be a problem if the place is broken!" If Mr. Hu can appear in front of me to claim compensation, I will kill him.
"It's really bad elsewhere, we can't fight!"
Shi Feiying nodded: "It's not impossible to take your time!"
I nodded.
The corpse demon came out of the basement. He looked like a giant octopus.
There were countless tentacles spread out on his body, and the tentacles gathered under his body. On his head was not a head, but two hands.
The two arms hang down like the antennae of an ant.
I saw his fingers moving.
Suddenly the index finger of his right hand pointed at us.
The corpse demon waved its large tentacles, blocking its waist in mid-air.
Shi Feiying stepped on the seven stars to avoid, and threw a palm thunder onto the tentacle.
I...I didn't react.
I was careless and didn't dodge, so I was knocked away by the tentacle. Fortunately, I am now physically strong and the one who collided with the glass was not me.
"boom!"
I fell outside the golden circle.
Shi Feiying stood in the air and shouted: "Brother Zai, are you okay?"
He didn't want to tremble at the corpse demon, he wanted to fly out of the circle of light.
I quickly shouted: "It's okay, leave me alone, I'm just going to change my body!"
The circle of light is crossed by darkness.
A two-meter giant, wearing armor, holding a Yin-Zhan knife, and wearing a tiger helmet on his head.
He looked at the corpse demon in the house and shouted: "Go to hell!"
This person is me, my yin state!
The Lord Judge's promotion to my official position is proved by the underworld. I am already strong, and now that I have been blessed by the leader of the eighth-grade ghost messenger in the underworld, I am even more powerful.
The Yin God is two meters high.
I passed through the wall and slashed the corpse demon's neck with a knife.
The corpse demon screamed in pain, and a tentacle inserted into my lower back from behind.
Before the tentacle could fall, thunder exploded outside my armor.
"Roar!!" The corpse demon roared, and he turned around to run away.
Of course I won't get what he wants.
"Come out the chain!" A slender iron chain flew out from behind me and wrapped around both sides of the wall.
The corpse demon was damaged, and what he really needed to replenish was the corpse, not the Yin Qi.
He wanted to swallow ghosts before because his broken body could no longer support him in penetrating human yang energy to kill people.
His attack power is not strong, and he has not fully controlled this body, so he was easily taken down by us.
I wasn't careless at all.
The cold sword flew out from Guizashi's bag and cut off his tentacles.
Shi Feiying was envious: "Brother Zai, you have so many magic weapons!"
"You are the senior brother of Maoshan, don't you have a magic weapon?"
"Yes but not much!"
Dongyue Yangshen entered through the window: "Senior brother is a body refiner!"
My respect for Shi Feiying has reached a higher level, and I use thunder methods to train my body. What kind of ruthless person is this?
No wonder his master didn't live long.
People who are too strong will be jealous of God!
"Brother Shi, what should we do now?"
"Roar!" The zombie demon was furious and lost its tentacles. His lower body tried to grow tentacles to fight.
The Yin Qi in the villa was absorbed by Han Jian, and he now has no Yin Qi to replenish.
Growing tentacles will consume the Yin energy in the body.
After I cut off his tentacles twice, the corpse demon began to calm down and did not dare to move!
The atmosphere was tense for a while.
Shi Feiying scratched his head: "I only know how to kill demons, but I really don't know how to strip the Yin energy from his body!"
I looked down at the basement: "My intuition tells me that there should be something in here!"
Shi Feiying walked ahead and entered the basement. I saw everything here clearly.
Dongyue was confused: "This seems to be a hall?"
I could tell that this place was very similar to Old Man Jin’s house: “I’ve seen an old security guard here before. He’s a master of Northeastern dance. I heard him say that his skills were given to him by the owner of the villa!”
I looked closer at the tablet sitting at the entrance of the hall: "I haven't done any research on this thing. I can't see anything. There should be words on it, but now someone has erased the words!"
Dongyue looked around in the secret room for a week: "There is no useful information. I can tell that the five immortals from the Northeast were originally worshiped here, but I can't tell which immortal family it is!"
My heart skipped a beat. I checked Mr. Hu’s information a long time ago and found out that he was related to the Northeastern Five Immortals.
Now for more certainty.
A few days ago, I planned to take a trip to Northeast China.
It wasn't until I saw the map of the country that I gave up the idea. Looking for someone in such a big place is not like finding a needle in a haystack.
I took off the King Wen Drum from the wall. It is a magic weapon used to invite gods. When I touched it, there was still a hint of the smell of a magic weapon, but the smell of the magic weapon was not enough.
Dongyue picked it up and inspected it: "It should be a damaged magic weapon. It would be good as a decoration!"
An idea suddenly popped into my mind: "Can this thing still work?"
"Yes, although I can't communicate with the immortal family normally like before, if I worship an immortal family I have a good relationship with, I can still borrow a magic weapon to invite him!"
I slapped the drum head again: "If it works, then that's fine!"
Shi Feiying was confused: "Brother Zai, can you ask gods?"
"I know a little bit, I know a little bit!" I don't have much ability, but I have a very strong imitation ability. I can't easily forget what I've seen.
When Old Man Jin caught me, he used this thing in front of me.
He is not skilled, and the things that come out are not skilled either.
Later, I even trained specifically with the two of them.
From a scientific point of view, the operation of a spell is incantation, fingering, and spiritual energy (called spiritual energy in the world, I have never practiced it, and I use Yin energy).
All three of these are correct to make a spell work.
Some people look for spell practice on the Internet. I don’t recommend it because you don’t have magic power. But there is no such thing as chance. If you don’t have a basket, use blood. This is the rule.
If it is used, you will pay for it in lifespan!
Back to topic.
Dongyue nodded and took the thing in my hand: "I know how to refine weapons. I can modify this thing for you!"
"But, what's the point of using this?"
I pointed to the corpse demon trapped outside the door: "You said that any spell is just a regular way of operating."
"The real power of magic lies in people!"
"Do you still remember that my grandma once used the art of Wenmi to peel off a person's three souls and seven souls?"
Dongyue clapped her hands, like Newton whose head was hit by an apple: "Brother Zai, do you want to use the method of inviting gods to invite the soul of the zombie demon out of his body with broken limbs?"
I nodded. As expected, in terms of tacit understanding, it still depends on me and Dongyue.
Shi Feiying didn't understand. He was a warrior, and their group never needed brains.
It has always been the case that whoever the boss says to beat will be beaten!
“I will go out and raise an altar for you!”
Casting a spell requires conditions, and you need to talk to the gods in the sky and the ghosts in the underworld!
I cultivated the magic weapon with Dongyue in the inner room.
His eyes lit up and he heard a sentence: "Give way, we are going to cast a spell!"
When I came back to my senses, I realized what had just made my head spin...
Couldn't it be thunder in the palm of my hand?
It's true that Mao Shanlizi doesn't give the other party any face when speaking.
Shi Feiying opened the door and came in: "The altar is ready!"
"There are only four of us souls in the golden circle of light now!"
"Brother Zai, if you want to invite a god, only the zombie demon can answer!"
I still recognized his ability to do things: "Thank you, Brother Shi. I have an appointment with Lao Pei to roast a whole lamb tonight!"
Shi Feiying had an immodest smile on her face: "That's a good feeling, good!"
I was holding the Wenwang drum. We had no professional training and didn’t know any good dance moves. I twerked like a Northeastern duo.
Fortunately, the room was filled with professionals.
They just thought I was casting a spell, and they didn't care whether it looked good or not.
A wisp of yin energy jumped into the drum.
Muffled noise that accompanies life.
I closed my eyes and stood in front of the corpse demon and sang: "The sun is setting over the mountains!"
The singing was not good, so I threw myself into it. If there really was an old immortal here, I was afraid that he would beat me up right now.
The corpse demon was restless, and he realized that his soul was not integrating well with this body.
"Seven-star glazed tiles are on the head, and eight-edge purple gold bricks are on the feet.
With your feet on the ground and your head on the sky, take long steps and walk in a circle. "
The zombie demon was furious, struggling, a tentacle grew, and desperately stabbed my neck, trying to take my life.
"Please ask the evil spirits to close the door of hell!"
I entered a strange state, as if I was communicating with someone, but not completely connected.
I stared at the corpse demon's hands and saw his tentacles waving very slowly, attacking me.
The ghost token was thrown out by me, and I closed the gate of hell here tightly.
A broken sword fell from the sky behind me, and its tentacles landed in front of me.
The broken sword cut open the outer skin of the tentacle and penetrated it, causing the tentacle on the ground to shrink in size in an instant.
A black blade grew out of the broken sword.
I continued to beat Wen Wang's drum: "Invite General Corpse Demon in front of you!"
"Bang! The sound of the drum sounds, and the gods have arrived. It would be bad if the general doesn't come!"
"Bang! Two drums sounded, Yin Chai stood up, it would be bad if the general didn't come!"
I stared at the zombie demon’s hands: “Bang!”
"boom!"
"boom!"
King Wen's drum beat wildly, and cracks appeared on the drum's head.
The corpse demon was struggling, and countless tentacles appeared on his body.
I raised King Wen high and struck with the evil token: "Bang!"
Ghosts clear the way!
Who dares not to do it!
