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There is a reason why Qin Fengming spent so much time this time using the secret technique taught by Bing'er to deal with the ghost cultivator in front of him.
Before Bing'er showed up, he had already received Bing'er's message. It is said that this old ghost cultivator is the extremely rare spirit of a ten thousand-year-old corpse evil spirit.
Although corpse demons and refined corpses are both spiritual objects of corpses, their formation processes are hugely different.
Corpse refining is when other monks or ghost cultivators use secret techniques to sacrifice the corpses of monks or monsters that have been immortal for thousands or even ten thousand years, and forcefully inject a soul into their bodies, so that they can be manipulated by the person who sacrifices them. Command to attack the enemy.
The corpse demon, however, is a corpse that absorbs Yin Qi on its own under a specific environment, and slowly condenses a soul, which eventually produces spiritual intelligence and can cultivate on its own.
It can be said that the corpse evil level is higher. The Ten Thousand Years Zombie Evil is generally extremely difficult to generate. Once it is generated, its methods, strength, and talent for cultivation are extremely unparalleled. Because of his special physique, his lifespan is longer than that of monks of the same level.
As long as the corpse evil enters the realm of infant transformation, it will become no different from human beings. Therefore, there are many demonic sects, but among them there are many monks who transform themselves into corpses.
From what Bing'er meant, Qin Fengming had the intention to use this corpse ghost cultivator for his own use.
When he first heard Bing'er's words, Qin Fengming's heart was filled with excitement. Although there were many spiritual beasts at this time, none of them could help him in his fight.
Because in the fight that Qin Fengming faced at this time, if the opponent's cultivation level was too low, he would be able to capture or kill him very easily without using the spirit beast. But the opponent's strength is too strong. Even if he sacrifices those spiritual beasts, his sacrifice will be in vain, but it will not help at all.
After the puppet was scrapped in the middle stage of the Pill Formation, and the tall corpse refining was seriously injured, making it difficult to fight against the enemy, Qin Fengming felt that he was already extremely stretched during the battle.
If he could really take advantage of the ten thousand-year-old corpse in front of him, Qin Fengming would be happy in his heart.
With the display of the giant hand, the face of the old ghost cultivator became extremely ugly. At this time, he did not believe that the young man opposite could not perform the secret technique, and even the legendary secret technique of drawing ghosts could no longer be used.
What was placed in front of him at this time was undoubtedly the effect of the secret technique of drawing silk from ghosts.
"Hoo!" As a sinister wind blew towards his face, the transformed big hand struck the body of the old ghost cultivator.
As soon as the giant hand came into contact with the old man's body, it immediately covered his body and stopped moving at all.
At the moment when the giant hand approached, the old ghost cultivator's body suddenly shook, and an extremely cold aura wrapped in a large number of mantras suddenly invaded his body.
"Ah!~~~"
A heart-rending cry suddenly arose, but the old man's body began to tremble violently. His already pale face was now as white as white paper. It's hard to see any trace of blood again.
The body of the old ghost cultivator was constantly twisting and trembling, as if some kind of energy was raging throughout his body.
Suddenly, black threads suddenly appeared on the exposed skin of his arms, neck, etc. These threads were extremely small. If it were a single thread, it would be absolutely difficult for Qin Fengming to find it without scanning with his spiritual sense.
But at this time, hundreds of such black threads were displayed on the body of the old ghost cultivator.
If you don't look carefully, you will definitely think that this old man has a slightly dark complexion.
As those black threads appeared, Qin Fengming pointed suddenly. The giant hand that was still covering the old man's body suddenly pulled back. With a flash of black light, it disappeared into the ball in Qin Fengming's hand and disappeared.
From the moment Qin Fengming offered his huge palm to the time he took it back, the old ghost cultivator opposite him never stopped wailing. This kind of wailing could not be suppressed by the old man's mental toughness.
"Hehehe, how are you? How does it taste? Is the ghost-pulling technique performed by Qin the legendary secret technique?" Looking at the old ghost cultivator in front of him with a look of fear in his eyes and a trembling body, Qin Fengming laughed and said calmly.
"you you……"
At this time, the old ghost cultivator felt the unbearable severe pain in his body that had not disappeared. This pain penetrated deep into his soul. It was as if some of his body's essence had been forced out by something.
If it weren't for the other party's spiritual support, he would have collapsed on the stone ground.
Qin Fengming was also extremely curious about how he could so easily use the secret technique that only ghost monks could practice. Just now, he was very hesitant in his heart, wondering whether the use of this secret technique of the ghost realm would cause a backlash on himself.
But under Bing'er's message next to him, he boldly tried it.
Unexpectedly, he performed this secret technique very easily.
"Qin Mou, I think this experience must be extremely uncomfortable. Do you still want Qin Mou to continue to use it, or do you have any words to express yourself?"
Looking at the young man in front of him, the old ghost cultivator forced himself to stabilize his mind, and then gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence with difficulty: "Okay... okay..., since... you have fallen into... such... a situation, you can ask."
Qin Fengming couldn't help but be startled that the old man spat out so easily.
"Hehe, brother, don't have any doubts. This secret technique is a method used by those powerful in the ghost world to punish their subordinates. Let alone a mere ghost commander-level monk, even those ghost kings exist. It’s absolutely impossible to endure it.”
After hearing what Bing'er said, Qin Fengming suddenly realized that Bing'er was Tai Sui's young soul, and what he said was very possible. Seeing the old man acting like this at this time is absolutely correct.
"Haha, since Taoist friend wants to cooperate with Qin, I will not use magic on fellow Taoist. However, I hope that fellow Taoist will tell the truth and never take any chances. As long as Qin knows that it is not true at all, , that fellow Taoist can’t stand what happened just for a short moment.”
Looking at the old man, Qin Fengming's face straightened, and his eyes flashed as he said so.
"Then, fellow Taoist, tell me why you actually left the hinterland of the Yinming Mountains and came to the edge, robbing and killing six of us."
After the old man nodded with difficulty, Qin Fengming spoke. He encountered so many ghosts at the level of ghost commanders at the edge of the Yinming Mountains, but he was greatly puzzled.
"This... we appear here this time... just to capture you and other human monks alive and hand them over to the Holy Lord to restore their cultivation."
The old man's eyes flashed with helplessness, but the panic suddenly reappeared, and finally he spoke truthfully and honestly.
"Holy Lord? Restore mana? What is the secret behind this? I would like to ask fellow Taoist to explain it in detail." (To be continued.)
