Feng Yingzhong's phantom immediately fluctuated. Looking at Wang Zijia's unscrupulous movements, his eyes flashed with a cold light. smiled and said:
"Very good. I hope that when the Chu family is exterminated, the Chu family leader can still be so strong-willed, but don't cry and beg to reconcile with the old man..."
Before he finished speaking, the demon girl lost her support due to her death, and her phantom collapsed and disappeared.
Wang Zijia raised his hand and put away the body of the demon girl with a cold look in his eyes.
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On the other side, with the death of the demon woman, the flesh and blood skeleton seemed to have lost part of its power support.
The huge body that was hastily fused disintegrated into a mass of bloody monsters all over the sky. One by one, the demons roared and drowned towards the five ghosts.
The five ghosts are not afraid of those who come. They have shark-like fangs and sharp mouths all over their bodies, and they crazily eat the monsters that come towards them.
The human-made paper man in his mind constantly changes the various abnormal states that appear in it, ensuring that the five ghosts will not be counter-eroded.
The big ugly who followed him sensed the situation, and with Wang Zijia's consent, he also quietly escaped, got into the ghost mist, and helped the five ghosts devour the scattered demons and ghosts in the sky.
Wang Zijia floated up again, raised his hand, and a crystal sword appeared in the sky.
"Boohoo!"
The next moment, sword rain began to fall from the sky.
With the blessing of countless divine thoughts, long swords accurately found the polluted and distorted demons below, as well as the rebellious demons and demon disciples, and were quickly cleaned up by Wang Zijia.
"The Sword Immortal is here!"
"Immortal!"
"······"
The scene of saving the world like meteors and fire showers caused mortals to kneel down and kowtow, and also shocked many young people who were ready to make a move.
Within a moment, the chaotic city immediately calmed down.
But by this time, more than half of the living people had been lost.
After doing all this, Wang Zijia floated down, and a group of Chu family members immediately came forward to greet him.
"Clan leader!"
"Master!"
"······"
"Conquer this city immediately and seal up the resources of the Murong family. Don't touch the items in the stores of other forces, no matter how big or small they are. They will be taken back later and no excessive compensation is allowed." Wang Zijia ordered.
If these things are swallowed, the market here will probably be ruined, and the Murong family's thousand-year business operation will be in vain.
"Follow the law!" All the Chu family disciples responded in unison.
"As for other matters, just follow your previous arrangements!" Wang Zijia did not mean to interfere too much.
"Understood!" Everyone responded again.
"Okay, let's take action!" As he spoke, Wang Zijia gathered a magic sword for Chu Lin again.
At this time, the scattered demons and ghosts in the fighting circle on the side had been devoured by the Five Ghosts and the Big Chou. Wang Zijia waved and put them away.
The next moment, the body disintegrated, and the fake baby and human skin disappeared without a trace.
There are a bunch of family members left, you look at me, I look at you, speechless for a while.
"What are you doing standing around, hurry up and take over things everywhere!"
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In Qinghe City, Wang Zijia took over the body again.
Most of the night passed, and the low-level disciples dispatched from the clan and the people from the side clans had already arrived in a hurry.
Wang Zijia began to circle the treasure troves in various places according to the Murong family's patriarchal order.
Then arrange for the disciples to lead the team one by one to extract the treasures as quickly as possible. To prevent qualified Murong disciples from escaping by chance, they went to harvest the things.
After busy working until dawn, everything started to get a little clearer, and people from all parties began to take action one after another.
However, Wang Zijia did not join any team. Instead, he threw out the five ghosts and asked them to take charge.
Wang Zijia himself came to the curse room at the core of the Chu family.
Also in an underground palace, in the dark basement, there was a huge hall. The dark stones, with strong resentment and ominousness, filled the whole room.
Compared with Wang Zijiabai Taofeng's underground laboratory, it is a little less evil and weird, a little more dark and ominous, and it is also not a normal approach.
As Wang Zijia's mind fluctuated, the flesh and blood on his body squirmed, and several pieces of flesh and blood automatically fell off his body. They squirmed and swelled on the ground, turning into several clones of human-made paper figures.
Wang Zijia turned his hand and threw out a pile of blood essence, spiritual bones, poisons and other evil materials.
Immediately, several paper man clones began to build formations and pave the altar in the huge palace.
Originally, he planned to finish his busy work during this period, find out the situation of the Chu family, and after it stabilized, he would have his hands free, and then take his time to concoct Feng Yingzhong.
Moreover, he had not had a big conflict with Feng Yingzhong before, and it was not really a mortal enemy. He planned to use a spell to plant a demon in him and develop it into a fighting force.
But now...hehe...
It can be seen from his behavior that this person is not a good person. The sudden deterioration of the Chu family and the Murong family in the past few days is probably because of him.
Wang Zijia was still confused before. When Mingming accepted the mission, he said that the situation in the Chu family was just not very good. Why did his situation deteriorate rapidly within a few days of taking on the mission?
Now it seems that it is obvious that as soon as this guy came back, he found out his whereabouts, and then decided to start causing trouble.
With his resolute and resolute behavior, if Wang Zijia didn't deal with him immediately and let him cause trouble, it might take one month to one year to take over the Murong family's inheritance.
And if he was allowed to do things in the dark, he would have no problem, but the Chu family's children would really have to reveal it if they were not careful.
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and he and his clone spent half an hour constructing a complex blood formation.
At its core, a complex altar that combines bad luck, aversion to victory, ghost ways, and cause and effect was carefully constructed by Wang Zijia.
"Pop!"
Wang Zijia clapped his hands, checked the magic circle, and nodded with satisfaction. It was his first time to create such an exquisite magic altar, so he should be qualified to curse the God of Death.
Although the curse is more about the cost, the auxiliary program is still of great help.
'Since you are eager to seek death, I will give you a ride! '
With his thoughts turning, Wang Zijia turned his hands and took out the blood droplets that Demon Dao Feng Yingzhong had spat out before.
Then he turned his hand and took out the corpse of the demon girl. He activated the cause and effect method of Qian Renzhong's fate, and carefully pulled out a few remaining strands of cause and effect from her corpse, which were closely entangled with Feng Yingzhong, and blended them into the blood beads. among.
Smelted them together and turned them into a curse medium.
After throwing the blood beads into the altar in the center of the blood formation, Wang Zijia threw several poisons into it to enhance the effect of the curse.
After everything was ready, Wang Zijia took a deep breath and began to open the altar.
"The way of heaven is completed, thirty to five percent, the sun and the moon are together.
Out of Yaoyao, into the underworld, entangled in cause and effect, Qi connects to the spirit.
All evil spirits, evil spirits and thieves will perish.
Those who see me are blind, those who hear me are deaf, and those who curse me are plagued.
Anyone who dares to plot against me will suffer disaster. "
As Wang Zijia opened the altar, evil winds began to rise in the entire underground palace, and the blood-red formations and white bones echoed, just like the scene of evil demons performing Taoist practices.
The very beautiful causal thread, which was originally glowing with light gold, suddenly began to change color and turned into a dark red color. Evil energy penetrated deeply from Wang Zijia's body and penetrated into the void.
The entire basement instantly turned into a man-eating pansi cave. Horror, evil, and thick ominousness permeated the air.
Wang Zijia: "······"
The techniques he practices, if they involve a little bit of gray area, no matter how orthodox, will turn into evil things.
Before, it could be said that this is what the Left Way is, and the Law of Cause and Effect has also become like this...
Sure enough, it was not a matter of right or wrong at all, but that he, the spell caster, had a big problem, which affected the performance of the spell!
As the dark thread plunged into the void, Wang Zijia noticed that his perception continued to extend, and following the guidance in the dark, he quickly found a source.
"puff!"
In his perception, the thread penetrated into something without any hindrance.
"So easy? The price hasn't been paid yet?"
Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and in the next moment, a dark red clay doll appeared in front of him.
"Hmm? Colleagues? Do you want to fight in the air?"
A huge altar with a completely different style from Wang Zijia appeared in his mind.
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I don't know how many miles away from here, in a deserted suburb, there is a mass grave, with dead trees and weeds growing everywhere, and scavenging crows chirping and flying.
However, at this moment, in the mass graves that should have been silent, there was a different scene.
In front of an evil altar built with countless graves and ashes. Feng Yingzhong and a strange old woman were sitting in the altar, ready.
The old woman looked to be in her seventies or eighties, with age spots all over her face, wrinkled skin, and sparse hair. She looked like the legendary old witch!
On the altar in front of them, a figure exactly like Feng Yingzhong, standing like a newly unearthed clay doll, covered with discoloration, filth, and the same deep evil aura.
But any cultivator who comes here can tell at a glance that this puppet has a great connection with Feng Yingzhong.
"Are you sure the other party will take action in the next two days?"
The old woman had obviously been preparing for it for a few days, and she was a little impatient. Her voice was dry and sharp, like steel rubbing against each other. It was extremely harsh and made people very uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, that was all before, but now it's definitely just for these few days. The eye drops that the old Taoist gave him are enough. With his Taoist tradition, he should be able to curse the old Taoist!" Feng Yingzhong promised.
"It's best this way, I don't have much free time to spend time here with you!" The old woman replied very rudely, "You have been around for so many years, how can you leave such blood and bones for a magician? A medium to seek death?"
"I didn't expect that I thought it was Wanyu's painting-skinned heresy, but when I came back to check, I found out that he was from Changbao and a family of conjurers. So I had no choice but to ask you for help!" Feng Yingzhong is rare! He showed an apologetic expression.
Judging from the expressions on the two people's faces, I guess there were many stories to tell when they were young.
The next moment, the invisible void thread dropped down and penetrated directly into the body of the clay doll. Black air filled the clay, instantly revealing the invisible thread.
"Yeah!" The old woman who presided over the altar trembled all over, grunted, and said with an ugly face: "Why are you so strong? Take action quickly, otherwise things will change!"
Feng Yingzhong's face was also very solemn, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, turned into a bloody flying head, and disappeared into the altar in front of him.
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Qinghe Mansion, the underground palace of the Chu family, in the curse room, Wang Zijia narrowed his eyes slightly.
A blurry image appeared in my mind, and I saw an altar in a mass grave.
"Have you hired a magician to wait? You're quite smart! Then let's see whose method is better..."
"Pfft!"
"bouncing!"
When Wang Zijia was about to fight the magician in the air, a bloody flying head suddenly emerged from the void and bit into Wang Zijia.
No!
To be precise, it bit the altar in front of Wang Zijia.
When Wang Zijia was caught off guard and completely unprepared, he swallowed the medium on the altar in one gulp.
"Uh..." After preparing carefully for a long time, Wang Zijia, who was just about to show off his skills, instantly stiffened, and his perception immediately retreated due to the lack of the curse medium.
Damn it! ! !
Damn it... This guy didn't ask anyone to fight with him at all. After he found his heels, he immediately realized that vomiting blood was a big problem before.
Then he invited someone to come, seemingly to fight with him, but in fact it was to take back the cursed medium.
Moreover, the actions of the previous night were probably exposed on purpose, in order to make Wang Zijia take action immediately.
"Haha! Chief Chu, thank you for sending back the blood and bones of Lao Dao. Lao Dao will definitely remember this kindness and repay it slowly. We will have a long future."
Before leaving, Feng Yingzhong still did not forget the temperament of a left-behind demon. While he was accustomed to ridicule, he also said a harsh word.
"I am Cao Nima..."
Wang Zijia's mentality exploded at this moment!
He has been preparing for a long time and is ready to fight! ! !
These demonic murderous and heart-breaking words are not very harmful but extremely insulting.
It made Wang Zijia look a bit stupid, and the whole person was in a mess.
However, as the medium disappeared, the flying head turned into a phantom and disintegrated, completely disappearing without a trace. Wang Zijia was speechless for a long time.
In more than three years of practice, this was the first time that someone had dealt with him so harshly, and his lungs almost exploded with anger.
Isn't this evil demon so stubborn? He won't fight with you at all, he just swallows his own medium and runs away! ! !
He stared blankly at the empty altar.
A long silence!
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What happened today can be regarded as a hard lesson for him.
A powerful method does not necessarily mean that you will have an advantage in the battle of magic, especially spells and other types of openings, and the number of ways to start the battle!
If you use your brain well, it can have miraculous effects!
It has to be said that in a ghostly place like Changbao Prefecture, you can become a baby god with your left-handed ways. Without some means and brains, you really wouldn't be able to survive now.
"Feng Yingzhong, right? I admit defeat this round, let's continue next round! I still don't believe it, why am I a modern person, and you, a native, have been suppressed by your imagination!"
After staring blankly at the empty altar in front of him for a while, Wang Zijia came back to his senses and said viciously.
(End of chapter)
