Chapter 1356

The ghost friars are a branch of the devil friars. As the name suggests, these friars cultivate the ghost way skills, which are strange and mysterious. They can control the soul and resist the ghost, and their combat power is generally quite powerful.

A few decades ago, the old man was seriously injured. Otherwise, his strength would be much better than that of the ordinary friars in the middle of Yuan Dynasty. It's a pity that I met the monster of waves.

"Give up?"

Shen Lang almost didn't laugh. He said coldly, "old man, you wanted to kill me before. Now you're giving up. You really treat me as a three-year-old?"

With that, Shen Lang pinched his fingers and urged the Jiuli sword formation with all his strength.

"Whew, whew!"

A large number of sword light, like a lightning storm, pressed towards the thin old man. Countless golden thunder flashes, and the huge roar shook the whole valley.

The rocks rolled down, the stone walls around the valley were full of cracks, and the ground burst out numerous huge holes.

Shen Lang and the thin old man hit the sky from the ground, and the scene was very hot.

There are few ghosts hanging around by Jianguang and Yuyang Jinlei, and the ten thousand ghosts in the hands of the thin old man are dim.

"No! You can't kill me. I'm the leader of the ghost fairy sect, Zhong Wuling! " The thin old man was frightened and yelled.

Ghost gate? Shen Lang's eyes narrowed. He had never heard of this sect.

However, the skinny old man just said that he was not a friar of Beilu, so he might have come from Nanlu. Most of them are Xiuxian sect in Nanlu.

"No matter who you are, die for me today!"

Shen Lang's eyes are full of murders. Up to now, he can't let the clock go, or he will have endless troubles.

Even if you can't kill Yuan Ying, you can destroy his body!

Once Zhong Wuling's body is destroyed, his accomplishments will fall below yuan infant period after he is robbed, and he will no longer be a threat to Shen Lang.

"Boom!"

Dense sword light toward the clock without order hanged in the past.

All the ghosts in the order of ten thousand ghosts were completely defeated. Zhong Wuling sacrificed a hexagonal ancient shield to defend. He was scared out of his wits.

"I have no eyes. I have offended you. Please forgive me! As long as you spare me, I'd like to share with you the great secret of holy mark Canyon! " Zhong Wuling, on the one hand, defends, on the other hand, pleads for mercy in front of the waves with a sad face. He doesn't dare to have a little temper any more.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

With a cold smile, Shen Lang continued to attack with his sword array. He didn't care much about the holy scar canyon. Unless he was sure enough, he didn't want to wade in the muddy water.

"Boom boom!"

A large number of sword lights produced by the Jiuli sword array hit the hexagonal shield ancient treasure in front of Zhong Wuling like a blanket, making a deafening explosion.

Zhong Wuling's mouth bleeding, still struggling to support, hexagonal shield surface has split a gap.

Zhong Wuling never stops complaining. He has been in the southern land for hundreds of years and has never seen such a abnormal sword formation.

The sword array controlled by only one person is so powerful that even ordinary ancient treasures can be destroyed!

Shen Lang was in a good mood. When he first used the Jiuli sword array, he realized the great superiority of Tiangang Chunyang sword canon. It's really a skill of crying ghosts.

The eighty-one sword light in the sky is like gold.

Turning sword into silk is an extremely brilliant magic power. It's very difficult for the yuan infant master to turn the sword into silk. It's amazing that he can turn the sword array into 81 sword lights.

Under the bombardment of Jiuli sword array, the surface of Zhong Wuling's shield made a sound of "Pa Pa Pa". There were more and more cracks on the surface. The cracks covered the whole shield, and the shield's aura collapsed, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

"Poof!"

Zhong Wuling gushed a mouthful of blood and couldn't hold on any longer.

"Daoyou, as long as you let me go, I will tell you the secret of buried Soul Mountain in shenghen Canyon! I've been practicing in seclusion here for decades to work out a safe route to shenghen gorge. Now I've achieved great success. The route to the valley of nanluzongmen is not as safe as I have studied. As long as you let me go, I will tell you the map route and all the secrets! " Zhong Wuling was forced to say.

With these words, Shen Lang became a little interested. This old man's cultivation in the middle period of Yuanying's life is really strange.

"Hum, how can I believe you?" Shen Lang asked not coldly, and stopped attacking.

"I'm willing to accept the Taoist friend's divination, and I'll take you as my master's driving force all my life." Zhong Wuling bowed respectfully to the waves.

"The magic of prohibition?" Shen Lang's face changed and he was surprised.

After breaking through the yuan infant period, human friars can master two very practical high-level techniques, one is the technique of forbidding gods, the other is the technique of Searching Souls.

Jinshenshu is similar to a master servant contract method. After successfully planting jinshenshu, the caster can control the spirit of the caster by his mind. When necessary, an idea can kill the spirit of the caster.Soul searching is a high-level secret skill that can search the memory of other people's spirits. As long as a monk has no ability to resist, he can perform soul searching and read all the memories of his life in an instant.

If Zhong Wuling is really planted by Shen Lang, Shen Lang can really control this person's life and death at will.

"Young master, be careful! Abstinence is not effective for all monks. It seems that this man is a ghost monk. There are a lot of ghosts in his spirit. The effect of God forbidding is not strong. If this person breaks free from the shackles of the forbidden magic, you will be attacked instead. " Xiaorou sends a voice to remind her.

Shen Lang's face became more and more gloomy. The old man was really cunning. If it wasn't for Xiao Rou's reminding, he might have been cheated.

"Young master, this man has a bad heart. Xiaorou has a way to let him eat the bad consequences! When the time comes, his baby won't try to escape! " Xiaorou snorted.

"Xiaorou, what can you do?" Shen Lang asked in a hurry.

"Young master, you might as well perform the forbidden magic first. I'll do something in the process of performing the magic. If this person really wants to break away from your forbidden magic, he will be impacted by the blood magic light. When the time comes, the young master can directly control this person's Yuanying and perform soul searching on him! " Xiaorou said.

Shen Lang made a quick decision and said to Zhong Wuling, "yes, then you can accept my son's divine prohibition."

"Yes

Zhong Wuling knelt down, lowered his head, and a trace of venom flashed under his eyes.

Little son of a bitch, I want to restrain you. It's so naive. When I kill you, I can turn defeat into victory!

Zhong Wuling is a ghost monk. He doesn't know how many other people's spirits he has devoured.

Although the technique of forbidding gods is a well-known method in the world of cultivation, its effect on the ghost monks is not strong. Some inexperienced friars in Yuan Dynasty didn't understand this truth.

Zhong Wuling was beaten by the waves and had nothing to do. He didn't want his body to be destroyed by the waves, so he had to use this kind of insidious means, hoping that he could get rid of the waves.

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