Cui Zhongqing's expression was as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes were widened, his eyebrows were raised exaggeratedly, and his mouth was open enough to swallow an egg.

"It's really a forbidden life! You??? You??? are not seniors. Seniors also said that they are not the Holy Son. How can they perform magic if they are not the Holy Son?" Cui Zhongqing said incoherently.

Han Hui was secretly proud of himself. He was indeed invincible in the way of restriction. When he was looking at the Iron Scroll of the Magic Book, he saw the records about the way of restriction. He was an unparalleled genius in cracking the restriction, but in depicting the restriction, he felt that it was not unparalleled.

It's now.

However, after all, he has studied the Forbidden Code of Peeping the Truth. The Forbidden Code of Peeping the Truth begins by saying that prohibition is the way of life and death, which is similar to what is recorded in the magic book. It also has some generalizations about magic and introduces the techniques for performing magic.

Although it was just a light touch, it happened to pierce the window paper that had been bothering Han Hui for a long time. He understood the way of life and death!

Use your own blood to separate a trace of divine consciousness into it, and use the restriction techniques described in the magic book to easily perform the life ghost ban!

"I said that I am not the Holy Son. Does the Holy Son still dare not admit his identity in front of you?" Han Hui shook his head and said.

"I'm not the Holy Son, but it's definitely better if you follow him than to follow the Holy Son!" Han Hui continued.

"But in order to ensure your loyalty to me, I must use the life ghost ban on you!"

As he said that, Han Hui pointed his finger, and the bloody ghost head, which was not much bigger than the belly of his thumb, floated above his finger and flew to the center of Cui Zhongqing's eyebrows like lightning.

Cui Zhongqing's body trembled, but he didn't dare to avoid it, and watched helplessly as the ghost grinned and got into the center of his eyebrows.

His body suddenly shook, and he felt an invisible thread suddenly wandering between his limbs and bones, connecting his entire body with the unknown void.

Cui Zhongqing knew that this was the life ghost ban. This kind of ban could control people's lives. The blood of this ban represented Han Hui's life and was integrated into Han Hui's life characteristics. This invisible thread locked up his life.

Connected to Han Hui's life.

If he dies, nothing will happen to Han Hui. If Han Hui dies, his life will end immediately.

If life is forbidden, what is forbidden is human life!

Han Hui nodded with satisfaction and said: "Not only is he now at the peak of trance, but he is still a member of the Cui family and is very useful to me. I will still give you this magic book. You can practice the magic skills in it. If you set up a magic book for me,

If you work hard, I can help you improve your realm, and the Guihai realm is waiting for you!"

Cui Zhongqing was restrained by Han Hui. He looked depressed at first, but he thought that the opponent must be a saint-level figure. He couldn't resist. If he was not careful, he would be wiped out on the spot, so he could only accept the fact.

Who knew that Han Hui actually promised him that he could help him improve his strength. He was controlled by the Ghost of Life, so it was impossible for him to disobey Han Hui's orders. Han Hui could still say that, no matter what, this master was pretty good.

Han Hui surrendered to Cui Zhongqing and got the first trance-realm thug in his life. He felt very happy. The key was to understand the ghost prohibition of life. Even if Cui Zhongqing found out that he was not a master of the demon sect, he could only obey orders and could not resist.

The cold glow here is great, but Zhongli Qiuyu outside has an angry look on his face, and ghosts are flickering in the black and red sky.

These ghosts were the strange things formed by the poisonous mist fused with the terror of the black-armored elite soldiers who had been sacrificed to blood, and they charged towards the masters of the trance realm present one by one.

A big man was shrouded under a treasure ruler, his eyes slightly confused. He had just entered the divine realm and inhaled too much of the blissful mist of hell, and his consciousness was affected.

He released his natal treasure weapon and hung it above his head. The treasure ruler hung down rays of light to protect him.

Suddenly, a ghost figure flashed in front of him, stretched out its ghost claws, and clawed at his face. The big man raised his eyebrows and punched out, hitting the ghost claws in the middle.

With a loud "boom" sound, the ghost claw collapsed, and the entire ghost shadow also collapsed, turning into a mist that stuck to his fist, passed through his fist, and entered his meridians.

His body froze instantly, and his slightly confused eyes were completely distracted, as if he had no consciousness of his own.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in his confused eyes. This red light instantly filled his eyes, making his eyes blood red.

The big man's breathing became heavier. After a few breaths, his expression became calm again and his eyes returned to normal.

The treasure ruler above his head suddenly sank and fell into his hand. After holding the ruler in his palm, he took a step forward and came to the side of a short and fat old man, and hit the old man's head with the ruler.

The old man held something like a hoe in his hand. The hoe emitted a soft green light, shrouding him and blocking the invasion of the blissful mist of hell.

However, he never expected that his comrades around him would suddenly attack, and the Demon Sect would suddenly appear. These masters in the trance state would naturally suspect the people around them who had entered the Demon Sect.

Any two people who are close to each other know each other well and trust each other absolutely, otherwise they would not dare to stay together.

When he reacted, the ruler had already reached the top of his head. In the midst of his busy schedule, he raised his left hand to block the top of his head. With a "click", his arm bone was broken and his palm softened on the spot.

"What a thief! I didn't expect that you are also a remnant of the Demon Sect!" The short, fat old man's eyes were split open, and he roared angrily. He moved his body, turned the hoe in his hand, and struck the man with a blow.

In the poisonous mist, you must devote a lot of concentration and strength to resist the poisonous mist. The old man's realm is originally higher than that of the man, but because he was distracted and just received another blow from the treasure ruler, his strength is not as strong as usual.

half.

And that man is now even more powerful, moving his treasure ruler, "pop", "pop", "pop"??????????

A series of blows were struck on the pudgy old man's hoe. Every time there was a sound, the old man was knocked back a step. After taking more than ten steps back, a bright red appeared on his face as he chatted.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it, you forced me!" The old man roared like a wild beast in his throat, and his voice became sharp and high-pitched.

The hoe in his hand was suddenly thrown into the sky, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, transforming into a blood dragon, chasing the hoe in the sky like an arrow, and entering the hoe.

The hoe immediately bloomed with red light, and on the handle of the hoe, blood runes flowed, urging the hoe to hoe toward the head of the ruler-holding man.

There was a hint of fear in the man's eyes, and he shrank suddenly. He moved the ruler in his hand fiercely, and it quickly spun in the sky. It rotated at high speed like a propeller, forming a shield.

"Boom"

With a loud noise, the brilliance of the treasure ruler disappeared, and the man's body was thrown far away like a stone. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood in the sky. When he fell to the ground, his feet were weak and he could not stand still.

, fell to the ground.

"The harvesting skills of Shennong Valley are really powerful. I didn't expect you to hide your identity. It turns out that you are from Shennong Valley!" The short, fat old man holding a hoe stimulated his blood and used a secret technique to deliver a shocking blow. Finally, he revealed his flaw and was killed.

Poisonous fog invades.

His eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. After a few breaths, he returned to normal. After he returned to normal, a voice came to his ears.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the void, slightly cupped his hand, reached out and grabbed it suddenly, and the diseased hoe returned to his hand.

He turned around and looked at the person next to him. The fight between the two had just been discovered. When the man saw the short and fat old man suddenly turning towards him with a hoe, he immediately lost his mind and roared: "This

The man has been possessed by the devil, please follow me and take action to kill him!"

The old man who was defeated by the short and fat old man and collapsed on the ground suddenly tightened his expression, his eyes protruded, and his face quickly became deformed.

Then the whole body twisted, and after a few twitches, the body suddenly burned, with blazing flames mixed with black and red colors.

In the blink of an eye, the man's body completely disappeared, turning into a rich red and black color and dispersing into the sky.
Chapter completed!