Zhao Yun swallowed his saliva. When he remembered the witch clan, he suddenly realized that the little witch was not joking. She might have really cursed Zuiwu!

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, I can't speak this."

The little witch glared at him and snorted coldly: "You are still young now. When you grow up, you are afraid that you will not be able to control your lower body."

Zhao Yun was disappointed, you are younger than me, you are so mature!

"Hey, why are you so sure I am willing to be Rakshasa?"

"Because you will never be satisfied!"

Zui Wu was slightly stunned and raised her lips, and admitted directly, "That's right, none of these stinky men can do it."

Liang hurriedly said, "Mom, I can do it, it really doesn't work. Brothers and I will serve you together!"

"Baste stuff!" Zuiwu looked at Zhao Yun, "Brother Yun, would you like to be your Rakshasa?"

Zuiwu's extremely numb sound made Zhao Yun tremble all over and immediately pulled away.

"Ah!" Zuiwu had just finished acting coquettishly and was about to give the little witch a look to provoke her eyes, she suddenly felt a splitting headache and curled up on the ground and rolled. The strips of cloth on her body were displaced, and some things were exposed to the air in an instant, making the ghosts and monsters look straight.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a few glances, but Zuiwu felt even more painful.

"What did you do?"

"Do you think I was joking with you just now?"

"No, no...I dare not." Zuiwu was so painful that she was sweating, and drops of dew floated on her body, adding a bit of temptation. The three old ghosts of ghosts immediately stood up.

"I forgot to tell you that not only can't sleep with him, but I can't even seduce you!"

"I know...I know..."

After surrendering, Zuiwu's pain was relieved. When she tidied up her clothes and stood up to look at the little witch, her eyes were full of fear.

"I'll ask you one last time, would you like to be Rakshasa?"

"willing."

"Okay, come here!"

Zuiwu walked timidly to the little witch, and the latter murmured a few words in her ear. Her eyes changed several times in a short time from fear to surprise to surprise.

"Really?"

"Will I lie to you?"

"No, I'm just too excited. Come on, I'm willing to be Rakshasa."

"You have thought about it. To be the Rakshasa of the Ten Thousand Souls Bells, life and death will be controlled by the Lord of the Ten Thousand Souls Bells."

"I thought about it and thought about it, but he is now in control."

The little witch leaned into a groove, and a soul mark on Zuiwu's body was pulled out and flowed into the ten thousand soul bells. Zhao Yun suddenly had a trace of connection with Zuiwu, and he could even sense what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Zuiwu's momentum rose steadily, and a barrier broke through, and it turned out from the fifth level of Wu Mu to the seventh level of Wu Mu!

In fact, the realm of the soul body is different from that of normal people, but it is too complicated, so there is a roughly equivalent.

The seventh level and the fifth level of Wu Mu are still quite obvious. After all, one is high level and the other is middle level. After the realm is improved, Zuiwu feels more charming from head to toe, and her whole body is full of desire.

"My cultivation level?"

"You can understand it as the rewards of the Ten Thousand Souls Bells to Rakshasa, and the benefits will be more in the future."

Zuiwu was a little suspicious before, but now she was extremely excited, as if she had seen a smooth road.

"Damn..." Out of curiosity, Zhao Yun tried to explore Zuiwu's consciousness and saw her entangled around him, with ghosts and monsters watching the battle.

"You are the Lord of the Ten Thousand Souls Bells, that is, her master, and you will know all her thoughts."

There were ten thousand alpacas in Zhao Yun's heart, and he would rather not be able to sense them himself. He was really not interested in Zuiwu at all.

"Rakshasa."

Zuiwu didn't react for a moment. After calling herself, she hurriedly nodded in front of the little witch, and didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup she had been consumed, and she became so well-behaved.

"You know how to use the Ten Thousand Soul Bell to control the soul now?"

"The moment I became Rakshasa, I already knew it."

"Okay, give it a try."

"Yes." Zuiwu's five fingers were turned back, and a phantom of the Ten Thousand Souls Bell instantly covered the body of the Chi who was lying on the ground in a coma. The latter slowly opened his eyes, but the sockets were turbid and had no glory.

"Boss?" Liang shouted tentatively, and Chi bowed to Zhao Yun and Zuiwu with expressionless expression, "Master, Lord Rakshasa."

"Very good." Rakshasa nodded, then turned to the ghosts and monsters: "It's your turn!"

"No, no, no, my grandmother, we don't need it!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Rakshasa waved out, and three bells and shadows covered the ghosts and monsters, and followed them to salute like ghosts.

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried about the ghosts and monsters resisting at the same time before, so he might not be able to withstand it. Now he has no worries at all. In fact, from the moment Wanhunling recognized his master, he had no need to worry about this. His soul power increased enough to control them.

"Is there any difference?"

Liang stepped forward and said respectfully, "Lord, before you controlled our life and death, we dared not resist, but now we are completely surrendering to you and will not have any other thoughts. Even if you let us die, you will never hesitate."

Rakshasa said, "That's right, once controlled by Wanhunling, including me, they will obey you unconditionally and become the most loyal slave."

The little witch added: "Rakshasa, Yinsi, Yinshu, Judge, and the ghosts controlled by Wanhunling will not and cannot betray you. Only the ghost mother has a certain independent consciousness, so you must be cautious when choosing the ghost mother!"

"good."

"I said before that Wanhunling can control at most one general level soul body. Now that there is Rakshasa, the situation is completely different. Within the state of mind, you should be able to control ten."

"Or can't control the blood Shura?"

"cannot."

"Then what else can I help you?"

"No, I don't need to do anything next, but I have to lend me a few days to Zuiwu."

"Me?" Zuiwu was puzzled, "What can I do?"

"In the way I just taught you, I will plant yin seeds for Blood Shura."

"Will he not notice it?"

"No, there is no trace of the Six Desires Destroying Demonic Art. As long as you can successfully interact with him, you can plant the Yin seed without realizing it. The biggest problem now is that he seems to be no longer interested in you."

"Don't worry, men just like to play with something fresh. I'm sure I can let him get on my bed."

"That's good, go ahead, if you succeed, you will benefit greatly."

After Zuiwu left, Zhao Yun asked, "What is the Six Desires Destroyed Demonic Art?"

"Only the six desire bodies can control the six desire bodies. The six desire demon skills can plant a seed in the other person's body, take root and sprout, causing him to sink step by step, and finally become the furnace and cauldron of the six desire bodies, willing to contribute everything to him."

"So, as long as Blood Shura sleeps in Zuiwu, can he control him?"

"It's not that simple. The cultivation level of Blood Shura is much higher than that of Zuiwu. It's easy to plant Yin seeds in his body. It will be long to take root and sprout. However, at least it can also work. By the way, I'll tell you that you are "Soul Transfer and Rebirth Tune". This song is unique to Ten Thousand Souls Bells. It can conquer ghosts for their own use, and can also save them. With your current realm and soul bodies in the martial realm, you can send them to rebirth."

"Where is the general realm?" Zhao Yun thought that even shaking the ten thousand soul bells could almost kill the monsters. With the "Soul Transfer and Rebirth Order, shouldn't it be more powerful?

"You were able to influence Chi with the Ten Thousand Souls Bells before because he had suffered a very strong *** strength reduction. The monk's things were not that simple. If it were his heyday, it would not be possible to completely lose his resistance."

"Understood."

At this moment, Liang's earlobe moved slightly and said, "Lord, your friend is looking for you."

"Friend?" Zhao Yun reacted, saying that Gao Shunxian should have cut off the others. It seemed that there was news about the bear-raising girl.

"Then be careful, I'll come back to help you after finishing my work."

"Don't worry, go."

Saying goodbye to the little witch, Zhao Yun carefully left the Tianquan Jedi, but only saw Diao Chan, and the others were not there.

"Fairy, where are they?"

"We found Princess Anyang, but she is being hunted down. They are going to save her. I'm here to inform you."

"Who is hunting?"

"I don't know, a bunch of masked people."

"take me."

"good."

Zhao Yun did not bring evil spirits and monsters. After all, their strength cannot be exerted outside the Jedi, so it is more useful to stay and cooperate with the little witch.

In the dead of heaven, there is a broken bridge. Under the bridge is a dark river. There is no water, but you can hear the gurgling sound. On the broken bridge, there is a woman wearing a white dress standing on the broken bridge looking up sadly. Her beautiful face is sad and sad, making people feel pity for life.

After the broken bridge, a man with blood appeared suddenly. The arteries on his skin crawled on his body like vines, evil and crawling.

"Who are you……"

"Master, don't you remember my family?"

"Drunk Dance?"
To be continued...