Comparing the reactions of Shahu and I, He Long seemed calm and relaxed, because he only released a very strange ghost head, a cyan ghost head.

He looked at me with a look of inevitable victory, obviously full of great confidence in this ghost head.

The strange thing is that when Shahu saw this ghost head, his anger suddenly reached a critical point. I felt it calling me to hurry up and fight with it!

And this kind of soul-joining battle is not because it finds its opponent difficult to deal with, but because it desperately needs to vent its anger.

I did not choose to join the soul with Silly Hu, but to appease Silhu's emotions. After all, fighting with the soul is my strongest trump card. I can foresee that after that, I will have a series of battles. I don't want to be so fast.

Use the soul-joining method, and He Long won't let me join the soul.

Silly Tiger naturally chose to respect me, came back behind me, and growled lowly at He Long. At this time, through Silly Tiger, I learned a piece of information, that is, He Long’s ghost head swallowed up this old forest.

The souls of two monsters inside.

The reason why Silly Hu knew it was because He Long's ghost head had not completely digested the souls of the two monsters, and the remaining will of the monsters was still shouting, and Silly Hu heard it.

I squinted my eyes, and I could feel the anger caused by Silly Tiger that he couldn't explain clearly. This anger also spread in my heart!

He Long released the ghost head easily, but after the ghost head was released, his expression became serious. He suddenly shouted at me: "Chen Chengyi, I am afraid that the situation has been decided today. I am alone."

I'm afraid I won't be able to grab the relics of the great demon underground. But it's absolutely impossible for you to let me retreat like this. Chen Chengyi, let me ask you, do you dare to fight me fairly?"

I looked at He Long without saying a word. In fact, I knew in my heart that He Long saw that the situation was irreversible and definitely wanted to fight me, firstly for that elusive reputation, and secondly for the chance to escape unscathed.

Although he looks cute, he is actually not stupid. He didn't say anything when he saw me. He Long suddenly covered his mouth with his orchid fingers, laughed, and then said: "Chen Chengyi, couldn't you be afraid? Just now.

I let out the ghost head, you let out your tiger, but everyone is not done yet

It's just a test of strength. Why can't we have a fair fight? Besides, although my men and horses are defeated, they still want to take one or two of your lives, so I can bother you for a while. I promise you, I lost.

I turned around and left without saying anything."

"Are you going to win?" He Long was threatening me, but I had to admit that his threat was very effective and I had to comply.

"Win? What can I do if I win? Young Master Xiao Chengqian is here, so I can only turn around and leave." He Long said with a sweet smile.

Let's make it clear, if we take advantage of the victory and pursue them, they will also pay a heavy price. Obviously He Long is a person who cherishes his own feathers. He said he won or lost, forcing us to let him escape. If he wins, naturally

Only people will help him promote this victory.

This abacus is like a thunderclap.

"Then let's fight." I said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Silly Tiger let out a low roar and rushed in front of me, watching He Long's every move with his tiger eyes.

I glanced at He Long and found that the ghost head didn't seem to be connected with him. He felt a little strenuous. At this moment, he cut his wrist, and the ghost head rushed up and bit He Long's wrist.

I don't know what he was 'sucking', but I saw the bright red blood flowing out of He Long's wrist turned into light black blood after passing through Guitou.

If it were seen by ordinary people, it would be that bright red blood flowed out of He Long's wrist, and when it fell into the snow, it turned shocking black.

At this moment, Xiao Chengqian had finished taking care of the seven ghost heads. When the last ghost head was destroyed, He Long spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced at Xiao Chengqian with hatred. I understood even more that those seven ghost heads were He Long.

This evil cultivator's natal ghost head is not the cyan one.

Xiao Chengqian looked at me and said: "Chengyi, it's over, this stingy He Long is targeting me."

I said to Xiao Chengqian: "It's okay, watch me use your magic to give him a good beating."

Xiao Chengqian glanced at me resentfully and muttered: "Are you trying to hit me?"

Of course this is not the case. After saying this, Xiao Chengqian also laughed. Seeing that I was relaxed, Shahu went to find Brother Chengxin's 'trouble', because Brother Chengxin's powerful medicinal powder had 'contaminated' Shahu's food, and

The young fox was also making noises nearby.

I secretly wonder if this is a ‘restart’ for the young fox and the stupid tiger after they both lost their memory?

I shook my head and put aside these boring thoughts, then closed my eyes and started to step on the starting point. How long has it been since I used the Xia Mao Technique? What will happen if I use the Xia Mao Technique now?

Don't think that the technique of lowering mao has no difference in power. If used well, the technique of lowering mao is more powerful than the technique of upper mao!

I gave up the five senses. As the Bugang began to step, I began to communicate with the heaven and the earth to borrow strength. I was extremely familiar with this Bugang. With the growth of my spiritual sense and soul, the communication was extremely smooth. This Bugang started to work.

There is no feeling of 'obstruction' at all.

Just halfway through, I felt a strong force full of feminine power enveloped me. This was a feeling I had never experienced before using the Xia Mao Technique.

During this kind of communication, I couldn't 'see' the appearance of the ghost being invited, but I must admit that this power also shocked me.

Is this considered progress? My heart is filled with a touch of joy.

The Bugang was still going on. Although I gave up my five senses, I could not cut off my connection with Silly Tiger. When the Bugang was about to finish, I suddenly felt the message that Silly Tiger was attacking. It was the ghost on He Long's side.

The head has been released!

So, evil cultivators are full of advantages in fighting, that’s it! But from another perspective, isn’t that why they have been cultivating ghost heads for many years, or providing various combat aids? Their efforts and rewards are also directly proportional!

One step, two steps, three steps. When I finished the last three steps, the power finally enveloped me completely. At the next moment, it was like a fierce waterfall, suddenly falling into my body.

I frowned, and at that moment, I was surprised to see that what I invited with my inferior skill was actually a ghost king!

And all those who can be called kings are unruly and rebellious. After all, it is not an easy thing for them to put down their pride as kings and help you. So the first thing that this power entered my body was

The thing turned out to be a matter of choice!

Or it shouldn’t be called ‘seizing the body’, but forcefully oppressing my soul. If I’m not careful at this time, I might become an idiot because of this inferior technique. This can also be called being possessed!

The function of the hand technique is to ‘return’ the power!

My face flushed red, and I almost mobilized most of my soul power to suppress this power, and then moved the hand gestures with difficulty, so that the movements of the hand gestures seemed jerky and inconsistent.

Xiao Chengqian's worried voice came to my ears: "Why is it so difficult for Chen Chengyi to perform hand movements? It shouldn't be?" This voice was full of doubts, and it was obvious that he could never imagine that I had invited the Ghost King, and even I

I can't believe it myself.

But is this something to be proud of? At this moment, my life and soul were like dancing on a tightrope. It was so critical! Not to mention fighting with He Long!

The only one who knew about my situation was Silhu. I was worried about him, but at the same time I also felt that Silhu was a little embarrassed.

Is the opponent too powerful? I have no way of knowing the situation on the field now, but I can imagine what kind of extraordinary existence it must be to make Silly Tiger so embarrassed!

Helpless, I didn't dare to be distracted at all, and I was still using the manual with all my strength. I mobilized most of the power in my soul to suppress it, but at this time I was ready to move, and I was about to rush out of the limited position.

My hand movements have reached the end, and the last trick, the last little finger cannot fall down no matter what. The force is desperately resisting. At this time, I almost fell into the most difficult situation since using the technique.
Chapter completed!