"Master, I can already use Xia Mao's technique. Isn't it very powerful?"

"Hmph"

"Smelly old man, why are you laughing? Didn't you see that when I used Xia Mao's technique, the old guys in that group couldn't sit still and came out to stop me? Are you afraid that I am better than you, so you sneer?

?”

"Better than me? Do you know that Xia Mao's technique requires the power of the ghost, and then uses the two powers to merge into one to strengthen the soul power, allowing you to use more advanced techniques."

"I know this. Don't change the subject. Are you going to die if you praise me for being awesome?"

"I won't die, but I compliment you against my will, and I will vomit! Since you know that you are inviting the power of ghosts, are all the ghosts the same? Do you think ordinary spirits can compare with ghosts? Just like those who are invited

There are also ordinary souls among underground souls, ghost soldiers, ghost generals, ghost kings, and even ghost emperors! What kind of miscellaneous fish are you inviting now?"

"My ghosts are divided into so many levels? Master, where are they?"

"Where? I don't know! I just want to tell you, don't look down on Xia Mao's art. Although it is inferior, if it invites the Ghost Emperor, compared to Shang Mao who only invites heavenly soldiers, who do you think is more powerful?

"

"Master, I understand. Then what do you usually invite when you use Xia Mao's technique?"

"I am a ghost general unless I am particularly careful. If I am willing, I can definitely invite the ghost king. But I will not use it easily."

"Why? How awesome is that?"

"First, the power of the Ghost King is too destructive. Second, it is difficult to suppress. By the way, I have to remind you that there are many unsolved mysteries in Mao Shu. The rule we can figure out is that the stronger the spiritual sense is.

, the stronger the soul, the more powerful the ghosts that can be invited, but it is not ruled out that by accident, you can invite an existence that you cannot control now. At that time, you must send it away quickly, even if you promise a price, otherwise

The soul will be damaged, ranging from becoming an idiot to being completely shattered."

"It's so powerful, Master. Can I invite the Ghost King one day and control its power?"

"Yes, yes. How can I, Jiang Lichun, be a bad apprentice? When one day you can use the power of the Ghost King in Xia Mao's technique, the master will definitely praise you for your awesomeness!"

In the mist and chaos, I saw such a scene. Before the battle in the deserted village, the master was setting up the formation. I held the formation flag and followed the master step by step. That day, it was getting late, the house was deserted, but

The picture with Master's presence is so warm.

I remembered the conversation between Master and I at that time, every sentence and every word was so clear.

At that time, the power of the Ghost King was almost breaking through my soul power. The little finger I was trying to press down was bounced back, and I was frozen there. I heard Ruxue worriedly calling me, Brother Chengxin, Xiao Chengqian and others.

Many people are worried about me. I heard Silly Hu’s angry, worried but labored howling, but I couldn’t listen to it anymore. There was only one sentence left in my heart. At that time, I will praise you for your awesomeness!

These words exploded in my heart, as if they formed a firm obsession with infinite will. Master, today you have to praise me!

I looked up to the sky and shouted, and suddenly, I pressed down on that little finger!

With a "boom", the resistance power receded, and the overwhelming power suddenly became obedient, filling my whole body softly, and I opened my eyes.

This is the first time that I invited the Ghost King and successfully used its power. Master, did you see it? In the white snow in the sky, I suddenly felt a little sad.

I didn't even pay attention to Xiao Chengqian's exclamation. Yes, as long as you invite a guy who can be king, the shadow of the person invited will appear behind you. This is common sense. Behind me, there is a majestic armored shadow.

, except that it has a green face, so a wise person can tell it is the Ghost King at a glance.

I raised my head and took a look at the situation of Silly Hu. At this moment, Silly Hu was in a very embarrassed state, just like the time he dragged the Yingling Ghost Mother in Black Rock Miao Village. His body was covered with wounds. This ghost head was not necessarily as good as Yingling.

Ghost mother, not to mention Silly Tiger has grown up.

The key situation is that I looked at He Long and yelled: "You use the method of sacrifice to stimulate Guitou, and then use your soul and will to control Guitou, two against one to beat my tiger, it's very satisfying

no?"

He Long looked at me warily, with an ugly face. He was also a cultivator, so it was impossible for him not to see the phantom behind me. What that phantom meant, evil cultivators who rarely use Mao Shu may not know, but the power of the Ghost King

Pressure, how could he not feel it.

"Sihu, hold on a little longer." I yelled, and Sihu responded with his roar.

Then, I quickly performed the hand gestures, and then fell into thoughts. The endless thoughts, thoughts, entered this vast old forest, the mountain god came to see, the mountain god came to see!

With the help of the Ghost King's power, this spell was exceptionally smooth. As I called, a new force suddenly merged with the Ghost King.

"Hmm" came a soul-shaking sound behind me. I didn't need to think about it, but I knew that the shadow of the mountain god appeared behind me when I glanced at Xiao Chengqian just now.

But at the same time, Xiao Chengqian also exclaimed: "Speak out and get closer to the truth. You kid actually invited more than 50% of the power of the god of this mountain."

I glanced at Xiao Chengqian, and then, like Xiao Chengqian, I put my feet on the ground, circled my arms, and shouted: "The power of the trapped spirit!"

At that moment, I seemed to be able to actually come into contact with the cyan ghost head. I could feel its surging and majestic power. I immediately knew that such a powerful ghost head could not simply devour.

It can be formed by combining two monster souls.

, if it hadn’t been cultivated for a long time, it would be impossible to have such power. No wonder Silly Tiger would be embarrassed. Facing such a powerful ghost, Silly Tiger’s original strength is about the same as that of Silly Tiger, who is just a ray of residual soul. Plus, there is

He Long's help can be imagined.

With the help of Xia Mao's technique, the trapping spirit technique exerted great power, and the ghost head was suddenly trapped in a certain atmosphere.

"Silly tiger, take revenge when there is hatred, repay injustice when there is injustice. Slap him!" I yelled!

Silly Tiger responded with a surging and excited fighting spirit, taking away a little bit of the grievance that I could finally help it. It was no longer a two-on-one rush and rushed over happily!

Facing the trapped ghost head, Silly Tiger was naturally merciless. He used claws, teeth, tail, and collision to do whatever he could. Finally, he bit off a large chunk of the green ghost head's energy and shook its head while wagging its tail.

Instead of swallowing it, he flicked it into the air and threw it directly in front of the tender fox.

A smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. This silly tiger still knows how to share food. This relationship with the young fox is quite good!

The young fox was not polite and jumped down from Brother Chengxin's shoulder and started to devour the ball of energy. The stupid tiger was not polite and bit off a large ball of energy again, this time swallowing it himself.

"No, you can't. You dare to destroy my uncle's ghost head." He Long's high-pitched and frightened voice came from over there. He was obviously panicked. It turned out that this was the ghost head of his elder in his sect, not him.

All your own things.

The ghost head is struggling fiercely. Obviously he cannot accept this situation of being passively beaten, but he can't break free. Just kidding, the power of the trapped spirit under the blessing of the ghost king's power is not a ghost head who has not even come to the real master.

Can break free.

He Long's face showed an expression of pain and indecision, but looking at the struggling and howling ghost head, whose body became smaller and smaller, He Long finally made up his mind. He took out a sharp black weapon.

The hook suddenly pierced his heart. Looking at this scene, Lao Zhang exclaimed. After all, Lao Zhang could not feel the cruelty of the fighting. Perhaps in his opinion, it was not as bloody as slashing people with a knife.

Seeing He Long's actions, he finally couldn't help it anymore, and then shouted: "Why did this kid commit suicide?"

But He Long was not committing suicide. The cultivator stabbed himself in the heart. In fact, he probably just wanted to get a drop of heart blood, the blood with the most essence in the blood, rather than stabbing himself.

Once in Heiyan Miao Village, a woman's nails dug into my chest!

Sure enough, my guess was correct. He Long indeed took out a drop of bright red blood from his heart, then pinched the secret of sacrifice and began to mutter something.

Is this a final struggle? I shouted loudly and continued to trap the ghost head to death, and communicated with Silly Hu to let him seize the time to attack the ghost head. Naturally, Silly Hu was not polite.

But with He Long's sacrifice, the ghost head began to swell, and gradually its green face turned into a deeper blue color. It roared wildly and was about to break free.

I knew that the power of trapped spirits could not trap the cyan ghost heads, so I shouted: "Silly tiger, let me join forces with you and beat them up hard!"
Chapter completed!