He Pingyi kept his mind, the spiritual platform was clear, and the "Nine Palaces and Bright Moon Climbing True Method" slowly operated. Suddenly, a bright moon like a silver bead was reflected in the void of the sea of ​​​​mind. Under the moonlight, one can detect the emptiness of the original body.

There is a little more haze in the shell's soul.

"This should be the influence of the evil magic on the soul. This power seems to be able to use the heart and soul as soil and parasitize in it. If I really fall into this trick, even if I escape temporarily, I will have endless troubles in the future."

He was very aware of this and immediately activated the "Nine Palaces Bright Moon Climbing True Method" again, with the moon shining in the sky.

The pure white moonlight immediately deflected and swept towards the gloomy and evil shadow, making an anxious sound of "sizzling". The entrenched dark shadow also faded away like frightened insects.

He Ping continued to shine brightly with the bright moon formed from his pure mind, and was continuously washed by the moonlight. Like the snow in the soup, most of it dispersed in a moment, and only the last remaining evil haze shrank into the corner.

"Using the 'Nine Palaces Bright Moon Climbing True Technique', you can check and balance this evil magic. However, this evil magic is also powerful, and it does not seem to be the magic of our Immortal Puppet Sect."

After learning about this spell, He Ping immediately became interested in it. He realized that this evil spell obviously has two characteristics; one is that it can control others through this spell. Cheng Zhicai's behavior was obviously abnormal.

, it seems that he is not actively against himself, but that he is being manipulated;

Secondly, this kind of evil method can be transmitted by sight. It is instantaneous and difficult to prevent. It can be used to plot against others. I am afraid there is no more powerful method than this evil method.

"I'm pretending to be controlled by this technique for the time being, to see what other plans the innocent child has. If I get the chance, I will take this guy down..."

He reached out and pinched the "Nine Deaths" hidden in his sleeve, and his confidence greatly increased.

This "Nine Deaths for the Witch Doll" ritual is complex and tedious, but once it is completed, it can ward off disasters and replace the misfortune for the puppet master nine times.

He believed that he had this thing in his hand, and it was only a matter of a thought to leave or leave it.

Thinking of this, He Ping pretended to be controlled by the strange evil spell and stood motionless, his body as stiff as a rock.

Suddenly, someone roared in the forest, and a figure passed behind him silently like a bat.

He Ping took a closer look, and with the help of the moonlight passing through the treetops, he suddenly discovered that it was a figure in a green robe. The figure landed silently and came behind Cheng Zhi.

"Senior..."

After Cheng Zhi was injured, his eyes were almost blank.

"do not move."

Chi Xinzi, who was wearing a green robe, came around behind him and put a finger on his Tianling Cap. Immediately, Cheng Zhi closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if he was in trance.

"There is a secret hidden in this son. If he is killed by you, junior brother, then all the preparations I have made for you will be in vain."

The man in green robe, Chi Xinzi, spoke. His voice was harsh, like scraping bones and grinding teeth, which reached people's ears and made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Ha, I almost forgot that junior brother, you are controlled by the "Demon Planting" technique, and now you can't even say a word. In this case..."

Immediately, the green sleeves of the robe were unfolded, and dozens of blood-red silk threads flew out and landed on He Ping's body.

"There is no beginning. One analysis is three. There is no beginning. The sky is one, the earth is one and two..."

Chi Xinzi spoke very quickly and recited the spell, and the blood on the dozens of silk threads that fell on He Ping also lit up. The power of the powerful forbidden curse also condensed on the threads and passed towards He Ping on the other side.

go.

This is the "Eight-Yuan Skeleton Locking Technique" among the secrets of the Immortal Puppet Sect. This gate-locking spell uses one's own essence and blood as the intermediary. Once cast, it can block all the enemy's methods, even in the hands of Taoist masters.

With this move, all five senses will be sealed into darkness and plunged into eternal perdition.

Chi Xinzi doesn't have that deep knowledge of this kind of eight-element bone lock, but it is not difficult to seal people's five senses and six senses. The Immortal Puppet Sect has too many powerful spells. As long as it falls into its hands and is brewed, it will be enough.

There is never a chance to turn around.

"Hehe... This boy is the last disciple accepted by the old ghost Wuyousheng. I was still wondering what kind of powerful character he is as the fifth descendant of the Immortal Puppet Sect. Who knows that he only has this little ability..."

Chi Xinzi was originally a little worried that this fifth descendant of the Immortal Puppet Sect might have the true inheritance of Wuyousheng, but he didn't expect that he would be able to capture him with a clever trick. All he had to do was seal the opponent's mind with the "Eight-Yuan Lock Skeleton".

The five senses and all the apertures all over the body are not meant to be killed or cut into pieces.

Just when he was satisfied, suddenly, a dark force suddenly came from several blood-red threads spreading out from his ten fingers, flowing backwards like an undercurrent——

"this!"

Chi Xinzi was greatly frightened. His fingers froze in the air and remained motionless. His lips trembled. His eyes suddenly darkened and the surrounding scenery blurred into a lake. There was a small buzzing sound in his ears, a strong sound.

The feeling of sleepiness flooded into my heart like a tide.

"Oops!"

The man in green robe felt his mouth go dry. For some reason, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all. Only then did he realize how critical the situation was.

Just now, the spell power of the "Eight Elements Locking Bone Technique" was pushed back under the pull of some obscure force.

In an instant, among his five senses of sight, hearing, smell, and touch, his ears and eyes were taken away. I am afraid that after a while, even other senses are blocked, and he will be like a walking corpse and can only be manipulated by others.

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At first, Chi Xinzi mistakenly thought that she suffered the backlash due to the "headwind" of the spell. Now she finally realized that she was hit by the "Eight-Yuan Lock Skeleton". The blood curse thread released by the ten fingers in her hand became a transmission restriction.

medium.

"It's you--"

He raised his head with difficulty, and in his increasingly dim view, he could see He Ping on the other side. The man wearing the ghost mask sneered.

"How...Senior Brother Chixinzi, this eight-element bone-locking technique doesn't feel good!"

It's you!

Chi Xinzi didn't speak, but was shocked in his heart. He couldn't help but ask himself, "Why is this son not affected by the "Art of Seed Demon"? "How did the Eight-Yuan Skeleton Lock Technique be returned to him by him?"... All kinds of doubts emerged in his mind.

, it’s just that the reality of the fight doesn’t allow him to hesitate——

The man in green robe held his breath and concentrated, biting the tip of his tongue. The burning pain made him shiver, and at the same time he opened his mouth and spit out the blood.

Canopy!

The blood stimulated the surrounding threads, and the blood-red luster on those threads became brighter. He Ping, who was on the other side of the threads, let out a soft "Eh".

Suddenly, the thread in the air tightened violently, and He Ping's eyes lit up, knowing that Chi Xinzi still had time to spare, and was waiting for a concentrated counterattack.

Unexpectedly, his elbows and armpits suddenly grew. Chi Xinzi roared angrily and pulled back with all his strength. He heard a "collapse" sound in the air and dozens of them were shattered. Chi Xinzi's vision suddenly turned black and blood spurted out from his mouth. His body and mind were hurt and he flew backwards.

Go and hit the tree behind.

"This guy is so cruel!"

He Ping also suffered a secret loss. Suddenly, a sweet taste rose up in his throat, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Chi Xinzi was halfway through his work, and temporarily removed the spell power of the Eight-Element Skeleton Locking Technique. This spell power immediately came back to bite him.

, the impact will inevitably spread to the heart, but with this decisive action, the thread connecting the two parties was untied.

"go!"

Chi Xinzi shouted loudly as he hit the tree, and two golden clouds of light burst out from between his sleeves.

It turned out that his left and right arms were specially cut off at the elbows and connected with separate ghost hands.

The detached ghost hands were able to separate and separate. At this moment, they flew out of the air and flew over under the control of invisible strings. Golden light flashed from the fingertips of both hands, and the Qi machine locked onto He Ping from a distance.

He Ping also felt pressure, the back of his neck was itching and the hairs were standing on end. The black air between the index fingers of his right hand spread from between the nails to the first knuckle.

This is a sign after practicing the "Shadow Calling Technique". As long as you practice this evil technique, the God of Nine Shadows will be awakened and corrode the human flesh and blood at the same time. In this process, the fingers of the person will be corroded first.

Impact.

Under the moonlight, He Ping's palm suddenly made an arc, the movement was unusually sharp, and the black shadow under his feet suddenly lengthened.

At the critical moment, the shadow also drew a strange arc and hit one of the flying ghost hands. The force of the impact caused the ghost hand to deflect and hit the flying ghost hand on the left.

With a "bang" sound, as the two collided, the metal and iron clanged, and due to the huge inertia, they flew to the bushes on the other side without a trace.

He wanted to use his shadow skills to kill the enemy again, but the soft ground under his feet exploded like saltpeter. With a bang, dozens of golden shadows burst out from the ground. They were all detached ghost hands, and the palms were densely stabbed as hard as gold and iron.

come over.

At this moment, He Ping's figure strangely bounced upward, as if he was a string puppet, being pulled by a big hand and controlled to fly into the air.

Leaping into the air, his movements became more agile and elegant. The black robe on his body couldn't help but fly, and he flexibly slid out of the air. While avoiding the pursuit of the ghost hands, he shot out several blood-red threads.

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Rest, rest, rest!

Silk threads flew out. These threads were the ones that had been subjected to the "Eight-Element Locking Skeleton" technique. Once the threads touched the detached ghost hands, they in turn controlled these ghost hands to hit the surrounding ghost hands.

Amidst a series of clashing sounds of gold and iron, these ghost hands were knocked out one after another. Only then did He Ping fall to the ground. Before he could stand firm, a figure came up behind him.

"Chixinzi, you are looking for death!"

His backhand was a Mi Luo knife. The green robed figure suddenly changed and slid away. The Mi Luo knife flew away from the green robed man's body and smashed the green shadow into countless pieces.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Amidst a burst of strange laughter, Chi Xinzi was split into two. It turned out that he had used the magic of armor escape and deceived He Ping for a moment with his green robe. However, the old ghost also received a knife on his face, and his face was covered with blood, but he grinned.

laughing out loud.

He Ping noticed something and reached out to touch his vest. Only then did he realize that something seemed to be taped to his back.

"Spell?"

He turned his head and could see that the thing was vaguely a yellow talisman, but from this angle, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Is this Chi Xinzi really a member of my Immortal Puppet Sect? There are various escape techniques mixed with spells. Which sect does this person belong to..."
To be continued...