In the dim room, a figure fell on the couch, his breathing was sluggish, and his breathing was almost nothing. In the darkness, a round curve could be seen faintly.

This person was the one who sneaked into the house last night to attack Su Ming. After he discovered it, he defeated him directly. After sealing her, Su Ming threw her here casually and ignored it.

Although the court ordered them not to fight, the war of hatred had already burned, so it was not a ban on an order.

Su Ming stepped into the room, waved his hand, and the long lights lit up, and the room suddenly became bright. He glanced around, glanced at the person on the couch, and then stepped forward.

The soul-devouring technique can devour the enemy's soul and obtain all the memories of his person. For a wild orphan like Su Ming, such a talented and magical power is simply a timely rain.

The predecessor's ability to practice the Taoist practice safely and soundly for nine hundred years was not only a steady behavior, but also a lot to do with this soul-swallowing technique.

Su Ming formed seals with his hands, and a silent barrier filled the entire room. At the same time, four formation flags quietly emerged around the yard, forming a formation to wrap the yard.

This set of formation flags was obtained by him during the melee of Zhuque Street. It is also one of the few magic weapons on him. After all, there were too many demons and monsters that died in those days. Many powerful magic weapons have defects. They are either filled with demonic energy or evil atmosphere to the sky. They are not suitable for him, the "Emnior Monk".

After being prepared, he activated his talented magical powers.

"Soul-swallowing!"

Su Ming's dark pupils emitted a strange light, and a demonic aura appeared between his eyebrows. The next moment, his handsome face was filled with muscles, and his skin was covered with black colors. His sharp tentacles broke through the top of his head, revealing his sharp jaw teeth, and the dark leather armor was mixed with golden colors. This was his body, the centipede spirit.

At this moment, in the room, Su Ming, who was in the insect head, shook his tentacles and felt a little uncomfortable. He did not expect that he would have to use his true body to use his talented magic.

This was the first time he had shown his true body. Fortunately, he set up a formation in advance to block the inside and outside. Otherwise, the yard would have been so powerful that it would have been spyed by others.

Su Ming shook his head, and a humanized expression appeared on his two red eyes, and he walked to the couch.

The woman on the wooden couch was trembling all over and her eyes were full of horror. She struggled to twist her body, trying to speak but couldn't speak because she was sealed.

Before Su Ming stepped into the room, she was always awake, just pretending to be asleep.

Now that she felt the rich demonic aura in the room, she could no longer pretend to be asleep, but it was too late.

"roar!"

The jaw teeth suddenly opened, and the huge insect head screamed, and the sound waves shocked the objects in the house were instantly damaged. Fortunately, the sound was blocked by the barrier and did not spread. In the woman's terrified eyes, the scarlet eyeballs emitted a strange light above the insect head.

Suddenly, a hazy light shot out from the eyeballs and pierced directly into the woman's eyebrows. The horror on her face had not yet dissipated, and her whole body instantly frozen. Then her eyes lost their spirit and became dark.

In a blink of an eye, Su Ming recovered from his human body. A swastika Buddha seal appeared between his eyebrows, emitting Buddha light, sweeping away the demonic energy in the room. He still closed his eyes and felt the power of his innate magical powers.

At this moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the nine-foot-high Tathagata Dharma body sits in the sea of ​​consciousness, emitting divine light, and the golden Buddha flame shines brightly on the void. Under the lotus seat, a residual soul is constantly burned and decomposed. The black air is lingering on it, emitting unknown and strangeness, but this strangeness is reflected by the Buddha light, and there is nowhere to hide under the golden Buddha flame, burning all over.

The remnant soul was also wailing in pain, constantly cursing with the most vicious words, and eventually the soul was scattered.

After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes, and a figure melted from his dark pupils, and his face was still filled with ancient wells.

The body on the wooden couch had already died and was already a little cold. Seeing this, his face showed compassion, "I am merciful, donor, I have sent you to the Western Paradise, Amitabha Buddha."

A Buddha's name is full of compassion.

Immediately, he stepped forward and untied the corpse's clothes, tinkered for a while, and took out an exquisite treasure bag from the two tall and smooth strokes, with a faint fragrance and warm breath on it.

"It turns out that I hid the storage bag here, no wonder I can't find it." He glanced at the woman's fair figure, alas, it's a pity.

Then, with a flash of his hand, the golden Buddha flame bloomed, burning it to pieces and turning it into pure soul power.

If the soul-swallowing magic power had not devoured her soul and had all her memories, it would probably be possible that Su Ming could only find it if he searched the soul. However, there is still a difference between searching the soul and swallowing the soul.

The soul search technique is extremely domineering. If the caster's soul is weak or the recipient's soul is strong and has a spirit treasure that protects the soul, the caster will easily be backfired and his soul will be damaged.

Moreover, the memories obtained by searching the soul will disappear shortly and will soon disappear, while the soul-swalking of the soul will digest the soul. The memory will not disappear and can strengthen the soul.

This harvest surprised Su Ming because, in her memory, he obtained alchemy.

In this world, there are rich spiritual energy and countless treasures in heaven and earth. Therefore, alchemy has become a great help in practice. However, please keep these things first and practice when you have time.

He wiped off the residual soul mark on the storage bag and found that in addition to a elixir furnace, a few prescriptions and some medicinal materials, there was also a black banner with white bones and skeletons painted on it, and a bone whip emitting fierce aura. These are magical magic weapons. The refining process is extremely cruel. Although it is powerful, it is easily retaliated.

After Su Ming took it out, he used Buddha flame to destroy it. How could he, a monk who has attained enlightenment, use these magical treasures?

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Night falls quietly, and dark clouds cover the earth.

Suddenly, the door opened suddenly, and a gust of cold wind blew, blowing out the lotus lantern on the table. On the wooden couch, Su Ming was reading carefully with a book. Seeing this scene, he was not panicked, but looked at the door with the light shining in from the small window.

"Crazy~"

The cold wind was like crying, and the window frame suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of the boots coming from far to near.

The next moment, a big ghost bowed and stuffed it in, suddenly stood in front of the bed, almost celebrating Liang. Looking closely, the ghost's face looked like an old melon skin, its eyes flashed, and it looked around the room, its mouth was like a basin, its teeth were sparse and sparse, its tongue was moving and its throat was roaring, and its sound was connected to the four walls.

“Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Seeing this big ghost, Su Ming frowned slightly and complained secretly that the formation was too bad, and he could cover up his breath and gaze, and even a small ugly ghost could not defend against it.

But when he thought that this was something that was free to be taken out of the body, he felt relieved again.

The ghost screamed, crying and complaining, and it was extremely unpleasant. Seeing that Su Ming was not shocked, it jumped forward, and its body suddenly shrank, but it was still about a meter high and suddenly pressed down.

The harsh sounds came one after another, which made people feel upset.

"Noisy!"

A cold shout accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit, the air suddenly solidified, and a hint of fear suddenly appeared in the ugly ghost's eyes. He was about to retreat, but now, it is impossible to leave.

Suddenly, under the light, Su Ming's elongated shadow twisted on the ground, and mottled patterns intertwined, like half-open and half-closed eyes, gloomy and scary. Between his eyebrows, there was a black air rising, like a poisonous snake, making a hissing sound.

In an instant, Su Ming's eyes turned cold, "Spell!"
Chapter completed!