The Long family is a branch of the Xuanyuan Ji family, the first family in Yanjing, and can be said to be a well-deserved wealthy family.
As the head of the Long family, Long Zhengling can also be regarded as the leader of the righteous path.
But now, he is holding tightly the paper man with the appearance of Ye Fan, his body is full of evil energy, and the demonic flames are billowing.
The housekeeper next to him had goosebumps all over his body. He felt as if his hair stood on end, as if a devil's claw had pinched his heart, and he had difficulty breathing.
"Get out, you have nothing to do here!" Long Zhengling ordered, his voice becoming sharp and harsh.
"Yes, Master!"
The housekeeper, as if he had been granted amnesty, quickly escaped from the study without any hesitation, and walked more than ten meters before regaining his composure.
In the study room, Long Zhengling picked up his pen again and wrote Ye Fan's name on the paper. He then bit his fingertip and dropped a drop of blood on the paper.
The next moment, the paper man seemed to be given a soul.
The facial features drawn by Long Zhengling before were only 70-80% similar to Ye Fan, but now they are lifelike and exactly the same, just like a photo, and they look particularly weird.
witchcraft!
The origin of witchcraft can be traced back to the Wuxian Kingdom during the period of Emperor Shun. It is said that the people of Wuxian Kingdom wielded green snakes in their right hands and red dragons in their left hands. They were located in the wilderness and have been developed for thousands of years. They are divided into divination, soul-telling, and mediumship.
, walking in the yin, lowering the head, voodoo, etc.
In the beginning, the purpose of witchcraft was to wish people good fortune and disease, and to know their life and death. However, after being transformed by bad people, witchcraft was changed into an evil method that harms people's lives. It can hurt people's bodies as well as their souls.
For example, the poison in witchcraft is colorless and odorless. It can let the poison enter the opponent's body without anyone noticing, eating up the body's energy and blood, and destroying the Dantian meridians.
There are also curse techniques, such as tying paper or straw, writing the opponent's name, date of birth, and step-fighting techniques to destroy the opponent's soul with secret techniques.
This secret technique is very difficult to practice, and it harms the harmony of heaven and earth, making humans and gods angry. Once it is performed, it will also have a huge backlash on the practitioner himself.
However, if it is successfully launched, the enemy will not have time to react, and will not even know who is killing him, so he will die in a hurry.
Because of this, even the strong men of the hidden sect do not dare to offend the masters of the witch sect easily, for fear of dying miserably under the vicious and strange curse.
No one would have thought that the head of the Long family, Long Zhengling, could actually learn the sorcery of the witchcraft. If this news spread, no one else would have to take action. The Xuanyuan Ji family would probably exterminate their relatives and eradicate his evil ways.
At this time, Long Zhengling was in a daze, as if he was remembering an old incident, and murmured to himself:
"Thirty years ago, I was traveling and strayed into Shiwan Mountain in the Miao territory. I had a romantic relationship with a witch from a witch sect. I also learned the paper soul-stealing technique from her, but I have never used it in these years! Now!
, Teng Yu died tragically at the hands of Ye Beichen, and the blood feud must be avenged. Even if it takes fifty years of life, I will curse that Ye Beichen to death!"
As he spoke, Long Zhengling took out ten silver needles from his pocket, with a look of extreme malice in his eyes, as if he had unforgettable hatred.
"Stab it!"
He suddenly pulled out the needle and stuck it into the paper man's body.
"This needle will prick your corpse dog!"
"This needle will prick your arrow!"
"This needle will prick your vagina!"
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Soon, there were seven more silver needles on the paper man's body.
Humans have three souls and seven souls. Among the three souls, one is embryonic light, which is the qi of Taiqing Yang and Harmony, which belongs to the sky; the second is Shuangling, which is the change of yin qi and belongs to the five elements; the third is secluded essence, which is the mixture of yin qi and belongs to the earth.
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Among the seven souls, the first soul is named Corpse Dog, the second soul is named Fu Ya, the third soul is named Que Yin, the fourth soul is named Swallowing Thief, the fifth soul is named Fei Po, the sixth soul is named Zhihu, and the seventh soul is named
Smelly lungs.
Now Long Zhengling used his supreme witchcraft to replace Ye Fan with this paper man. The seven needles firmly immobilized Ye Fan's seven souls.
At the same time, in a hotel in Yanjing City.
After Ye Fan came out of the Public Security Bureau, he originally rested in the hotel suite, but just now, he felt seven extremely evil auras coming, his consciousness was severely damaged, and he suffered a shock that was more terrifying than a thousand arrows piercing the heart.
A hundred times the pain.
In an instant, Ye Fan sensed the unprecedented danger of death. His face turned pale and sluggish, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he looked like he was seriously injured.
Such a battle of spiritual consciousness was extremely dangerous and he had never experienced it before.
More importantly, he has no idea who the enemy is or where he is...
A moment later, in the study room of the Long family mansion.
Long Zhengling stabbed the paper man with two needles again.
This time, Long Zhengling stabbed Ye Fan's Shuangling and Youjing souls.
Shuang Ling governs wealth and wealth, and can make bright Qi control Yang, making people clever and clever in all things; You Jing governs disasters and declines, making people lustful, addicted to lust, and indulge in filthy and chaotic thoughts.
Immediately afterwards, Long Zhengling twisted the last silver needle, a coquettish blood-red color appeared on his face, and he was extremely excited.
This last soul-embryonic light, the main life, is the origin of human beings. Once it is stabbed, all three souls and seven souls will be deprived, even if the Daluo Jinxian eats it, it will be difficult to save it.
Killing people thousands of miles away, this witchcraft of paper man-made soul-stealing techniques, is nothing short of miraculous!
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If it had been before, Ye Fan might have really been in danger of his life and accidentally caught him.
But now, he has mastered the "Tianshaking Drum Technique" taught by Mr. Wei. As long as he can hit the thunderous sound of the infinite chaos divine thunder, he will be the nemesis of ninety-nine percent of the world's soul-stealing evil spells.
Although there were no military drums or drumsticks in the house, Ye Fan used his inner energy to simulate an invisible drum.
After that, he waved his hands wildly at a dizzying speed, forming afterimages in mid-air. Looking from a distance, he looked like a Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.
“Dong dong dong dong dong!!!”
The deafening sound of the drum sounded, like a violent storm, like thousands of troops collapsing, and finally turned into a thunderous sound that shook the heaven and earth and swept across the wasteland.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."
This thunder seemed to transcend the limitations of sound, break through the shackles of space, and fly towards the distance at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine.
In the blink of an eye, Lei Yin arrived at the Long family mansion on the outskirts of Yanjing. As if he had the ability to track targets, he drilled into Long Zhengling's ear in the study with overwhelming force.
At this moment, Long Zhengling happened to be holding a silver needle and wanted to insert the last needle to kill Ye Fan. Unexpectedly, this extremely terrifying thunder sound rolled in, incredibly fast.
Caught off guard, Long Zhengling had no time to react and could only let the thunder sound hit him.
"boom!"
The next moment, Long Zhengling felt like his head was blurred and his face was slumped, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant, and all the energy and energy in his body had been drained.
Just now, he took out nine needles and immobilized Ye Fan's two souls and seven souls, but now after hearing the sound of thunder, his own soul seemed to be tortured by billions of silver needles, and he was in pain, as if he was enduring the punishment of endless hell.
Under the shock of the thunder, the paper man with nine silver needles pierced it also shattered and turned into powder.
"Ahhh!"
Long Zhengling screamed at the top of his lungs, his eardrum was shattered, and bright red blood oozed from his ears. He looked particularly miserable.
"No! It's impossible[ www.biqugex.me]possible!"
"My paper man soul-stealing technique is considered to be the first-class technique in the witch sect. How could Ye Beichen break it so easily and cause such a terrifying counterattack on me?"
"Is there a certain peerless master secretly protecting him by his side?!"
Long Zhengling let out bursts of screams, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, his face changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "Oh no! The battle just failed, and the position of our Long family may have been exposed! Now my vitality is severely injured and damaged.
Fifty years of life, if you are not sure of winning against that kid, you must immediately let the family members go outside to avoid the limelight!"
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At the same time, inside the hotel room.
Ye Fan lowered his arms and his breathing was slightly heavy.
Just in an instant, he used the "Shaking Drum Technique" to make a thunderous sound, which was a huge waste of energy.
But the harvest is also huge. Not only does this resolve the crisis, but the sound of thunder also contains Ye Fan's will.
By following Lei Yin's flight trajectory, Ye Fan can easily find the location of the Long family.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan's eyes showed a hot light, he clenched his fists hard and murmured to himself:
