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Chapter 182 Ridiculous Soul Attack

As the piercing ghost's stern voice sounded in Wu Shu's consciousness, a bloody ghost several feet long gradually appeared in Wu Shu's consciousness.

At this moment, Wu Shu also separated a spiritual clone in his spiritual consciousness.

Standing on the Holy Son Mountain, looking down at the bloody ghost. If the ghost does not have much spiritual intelligence, Wu Shu really wants to ask, after entering his spiritual consciousness and seeing everything in front of him, what does the ghost think?

The bloody ghost was indeed not very intelligent, but after seeing clearly the situation in Wu Shu's consciousness space, his roar gradually decreased until he opened his bloody mouth and looked left and right in shock.

At the foot of the Holy Son Mountain, the ancestor of the Night Demon was sitting in the pavilion. He picked up the tea made of spiritual power and looked at the bloody ghost and said, "Screaming? Why don't you scream? Howling like tearing your throat?"

Then, after taking a sip of tea, the Night Demon Ancestor looked like he was enjoying it and said, "Ah? It is indeed tea condensed with mental power. Isn't it really good tea?"

After hearing the words of the Night Demon Ancestor, the bloody ghost looked at the Night Demon Ancestor with a ferocious look, but when he and the Night Demon Ancestor looked at each other, a ray of light came from the Night Demon Ancestor's hands.

Shooting out of his eyes, the bloody ghost couldn't help but tremble all over.

Recently, because Wu Shu's spiritual consciousness has been able to comprehend the semi-god-level spiritual power, the Night Demon Ancestor's spiritual power has been improved to an unprecedented extent.

Just one glance caused great mental pressure on the bloody ghost. The Night Demon Ancestor was delighted and said, "Being able to meet the young master in the Giant Elephant Mountains is really a blessing that my Night Demon Ancestor has cultivated for several lifetimes."

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It has to be said that under the influence of the Stele Spirit and the Little Tree Man, the Night Demon Ancestor's flattering strength has improved visibly to the naked eye.

After the bloody ghost entered Wu Shu's consciousness, the space within which it could move was controlled by the little tree man. At this moment, when he heard the flattery of the Night Demon Ancestor at the foot of Saint Son Mountain, the little tree man

Immediately not to be outdone, he said, "Young Master, everything is under control. I don't know how the Young Master wants to deal with this fierce ghost."

After hearing the words of the little tree man of the World Tree, Wu Shu just felt that it was strange.

Even though the spiritual space has become smaller due to the transformation of spiritual power in the spiritual consciousness, the area of ​​the spiritual space is still quite large. Why did the ancestor of Night Demon at the foot of Saint Son Mountain speak while standing on Saint Son Mountain?

, can be heard clearly.

It seems that the little tree people of the World Tree are working hard to transform the spiritual space again?

At this moment, lying on the lounge chair transformed by the roots of the little tree man, the tablet spirit, who looked extremely comfortable, opened his mouth and said, "First arrest this fierce ghost, give it a beating with a big stick, and then give it to the night devil."

Ancestor, with the methods of the Night Demon Ancestor, in front of the Night Demon Ancestor, this fierce ghost is definitely a great tonic."

After listening to the suggestion of the stele spirit, the little tree man also felt very good, "Brother Xiao Ling said it is true. Even if the little tree man can refine such evil things, they are of a different kind and are easily contaminated.

It has transformed the young master's consciousness space. If the Night Demon Ancestor is allowed to devour it, the Night Demon Ancestor's strength will be greatly increased and the impact of this evil object on the young master's consciousness space can be avoided."

Before he finished speaking, the little tree man moved the immobile bloody ghost to the front of his tree.

Immediately afterwards, the little tree man of the world tree kept beating the bloody ghost's body with its roots.

In this way, the bloody ghost looked at Wu Shu with ferocious eyes while enduring the whipping from the roots. As for the painful screams made by the bloody ghost, Wu Shu couldn't hear them at all. They were all heard by the small tree of the world tree.

People are isolated with demigod-level mental power.

After Wu Shu's spiritual avatar appeared in the consciousness space, Wu Shu was shocked by the series of operations performed by the Night Demon Ancestor, the Little Tree Man, and the Stele Spirit.

Normally, the words of the tablet spirit and others are complimentary, so these martial arts books are still acceptable.

But a little tree man who is only a few months old knows how to use whipping. What's going on?

In the blink of an eye, the little tree man had whipped the evil spirit hundreds of times with its roots. As he was being whipped by the roots of the World Tree, the evil spirit had a feeling that his body was about to be torn apart with every whip that fell on his body.

At this moment, the bloody ghost was already clinging to life. The little tree man said with satisfaction, "Ancestor Night Demon, don't let me and Brother Xiaoling down."

The next moment, the bloody ghost appeared in front of the Night Demon Ancestor at the foot of Saint Son Mountain.

The ancestor of the Night Demon who was sitting in the pavilion immediately stood up straight and said with an extremely respectful look, "Master World Tree and Master Stele Spirit have ordered that Otonashi must go all out for his injuries."

Wu Zuo and Wu You, who were still suppressed at the foot of the Holy Son Mountain, saw the virtue of the Night Demon Ancestor. Wu Zuo could not help but look disgusted and said, "Tsk, the old guy is really spineless."

It seems that on weekdays, the Night Demon Ancestor is often ridiculed by Wu Zuo and Wu You. The Night Demon Ancestor is accustomed to saying, "I am happy!"

With this scene, Wu Shu's heart felt like countless mythical beasts were stepping on the ground.

Wu Shu wanted to know, after not seeing him for so many days, why did the Night Demon ancestor not even have the basic moral integrity as a human being?

And all of this, which seemed to take a long time, happened in the blink of an eye.

The moment the third-order blood flag launched its attack, Wu Shu was momentarily distracted. Xu Guoguo and the other members of the evil ghost clan thought that Wu Shu was hopeless.

Xu Guoguo said with a look of regret, "Poor Young Master Wu, he died so mysteriously. But there are some things that he didn't know. In front of our evil ghost clan, even if someone is dead, as long as they are

The soul is still there, so I, the evil ghost clan, have a way to force out the memory possessed by the soul. Alas...how can I be so miserable?"

Suddenly, he felt a little sleepy, so Wu Shu yawned, and then said calmly, "I said, Xu Guoguo, what are you talking to yourself there? I'm afraid there's something wrong with your head."

Forehead……

Wu Shu, who was supposed to be defeated by the third-level blood banner, suddenly spoke.

Everyone in the evil ghost clan was completely shocked.

Xu Guoguo couldn't believe it and said, "How is it possible? You are okay?"

Knowing the methods of the third-level blood flag, Wu Shu also wanted Xu Guoguo to attack again with the blood flag in his hand, thereby further weakening the third-level blood flag's attack power.

Yawning again, Wu Shu pretended that nothing happened and said, "What's wrong? I've been seeing you since just now, and suddenly I'm standing there talking to myself. Could it be that you used some weird attack method on me?

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When Wu Shu asked him this, Xu Guoguo began to wonder if the third-level blood flag had not launched a soul attack just now under his control.

He directly held the third-level blood flag in his hand, and Xu Guoguo tore off the black robe around him in great displeasure.

The pale Xu Guoguo looked at Wu Shuguo coldly and said, "Damn human race, you are really too arrogant. Next, I must let you experience the pain of life being worse than death."

"Third-level blood flag, soul-eating!"

As the third-order blood flag in Xu Guoguo's hand continued to bloom with bloody rainbow light, several invisible pressures enveloped Wu Shu.


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