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Chapter 172 Subduing

"Haha, haha, King of Resentful Spirits, no matter how powerful your magic is, you will fall into my hands in the end. It is your fate to become my slave."

The extremely proud laughter spread all over the place, Zhi Min, who was seriously injured, and the Wraith King, who was immersed in the joy of successfully seizing the body, were really surprised.

"Feng Yu, Feng Yu, quickly, run away quickly."

After hearing the news that Feng Yu was alive, a weak fire surged in Zhi Min's heart again. Her brain had no time to think about the meaning of Feng Yu's words. Her only thought was that she hoped Feng Yu would run as fast as possible, as far as possible. She was urgent.

Her emotions caused her suppressed injuries to burst out, and she spurted a few mouthfuls of blood, and her face became increasingly pale.

"For those of you who won't shed tears until you see the coffin, let me see how you can still show off your strength after a while."

Although the Wraith King was surprised that Feng Yu never left, he already had a chance to win at this moment. Once the seizure was completed, his soul would be 100% integrated with Feng Yu's body, and capturing Feng Yu, who had become a lonely ghost, would be a piece of cake.

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"King of Wraith Spirits, I really didn't expect you to be so stupid. You are in jail and you don't know it. Did you take my body? Take a good look at it."

Feng Yu's voice sounded again, and his words revealed a strong disdain and condescending aura.

"Could it be?"

Ominous thoughts lingered in the mind of the Wraith Spirit King. The Wraith Spirit King lost his usual comfort and broke out in cold sweat. It was true that the process of seizing the body was so smooth and strange, but because he was too excited, he ignored it intentionally or unintentionally. Looking back now

It seems that there are many doubts, Feng Yu's unscrupulous provocation, his subsequent lack of resistance, his supernatural power similar to the soul's shelling, and this body full of doubts. One or two is not surprising, but so many

The unusual gathering is no accident.

"Soul-torn."

The Wraith Spirit King, who was originally controlling the meridians and Dantian Qi sea of ​​'Feng Yu' with all his strength, stopped all actions instantly, and his infinite power quickly condensed. The thumb-sized Wraith Spirit King reappeared in 'Feng Yu''s sea of ​​consciousness, with almost no words.

Without wasting any time, the big hand full of resentful spirit stretched forward, trying to tear apart the sea of ​​consciousness of 'Feng Yu'. As long as he can get out of this body, the dragon will return to the sea and the tiger will enter the mountains. No matter what Feng Yu has,

He can completely ignore any calculations.

"If you want to leave, do you really think that my body can be entered and exited whenever you want? I will let you know today what it means to go without returning. Jiuyou Order, lock."

Feng Yu took great pains to set up this almost perfect trap, and the Wraith King ambushed him as expected. How could Feng Yu be willing to let him leave so easily? The situation had been at a standstill for so long, and it was time to end it perfectly.

"What kind of power is this? It can actually resist me. The power of the resentful spirit is still tightly restrained."

The wraith king's hoarse roar was mixed with unbelievable surprise and gradually rising fear and uneasiness.

His soul was connected to the foundation of the Holy Mountain, almost reaching the realm of immortality. The power of the soul was no less than his body, but he just missed it. It was the first time in his life that he failed. When he came in, the sea of ​​consciousness was extremely fragile.

Now it has become a cage like a copper wall and an iron wall. A trace of mysterious power spreads from the periphery of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, surrounding the soul puppet of the Wraith Spirit King. It is gradually gathering like a spider thread, and it is possible to bind the Wraith Spirit King at any time.

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The Wraith King punched 10,000 punches in one breath, and the space was shaken by the fierce punching force. Dense fist shadows spread in all directions. Such a fierce offensive could only temporarily stop the progress of this mysterious power.

"I, Luo Fengyu, the master chosen by the Jiuyou Order, in my name, summon the supreme power of the Jiuyou Land, bless the Jiuyou Order, help me seal this sinful soul, and make him completely a slave of the Jiuyou Order

, surrender to me, pay for the sins he committed, and gain eternal life.”

Jimin suddenly felt a tightness in her waist, and her whole body fell into a warm embrace. Before she could react, a stream of pure vitality poured into her Dantian Qihai through her lower abdomen, followed by the most primitive vitality.

Extending to her eight extraordinary meridians, most of the injuries in her body were healed in an instant.

"Feng Yu?"

Jimin turned her head, and a familiar and handsome face appeared in front of her eyes. She even thought that she was hallucinating. She turned around and found that another 'Feng Yu' was still standing there, with various ferocious expressions on his face.

, the ghostly green evil spirit covered Feng Yu's body.

"What's going on?"

Although the appearance of the two 'Feng Yu' is very similar, and even no difference can be found, Jimin is very sure that the Feng Yu surrounding her is the real Feng Yu. The feeling of being closely connected with each other cannot be deceived.

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"My little cutie, I'm really sorry for making you worry. From now on, you can just watch the show with peace of mind and consider it as my apology."

After Feng Yu finished chanting the incantation, a blue mist rose up around the standing 'Feng Yu', and a gate from the Nine Netherworld appeared in the sky above 'Feng Yu', just like the infinity of the Milky Way shining down on the world.

The dim light tilted towards 'Feng Yu''s body, but the Nine Heavens Galaxy was filled with bright starlight, and this river of dim light gathered the extremely terrifying power of the Nine Netherworlds.

Jimin's eyes widened, and he could clearly see that another 'Feng Yu' began to twist and deform, and a huge ghostly face appeared and rushed towards Jimin and Fengyu crazily. This ghostly face was almost the same as that of the Wraith King.

Carved from the mold.

Jimin involuntarily took a step back, Feng Yu hugged her tightly and gently stroked her bun.

"Don't be afraid, didn't I say it? What's left is just a good trick. Just have an appreciative heart. Now let me present today's finale to my most distinguished guest."

Before Feng Yu could finish her words, the ghost figure that was about to pounce in front of Zhi Min stopped. The token appeared out of thin air. The token was covered with many scene reliefs. It was born into the world, learning to walk, and babbling.

, being young and frivolous, getting married and starting a business, growing old, and resting in peace, it is a wonderful interpretation of a person's life.

Every time the ghost face strikes the token, thousands of reliefs rotate and reincarnate, and the endless power of fate seeps out from the door, completely strangling the energy released by the ghost face.

"Nine Nether Order, how come the Nine Nether Order is in your hand?"

The Wraith King panicked and gathered the wisdom of countless undead. He had a lot of understanding of the Nine Nether Order, a supreme magic weapon that coexists with heaven and earth. Just being able to mobilize the power of the Nine Netherworld was enough to scare him out of fear.

Already.

He is the king of resentful spirits. Resentment is his origin and the source of all his strength. The Land of Nine Netherworlds is the destination of the dead souls. Unlike the ghosts in Fengdu Ghost City, those dead souls do not have a trace of resentment to get the Land of Nine Netherworlds.

With the blessing of the Nine Netherworld, ghosts cannot enter the land of reincarnation, because the power of the Nine Netherworld can kill all souls with resentment, not even a little bit. In other words, the power of the Nine Netherworld is the nemesis of resentment.

"King of Wraiths, you didn't expect it. Do you know why I didn't use the Nine Nether Order at the beginning?"

"Did you want to plot against me from the beginning?"

If Feng Yu had directly sacrificed the Nine Nether Order, the Wraith King might have retreated directly, at least he would not have dealt with Feng Yu and Zhi Min so recklessly.

"To be precise, I designed this trap after you reported your identity. The moment the Xuanwu Tao uniform was released, I hid my true identity. The so-called 'I' you saw later was

It was transformed by the Nine Nether Order. Your power is too strong. Even if I activate the power of the Nine Nether Order, I will at most force you back and even injure you. So I came up with a strategy to catch a turtle in a jar and let you automatically and consciously do so.

If I throw myself into a trap, I can happily close the door and beat the dog."

"You are so scheming." The Wraith King said through gritted teeth as he was completely enveloped by the power of the Nine Netherworlds.

"Thanks for the compliment, I will teach you a lesson today. Strength does not mean all strength. Wisdom can also change the outcome of victory or defeat. Now that you and I have swapped positions, you must be very unconvinced, but I am kinder than you. You

Give me two choices, and I will give you two choices. Surrender to me, accept the control of the Nine Nether Order, and become a slave of the Nine Nether Order, or be tortured by the power of the Nine Nethers day and night, and die of exhaustion of resentment.

, I believe you won’t let me down, right?”

There was a smile on Feng Yu's face, but there was endless ridicule in the eyes of the Wraith Spirit King. He regretted it terribly in his heart, but the power of Jiuyou eroded him and he had to consider Feng Yu's suggestion. In such a short time

, his strength was weakened by one ten thousandth, and his demise was only a matter of time.

"It's okay to surrender to you. Just let me go first. There are treasures that I have collected for thousands of years hidden in my cave. I will dedicate them all to you." The Wraith King's tone softened a lot, and he seemed to have really surrendered.

heart of.

"Do you think I am a fool? Let you go. Once you break away from the shackles of the Nine Nether Order, it will be damned if I can cure you. My patience is limited. If you surrender to me, I will spare your life and you can still take care of me in the future.

I will give you endless benefits. Don’t you want to leave here and enter the human world? I can do it for you.”

"Human, what you said is high-sounding. What's the point of surrendering to you, leaving the Holy Mountain and entering the human world? Without freedom, I am just one of your subordinates, so you think I am a fool." The Wraith King recovered.

Eradicated the irritability of the past.

"Haha, I know you don't really surrender. I don't care what you think, but you must surrender to me today. Don't you understand the principle of success and defeat? Or do you think you don't even have the courage to admit defeat? I

I ask you again, do you surrender or not?"

Feng Yu made a stroke in the air, and a simple talisman was shot at the Nine Nether Order. The speed of the relief suddenly doubled, and the Wraith King could not help but roar in pain.

"I promise, I promise."

"If you know the truth, the Nine Netherworld and the Yellow Spring will appear like a mountain."

Wangchuan Huangquan and Fengdu Ghost City appeared one after another in the Nine Netherworld Order. From the mysterious place under the eighteen levels of hell, a halo flew out and was imprinted on the forehead of the Wraith King, forming a mark similar to the Nine Netherworld Order.

, this mark is connected to the soul of the Wraith Spirit King. Anyone who controls the Nine Nether Order also controls the life and death of the Wraith Spirit King.

"Master." The King of Resentful Spirits bowed deeply to Feng Yu in the Nine Nether Order, with a humble expression on his face, like a slave.

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