There is a reason why Qin Fengming spent so much time this time using the secret technique taught by Bing'er to deal with the ghost cultivators in front of him.
Before Bing'er showed up, he had already received a message from Bing'er. It was said that this old ghost cultivator was the result of an extremely rare ten-thousand-year-old corpse demon.
Although corpse demons and refined corpses are both spirits channeled from corpses, their formation processes are vastly different.
Corpse refining is when other monks or ghost cultivators use secret techniques to sacrifice the corpses of monks or monsters that have been immortal for thousands or even ten thousand years, and forcefully inject a soul into their bodies, so that they can be manipulated by the person who sacrifices them.
Command to attack the enemy.
The corpse demon, however, is a corpse that absorbs yin energy on its own under a specific environment, and slowly condenses a soul, which eventually produces spiritual wisdom and can cultivate on its own.
It can be said that the level of the corpse evil is higher. Generally, it is difficult to generate a ten thousand-year corpse evil. Once it is generated, its methods, strength, and cultivation talents are extremely unparalleled. Because of its special physique, its lifespan is also longer than
Monks of the same level last longer.
As long as the corpse evil enters the realm of infant transformation, it will become no different from human beings. Therefore, there are many demonic sects, but there are many corpse evil infant monks in them.
According to Bing'er's suggestion, Qin Fengming had the intention to use this corpse ghost cultivator for his own use.
When he first heard Bing'er's words, Qin Fengming's heart was filled with excitement. Although there were many spiritual beasts at this time, none of them could help him in his fight.
Because in the fight Qin Fengming faced at this time, if the opponent's cultivation level was too low, he would be able to capture or kill the opponent very simply without using the spirit beast. But the opponent's strength was too strong, and it would be his sacrifice.
The sacrifice of those spiritual beasts would be in vain, but it would not help at all.
After the puppet was scrapped in the middle stage of the Pill Formation, and the tall corpse was seriously injured, making it difficult for him to fight against the enemy, Qin Fengming felt that he was already extremely stretched during the battle.
If he could really use the ten thousand-year-old corpse in front of him for his own use, Qin Fengming would be happy in his heart.
With the display of the giant hand, the face of the old ghost cultivator became extremely ugly. At this time, he did not believe that the young man opposite could not perform the secret technique, even the legendary secret technique of drawing ghosts.
What was placed in front of him at this time was undoubtedly the effect of the secret technique of drawing silk from ghosts.
"Hoo!" As a sinister wind blew towards his face, the transformed big hand struck the body of the old ghost cultivator.
As soon as the giant hand came into contact with the old man's body, it immediately covered his body and stopped moving at all.
At the moment when the giant hand approached, the old ghost cultivator's body suddenly shook, and an extremely cold aura wrapped around a large number of mantras suddenly invaded his body.
"Ah!~~~"
A heartbreaking cry suddenly arose, but the old man's body began to tremble violently. His already pale face was now as white as white paper. It was hard to see any trace of blood.
The body of the old ghost cultivator was constantly twisting and trembling, as if some kind of energy was raging throughout his body.
Suddenly, on the exposed skin of his arms, neck, etc., black threads were suddenly revealed. These threads were extremely small. If it was a single thread, it would be absolutely difficult for Qin Fengming to find it without scanning with his spiritual sense.
But at this time, hundreds of such black threads were displayed on the body of the old ghost cultivator.
If you don't look carefully, you will definitely think that this old man has a slightly dark complexion.
As those black threads appeared, Qin Fengming pointed suddenly. The giant hand that was still covering the old man's body suddenly retracted back. With a flash of black light, it disappeared again.
It fell into the ball in Qin Fengming's hand and disappeared.
From the moment Qin Fengming sacrificed his giant palm and took it back, the old ghost cultivator opposite him never stopped wailing. This kind of wailing could not be suppressed by the old man's mental toughness.
"Hehehe, how is it, how does it taste? Is the ghost-pulling technique performed by Qin the legendary secret technique?" Looking at the old ghost cultivator in front of him with a look of fear in his eyes and a trembling body,
Qin Fengming laughed and said calmly.
"you you……"
At this time, the old ghost cultivator felt the unbearable severe pain in his body that had not disappeared. This pain penetrated deep into his soul. It was as if his body essence had been forced away by something.
A little out of the ordinary.
If it weren't for the other party's spiritual support, he would have collapsed on the stone ground.
Qin Fengming was also extremely curious about how he could so easily use the secret technique that only ghost monks could practice. Just now, he was also very hesitant. He didn't know if he could use this secret technique of the ghost path this time.
Will it pose a risk of backlash to itself?
But under Bing'er's message next to him, he boldly tried it.
Unexpectedly, he performed this secret technique very easily.
"Qin Mou, I think this experience must be extremely uncomfortable. Do you still want Qin Mou to continue using it, or do you have any words to express yourself?"
Looking at the young man in front of him, the old ghost cultivator forced himself to stabilize his mind, and then gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence with difficulty: "Okay... okay..., since... you have fallen into... such a situation, you can ask."
Qin Fengming couldn't help but be startled by the old man spitting out his words so easily.
"Hehe, brother, don't have any doubts. This secret technique is a method used by those powerful in the ghost world to punish their subordinates. Not to mention a mere ghost commander-level monk, even those ghost kings exist.
It’s absolutely impossible to endure it.”
Hearing what Bing'er said, Qin Fengming suddenly realized that Bing'er was Tai Sui's young soul, and what he said was very possible. Seeing the old man acting like this at this time, it was absolutely correct.
"Haha, since Taoist friend wants to cooperate with Qin, then he will not use magic on fellow Taoist. However, I hope that fellow Taoist will tell the truth. Don't take any chances. As long as Qin knows that it is not true at all.
, then Taoist fellow Taoist, you can’t stand what happened just for a short moment.”
Looking at the old man, Qin Fengming's face straightened, and his eyes flashed as he said this.
"Then, fellow Taoist, tell me why you actually left the hinterland of the Yinming Mountains and came to the edge, robbing and killing six of us."
After the old man nodded with difficulty, Qin Fengming opened his mouth and said. He was very puzzled to encounter so many ghosts at the level of ghost commanders at the edge of the Yinming Mountains.
"This... we appear here this time... just to capture you and other human monks alive and hand them over to the Holy Lord to restore their cultivation."
The old man's eyes flashed with helplessness, but the panic suddenly reappeared, and finally he spoke truthfully and honestly.
"Holy Lord? Restore mana? What is the secret behind this? I would like to ask fellow Taoist to explain it in detail."