Chapter 552 Demon Skin Control God
In the center of the hall, a super bed of more than ten square meters occupies the center of the hall.
On the bed at this moment, a beautiful figure who is hard to tell whether male or female is lying lazily.
Well, it is impossible to tell male or female.
Because before, the real person Wuyou Shenjun was just a double-plug that was not good for meat or vegetables, but after he became a Taoist with the Yin-Yang Dao, it is really impossible to tell male or female.
Because he can really be male or female, this is not the kind of descriptive word in the previous life, but an adjective in the physical sense.
It is not a hermaphrodite kind of perversion.
But when he wants to be a man, he is a man, and when he is tired, he can turn into a woman and lie down to enjoy it.
Because of this, his relationship in the sect is extremely extensive.
After all, as a demon cultivator, it is not so particular about the grass in the nest. It is also possible for everyone to learn and exchange experiences and insights when they have nothing to do.
"Xiao Qiqi, what's going on so mysteriously? I'm curious too!"
As Wang Zijia passed through the pink curtains, he came to the huge bed. Lord Wuyou was lying there lazily, with a veil covering his body. His graceful figure was looming, just like he was not covered, but more attractive than not covered.
Obviously, this guy is probably a little tired recently and wants to enjoy himself!
"Gulp!"
Wang Zijia swallowed his saliva nervously, staring at the person above with extremely hot eyes.
"Hehe!"
Lord Wuyou laughed and his body trembled.
"Come up, I haven't taught you how to practice for a long time. Let's see if you have improved your skills recently."
As Lord Wuyou said, Wang Zijia climbed up impatiently and rushed towards Lord Wuyou like a tiger pouncing on its food.
"Haha, look at your impatience... What is this? Ah... Damn, what the hell is this..."
Wang Zijia, who pounced on him, suddenly shrank and turned into a strange human skin, which wrapped around Wuyou Shenjun like lightning.
Wang Zijia's disguise was too thorough and too real, and Wuyou Shenjun did not find any abnormality.
Everything happened too fast and too suddenly.
And if Wang Zijia had just jumped up and killed him with a sword, he would have been sure to escape directly.
But the reason why the skin demon body made him so panic was that after the human skin was on him, he completely lost control of his body! ! !
In this case, no matter how many back-up plans there were, they were in vain.
The next moment, the human skin completely closed and disappeared on Wuyou Shenjun's body.
Wuyou Shenjun returned to his original state, but he lay stiffly in the same place. Except for the mouth that was deliberately let go, his eyes could not move at all.
It was as if he had become someone else's body, and he became a spectator.
Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief. Although he now has the frontal combat power of the peak of the Yuanshen.
But it is not easy to deal with a demon god without making a big noise and leaving no trace.
Of course, once he is covered by the weapon demon skin, it is another story.
With the blessing of the Tao fruit, the earth immortals are estimated to kneel, provided that the other party lets him put it on honestly.
After Wang Zijia confirmed that there were no other unexpected situations, he revealed his figure from the bedside.
"Who are you!"
Wuyou God had a stiff face and a figure like a wooden sculpture. He looked at Wang Zijia, who appeared with Ji Qi's appearance, motionlessly, and said with a gloomy face.
"Practice the shape painting? Furry beast slave? Or the demon bone method?"
"There are only a few people who can make me powerless. I believe that I have never offended the senior, nor have I practiced the relevant Taoist methods. It seems that there is no great use for the senior."
"If the senior lacks a furnace, I can give you some ideas and guarantee that you will be satisfied..."
Wang Zijia's mind was slightly moved, and the God of No Worry, who was about to say something, could not even continue.
Then, Wang Zijia gathered the spiritual light at his fingertips in his panic.
A bright spiritual light flew out, and the God of No Worry looked at himself in horror and opened his mouth, and swallowed the spiritual light impatiently.
The next moment, a sense of erosion that made his soul tremble spread from the depths of his soul. The power could be very obscure, but at this moment, the erosion was unusually blatant, telling him blatantly that his life no longer belonged to him!
With his entire body controlled by the skin demon, he could only watch himself being completely eroded.
He knew he was finished!
As a demon cultivator, he knew too well the consequences of being controlled by such means.
Death might be a luxury!
He was no longer himself, and he was clearly aware of this, that was the most terrifying thing!
Not to mention, he now had a piece of human skin on his body, which was so strange that even he, a god, could not understand it!
He really couldn't figure out what kind of means could make a god like him lose control of himself like a spectator.
It was not just as simple as control. The moment the skin demon took over, he clearly felt that he was not possessed, but it was as if he was possessed.
Everything about him was controlled by the other party. As long as the other party was willing, he could live like this with his body.
It would be difficult to achieve the great cultivation of the painted skin to such a strange level!
Whether it was the fur-covered beast school or the painted skin bone refining alien school, how could they be used on such an insignificant person like him after practicing to this level.
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While Ancestor Wuyou was thinking quickly, the erosion was already complete.
The next moment, he felt a lightness all over his body, and a piece of human skin was peeled off from his body. He regained control of his body, but he did not dare to move at all.
This is actually a method that can be used multiple times! ! !
The human skin floated up and turned into another Ji Qi who was exactly the same, except that this time Ji Qi was opened from the midline of the face, and the inside of the body was empty, just a perfect skin.
It floated up and stood next to Wang Zijia with a sly smile.
Wuyou Shenjun, who had experienced its terror, instantly felt shuddering.
"You can try to trigger your life-saving means. If you can escape, I will go back to the sect and cultivate for eight thousand years before coming out."
Wang Zijia looked at the person on the bed and said calmly.
The hollow human skin also spoke with him. As the voices overlapped, the sound waves continued to reverberate inside the hollow human skin, making Wang Zijia's whole body become deeply evil.
"Wuyou has seen the master!" The god Wuyou, who dared not move, immediately stood up after hearing this and said delicately.
His reaction and words made Wang Zijia somewhat unexpected.
"Do you think I am still obsessed with skin?" As he spoke, Wang Zijia stretched out his hand and wore the skin of the person next to him as clothes.
Wuyouzi's face was stiff, and he stretched out his hand and put on a gorgeous flowing fairy skirt robe, covering up his perfect body.
Wang Zijia looked around. The entire hall was very large and decorated a lot, but there was not a single seat.
With a wave of his hand, the five ghosts transformed into the unique bone skull throne and emerged.
"Five Ghost Dharma Masters? The direct descendants of the Guanli? Are your seniors from our Guanli?" Wuyouzi, who had just gotten off the bed, said in surprise.
"You don't seem to understand the current situation?" Faced with Wuyouzi's inquiry, Wang Zijia sat on the throne and looked at him indifferently.
The moment Wuyouzi was stared at by Wang Zijia's indifferent words and eyes, Wuyouzi's whole body trembled, and he knelt down directly in front of Wang Zijia, and said in fear: "This slave is guilty, please punish me!"
Between her words, her beautiful face was full of pity and pity, a strange way of saying it.
"Ha!" Wang Zijia said without any change in his eyes: "Before you transformed into a yin-yang, were you a boy or a girl?"
"Male, male?" Wuyouzi said uncertainly.
'Bar? Can this kind of knowledge be blurred? ’
Wang Zijia: "······"
The boss of Yin Yang Dao is really untouchable!
However, if this Yin-Yang Tao were placed in some overseas countries in the past life, it would be simply a holy-level Taoism!
The thoughts dispersed for a moment, and Wang Zijia immediately collected them and no longer paid attention to these messy things.
"How many Yuan Shen major cultivators are there in the Burial Soul Sect? Are there any cultivators who can transcend the tribulation?" Wang Zijia paused and added:
"You'd better think clearly about your current situation before answering. You have to understand the meaning of me asking you instead of directly searching for your soul."
Even without Wang Zijia's warning, Wuyouzi regarded himself as a servant, which shows that he is truly self-aware and capable of bending and stretching.
Being able to make a fortune from the Yin and Yang Tao, but not being squeezed dry in the end, but becoming a Taoist, can already explain a lot of things.
My face and other things were lost to some Javanese country long ago when I was a child!
In the Demon Sect, except for those who got lucky and quickly became enlightened by directly receiving the inheritance from the big boss, most of them were able to achieve enlightenment on their own, not like the furnace method, and none of them were easy.
Therefore, there is no need for Wang Zijia to remind him, he already knows what to do.
Isn't it commonplace to backstab a sect or something?
Didn’t I see that the sect’s big bosses also feed many of their disciples as food?
"Returning to the seniors, there are seven Yuanshen monks in total, three openly and four secretly. However, these four are also the ancestors of other sects, so they can only be counted in name and may not necessarily stay in the sect all year round. "
"As for the monks in the Tribulation Stage, we don't have any in our sect. There are only two in the Guanli... There are only two in the Bone and Soul Temple, namely, Qi Wangxian, the master of this generation, and Qi Chounu, the master of the previous generation."
"There are two combat powers at the Tribulation Level, one is the Sect-Suppressing Immortal Treasure, and the other is the Sect-Protecting Formation. One of them is a broken seventh-grade Immortal Formation, and the other is a dilapidated Seventh-grade Ancient Immortal Treasure. Both are made of The master is in control.”
‘Sure enough, in addition to the sect-protecting formation, are there any other powers that transcend the tribulation period? That's right, after all, he is the master who controls the entire Bone Soul Guannan Realm, so it can't be justified if he doesn't have some trump cards. ’
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and Wuyouzi paused, glanced at the bones of the dharma chariot under Wang Zijia and the four ghost fairy boys carrying the sedan, and took the initiative to add:
"The sect master also practiced the Five Ghosts' Immortal Canon in Guanli, which is just a method of burying spirits of five ghosts to achieve enlightenment. It is not as orthodox as my predecessors!"