Chapter 910: Spirit Possession

Chapter 910: Spirit Possession

The young man's name is Yang Wu.

His body is thin and thin.

There is a big horn on the green head.

There is an upright eye under the horn, followed by a pair of horizontal eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the tiny fangs were clearly exposed.

In comparison, the red-haired Taoist in black robes and gold silk looked more human.

However, two people are weighing half a pound against each other, so no one wants to laugh at the other.

"Sir, let's go!"

Yang Wu couldn't wait to urge.

"You are so eager, aren't you afraid that my life will be taken away if you fulfill your wish?"

"Not afraid."

"After all, this is what I promised you, sir."

"interesting."

The red-haired Taoist standing next to the dragon's head laughed and looked at the young man in front of him with admiration.

However, he still had no intention of moving. Instead, he turned the carving knife in his hand and measured it on the young man's forehead, as if he was looking for the location of the knife.

Yang Wu could feel the sharp edge from the blade, which made him want to close his eyes quickly, but he still did not close them, but looked straight at the red-haired Taoist.

The red-haired Taoist said: "You are injured."

"At least he won't die yet."

Yang Wu was very anxious.

Lord Fu has arrested many people, but none of them have ever come back.

"I haven't used such magical powers for many years."

The carving knife in Tushanjun's hand seems to have become spiritual.

In an instant, a piece of demonic dragon skin was completely peeled off by him.

When the red-haired Taoist was peeling off the skin, he also put the blood of the demonic dragon into a blood-red gourd. The gourd seemed to be full, and even if the dragon's blood was emptied, no trace of it escaped.

"drink."

The gourd was handed over, and Yang Wu caught it with both hands.

He looked down at the gourd, and the bright red amber came into view.

He took the gourd and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.

One bite.

I just felt it was so intense.

The originally cold body immediately felt warm, and even fatigue was swept away.

The gourd was hung on his waist by the red-haired Taoist.

He warned: "Take a sip every half an hour."

At the same time, the demon dragon skin stuck to his body like skin.

It is the ‘Nightmare Pattern Enchantment’.

The young man Martingale roared loudly, and his body began to transform into a dragon uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, the emaciated figure disappeared, replaced by a one-horned demon dragon that was more than ten feet tall.

Tyrannical power exploded in his body.

Yang Wu looked at his body in surprise.

His body is now very light and yet indescribably heavy.

It was as if he could fly into the sky with a single leap, but it was because even the rocks under his feet could no longer bear the weight of his body and he collapsed so quickly.

A dragon roared and hissed, and it immediately soared into the clouds and mist.

After gaining strength, Yang Wu is about to turn back. He can't wait to go back and take back his relatives from the hands of Fu Jun. However, he knows that he can't do so now because everything he has now is The red-haired Taoist in front of me gave it.

Since it can be given to him easily, it can also be taken away easily.

He knows that big shots don't like their subordinates to make their own decisions.

"You have gained power, why don't you leave?"

"My life is no longer my own."

"I can't help myself where I want to go." The demon dragon flew down from the cloud and turned into a young man.

The young man half-knelt on the ground, raised his head, and said nothing, but his hopeful eyes seemed to have said everything. He was waiting for an order, a simple order.

The red-haired Taoist nodded slightly and said, "Let's go."

One big and one small.

Two evil spirits stepped onto the road.

…

small town.

It's sunny.

The owner of the town suddenly woke up.

I don't know when, two figures appeared in front of him, one big and one small, the big one leading the small one, like a big ghost holding a little ghost, just standing in the courtyard he set up.

The owner of the town pushed away the banshee in his arms, focused his gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"

The big ghost grinned.

"At noon, a sacred car took away his sister. Do you know where she went?"

"What a ghost car!"

The owner of the town has stood up. He curled up on the seat and looked very thin. When he stood up, he was almost 10 feet tall.

His body was like a hemp stalk with a big belly, and his tongue was hanging out for a long time. His round eyes were narrowed and he was using his magic power.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"The town has already posted a notice saying that it is going to be presented to the Lord."

The boy was like a mad beast.

A roar.

The owner of the town knelt on the ground. He stared blankly at his knees and his uncontrollable body.

He was a great monk who took the first step, but he couldn't even bear the young man's roar. How could such a person have his sister taken away from him?

‘Jinxianfu Lord? ’

‘Girl? ’

The owner of the town was shocked. He had indeed issued such a notice, but that was three years ago.

In order to expand his territory and fiefdom, the prince of Fu was seriously injured in a fight with demons. At this time, his subordinates were asked to sacrifice boys and girls in order for the prince to recover as soon as possible.

The big ghost said: "It seems that you have already remembered."

"This is wrong!"

The owner of the town lowered his head.

Sweating like rain.

His eyes were full of fear.

He didn't know what happened, why the person from three years ago came to the door again, and kept saying that he had taken away the boy's sister.

If the young man had such strength, he would probably have become the dead soul of the young man, not to mention taking away his relatives.

"No, it's 12 out of 10 wrong..."

The owner of the town recalled everything that happened in horror, and he couldn't find anything wrong.

But this thing was weird from beginning to end.

"Since you don't want to tell me, let me see it myself."

An ethereal and hoarse voice rang in my ears.

The owner of the town only saw a big pale hand reaching out, and then he lost all five senses and six senses, and even his originally tall body was turning into dust.

The banshee on the side was already stunned.

The big ghost frowned.

The little ghost who was following him asked hopefully, "Does Sir know the whereabouts of my sister?"

The big ghost nodded slightly.

He already knows.

Completely know.

However, this truth may not be told easily. Tushanjun felt that he was a hard-hearted person, but when the words came to his lips, he still swallowed them. He knew that even if he told them, the kid would not believe it, and would even think that I was lying to him.

Moreover, it would be too cruel to say it in this situation.

How can this pain be easily resolved?

So he said, "Let's go."

The kid followed without saying a word.

…

This place is far away from the city and is obviously a paradise.

I saw a bright fire in the distance.

The guests who arrived smiled and bowed their hands and said: "Is this the Thousand Miles of Smoke Pond? It is really filled with purple air and unparalleled in the world. I just don't know how vast this mist land is. I heard that it was obtained from Shangfeng. A fief is a title given to..."

The welcoming monk who walked with the guests smiled and said: "Yes, this is part of the fiefdom. It is said to be thousands of miles away, but in fact it is at least thousands of miles away. Not to mention, after the annexation of East and West, Lord Yeyouzi There are hundreds of thousands of miles of land under his rule."

"There must be many old friends here."

"We have made full preparations to celebrate Lord Yeyouzi's knighthood."

"please."

The guests nodded slightly and lowered the curtains on the running carriage.

The carriages and horses were flying through the air, let alone a thousand miles, even if it was thousands of miles, it was just a moment. He could still tolerate a little time, and besides, this was a knighted monk.

A few moments.

Spirit boats cross the horizon, and Pegasus steps on clouds to escape.

Streaming light shuttles.

This is indeed a very grand scene, and perhaps some people will never see it in their lifetime.

As the guests gradually arrived, a large gray flag slowly rose into the sky.

Yeyoufujun.

As this flag is raised, it seems that there is only one name for heaven and earth.

"Are you so domineering after becoming a knight?"

A monk walking by under the banner couldn't help frowning and looking at his companions.

"It's not overbearing."

His companion made no answer.

The man hidden in the darkness walked out and said lightly: "The flag is the name of a place. Now this name seems to mean that this side of the sky has an owner. It also shows that here, gods and ghosts are forbidden, and those who do not have an invitation can enter." If you don’t come, you won’t be able to reach the entrance of the hall.”

As he spoke, the monk in the darkness had already looked past the two of them and set his sights in the distance.

In the darkness in the distance, one large and one small came.

Yue Yingkong stared at the two figures with a stern expression, and said coldly: "Since you don't have an invitation, if you want to continue to force your way in, I can only ask you to die!"

The big and small ghosts turned a deaf ear.

Just walked over.

However, Yue Yingkong's eyes widened in fear.

He clearly wanted to take action, but his body was too scared to take action.

Even his magic weapon was telling him that if he dared to take action, the people who died would definitely not be the big one and the small one just now. If not the big one and the small one, who else could it be?

In the hall.

The lights are dim.

The originally spacious hall turned out to be very deep and narrow, not because it was built too pettyly, but because the hall was too vast.

At a glance, there were over a thousand seats full of demons and monsters. At the end of the thousand tables, there was a Dharma King wearing an indigo robe sitting high.

With the appearance of large and small figures, the monks did not make a fuss.

During the night tour, there were not only a thousand but also eight hundred monks invited. No matter how weird they were, there were all of them. The big one and the small one looked ordinary, but the small one seemed to have a scary aura of spirituality.

"Give my sister back!"

The roar was like the roar of a wild animal.

After a roar, the whole hall fell into silence.

Some monks with lower cultivation levels immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then he looked at the door in surprise and fear.

"How brave!"

the monk shouted angrily.

The Dharma King sitting high up waved his hand and said, "There may be a misunderstanding."

Martingale Wu shouted: "At noon, my sister was taken away in a dark cart with 18 horses. Bring my sister back!"

The Dharma King turned his eyes sideways and looked at the monk sitting next to him.

The monk suddenly said: "It's you!"

"Your kid died under my knife three years ago. I didn't expect that a third divine eye suddenly appeared on your forehead."

"I used the magical power of the three eyes to let you escape. I didn't expect you to dare to come back today!"

"three years ago?"

"Death by knife?"

Yang Wu was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you know you're dead?!"

"That's right."

"My knife is very fast. It is normal for you not to feel that you are dead."

Surprise flashed in the monk's eyes, and he continued: "If you don't believe me, touch your neck to see if there is still a knife mark."