The mouthful of 'spiritual blood' that Weng Li spat out was collected by him with a special magical weapon. Then he lit a candle made of someone who didn't know what it was, put it into the magical weapon, and then put the magical weapon into it. In the field.
As the magic weapon emitted strange dark red smoke in the field, all the ghost heads in the field gathered around, some greedily surrounding the red smoke. In less than a few seconds, those ghost heads were like I felt as excited as chicken blood.
But this was not the end. Weng Li glanced at me and suddenly spoke to me who was transformed into a tiger: "It's really arrogant for a junior to show off his skills. It's not unreasonable to pay attention to seniority in the circle. Please open your eyes." Take a good look with your dog eyes."
Junior showing off his skills? Are you talking about me? I feel inexplicable, you are trying to kill me, and I show off the unique skills that our Lao Li uses to beat the bottom of the box. Why is it called a show off
But if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to understand that this is the extreme of the 'I' way that evil cultivators have always believed in. Everything is me, everything is me. How can I allow others to steal the show and repeatedly suppress me in my world? Over yourself? What's more, he is still a junior.
Naturally, I won't argue with Weng Li about this sentence, and I don't bother to argue at all. It's just that I know that his next great skill must be extraordinary!
Brother Chengxin, okay? He actually asked me to step back!
It's not that I don't believe Brother Chengxin, it's just because I've never seen anyone from Yizimai take action. They rarely fight or fight. I'm just worried that Brother Chengxin can't judge the accurate situation of the battle and the strength of the opponent, which will lead to deviations. That's dangerous.
Thinking of this, I looked at Brother Chengxin worriedly. Beside him, Xiao Xi and Xiao Mao had withdrawn their secret skills and were resting, feeling listless. Meanwhile, Old Ghost Wu's body was filled with black energy, and his hesitant expression was even more obvious. It makes me wonder, Old Wu is definitely hiding something like this, and what is he hesitating about
But these are not the focus of concern, the focus is Brother Chengxin!
At this time, the pills in front of Brother Chengxin were trembling even more violently. There were layers of cracks on the pills, as if something was about to break through the pills. This simply overturned my thinking.
But Brother Chengxin knelt behind the pills with a pale face, and murmured calmly: "This is not enough."
What's not enough? Before I had time to think, I saw Brother Chengxin taking out a special golden needle and stabbing himself again. Do you still need blood? !
Can essence and blood be used indiscriminately like this? I was anxious and worried. I had experienced this in the Black Rock Miao Village. I knew the consequences of excessive blood loss, but I didn’t want Brother Chengxin to suddenly say to me: "Chengyi, what are you going to do?" , just do it quickly now, as a pulse doctor like me, shouldn’t I be able to adjust it afterward?”
Brother Chengxin's warning woke me up. Now is indeed not the time to care about temporary gains and losses. I quickly retreated in the direction of my body. Before that, I glanced at Weng Li, and my eyes suddenly widened!
At this moment, Weng Li had blown his whistle again, and his whole body was trembling. It must be that even with the supplement of soul power, it would be quite difficult for him to control these ghost heads by himself, just because he was gathering a great skill. , rather than simple wisdom.
Weng Li used complicated hand techniques to complete this great technique. As he moved, the ghost heads began to slowly merge together. This was the great art that Weng Li wanted to complete. According to the legend, the ghost heads began to merge together. The evil cultivator's great skill - gather the power of all the ghost heads and recombine them.
According to rumors, this great technique has always been a theoretical one. It only requires an astonishing amount of soul power to complete it. There are also many difficulties in performing the technique. Generally, people with advanced evil cultivators can fuse three ghost heads. It is already very powerful, unless the ghost heads devour each other, and then only one powerful ghost head is left.
But that kind of technique can't be called a technique at all. In the process of devouring, more is wasted than digested. What Weng Li is performing now is the real technique!
A great technique accomplished with the joint efforts of people from both sides! They actually wanted to use this to deal with us quickly, and Weng Li also made a good calculation. This not only solved us, but also did not consume much of their strength. Instead, the other party had to use more soul power to support them.
I don't think so much anymore. Even if I am worried about Brother Chengxin, I should give him absolute trust. At this moment, I have more important things to do - the art of Zhongmao!
I can't completely untie the soul-joining state with Silly Hu, because soul-joining is not unlimited. Within a month, it is best to only do it once and not more than three times, and the interval between each time is at least two days.
This kind of rule does not mean that the art of combining souls is because the strength cannot support it, but because it is afraid of triggering a terrible consequence, that is, the assimilation of souls. Once assimilated, the horror will no longer be imaginable. At that time, it will develop into I am not me, and Shahu is not a kind of soul chaos body of Shahu. This is inconsistent with the way of heaven. Once it takes shape, the ending it faces will be that the soul will be shattered.
Therefore, while we are still fighting, once the souls are combined, this state cannot be easily released.
I could only retain the soul power that could maintain the combined soul state, and the rest returned to my own body. At that time, my body with the remaining soul was struggling to move. Due to the incomplete soul, every day It is extremely difficult to take every step. This is the reason for my excellent spiritual sense. Otherwise, this idea would not be possible at all. The soul-joining and Zhongmao techniques are performed at the same time.
Today, the combined soul state is barely maintained, and the combat effectiveness has dropped by more than six levels. However, the return of most of the soul allows me to perform the Zhongmao Technique semi-normally, at a much slower speed than in the normal state.
At this time, it was rare for me to have a moment of peace. Not to mention myself who was casting the spell, but the other part of me could observe the surroundings through the stupid tiger. This experience was wonderful. It was at this time that I sensitively discovered that the person who was originally following I fought, and the three little guys who were devouring energy, Nen Fox, Cute Snake and Er Lazy Turtle, were no longer at the forefront of the battle, but ran to Ruxue deep in the valley.
They were squatting or lying quietly, not even looking at the fierce battle here.
Is something going to happen? I was confused and not sure, but my thoughts at this moment were interrupted by a shocking howl. The howl was so hoarse that it echoed throughout the valley as if it was showing off its power. I couldn't even ignore it.
I had a bad feeling in my heart. Sure enough, I looked up and found that the merger of the ghost heads had been completed. A being who looked more powerful than the ghost king was standing at the entrance of the valley, standing in front of the guy who looked up to the sky and howled. Less than a meter away was Brother Chengxin who was still kneeling.
In front of this huge spirit body, Brother Chengxin's figure seemed very small, but he was not insignificant, because his spine was straight and he did not flinch at all!
Weng Li finally completed his great technique. The ghost heads of the elites of the sect gathered together and created a being more powerful than the Ghost King. The difference is that compared with this guy, the real Ghost King is far less violent and evil, and that Negative emotions such as jealousy, pain, anxiety, sadness, tension, etc. are also gathered together. The spreading influence will probably make a weak-minded person go crazy!
Weng Li looked at us and laughed triumphantly. Could it be that he was smiling to people of Xiao Chengqian's lineage? He does have the capital to be proud of, just because he has indeed completed a great art and created the existence in front of him. This is indeed something worthy of his proud laughter.
However, Weng Li was not a complacent fool. The next moment he blew the whistle, and the guy who was howling crazily suddenly stopped his howling like a vent, and stared at him with a pair of cruel and cold eyes. Looking at Brother Chengxin, his eyes were like looking at an ant.
Brother Chengxin, why hasn't he made any move yet? I tightened my tiger claws and started to move forward slowly step by step. I was confident in my speed. If Brother Chengxin was really in danger, at that moment I would rush forward without hesitation and summon myself at the same time. The soul comes back to join the soul, even if the Zhongmao technique is forcibly terminated, the cost is staggering!
My eyes were just staring at that guy, and I kept moving towards it, but that guy didn't pay attention to my existence at this time. It raised one leg, and then quickly stepped towards it. Brother Chengxin.
And at that moment, I also ran away. Yes, Brother Chengxin's body will not feel pain. That existence is in the form of a spirit body, but I have no doubt that with this kick, even if Brother Chengxin's soul is not The broken ones crushed by the absolute power will also be forced out of the body and then be swallowed!
But Brother Chengxin seems to have been addicted to his three pills and is completely motionless. I am coming, I have to use my body to block it!
At that moment, I was about to recall my soul, but I didn't expect that big foot to be blocked. It was Xiaoxi whose whole body was burning with blue light and crashed into that big foot like a meteor!
The existence shook for a moment, but the next moment it continued to step down with a cruel expression, and then another blue meteor flew forward and slammed into the big foot - Xiao Mao!
I was angry and wanted to call out their names, but when I came to my mouth, what I heard was the roar of a tiger, Xiaoxi Xiaomao! My heart suddenly felt so painful!