Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 498
There are many kinds of Maoshan spiritualism, and different spiritualisms will have different effects.

But in general, spiritualism can be divided into two categories, one is "lighting the lamp to lead the way, the soul returns to the hometown" to recruit ordinary dead souls, and the other is "heaven and earth Xuanmen, all spirits manifest themselves" to recruit dead souls.

The former is generally used for ordinary people, some are lost souls, some are missed by family members after death, and so on.

The common point of this kind is that the souls they summon don't have any resentment, and of course they don't have too much power, and they belong to the basically harmless category.

The second type is different, all goblins, ghosts, and Yan Luo's servants are among them.

For example, Uncle Jiu, as Yan Luo's spokesperson in the world, can recruit Yan Luo's ghost messengers to the ground at any time to discuss official affairs.

There are also those who want to harm people and attract ghosts to do evil.

But most of the ghosts who summoned the ghosts would end up killing themselves first.

In the zombie world, Ye Chen has seen no matter what kind of spiritualism. Although he doesn't understand the difference, at least he knows what it is like.

But the soul-calling power imposed on him now is completely different from anything he has ever seen.

This kind of power is not so much calling for souls, he thinks it would be more accurate to say "grabbing souls".

Because that power does not rely on the guidance of the three souls and seven souls to bring the souls to the soul caller, but forcibly uses a force similar to detention to control the souls to come directly to the front.

The soul itself does not have any ability to resist, it can only accept it passively.

The existence of the prehistoric world is indeed terrifying!
Thinking in his heart, Ye Chen has already arrived at the place where the soul arrester is, and has already seen a large number of wandering souls gathering together from a distance.

It turned out that the guy didn't just catch him, it seemed that he caught all the wandering souls within a certain range.

The person who cast the spell was a human figure wrapped in a black robe, which was also wrapped in a black robe to hide people, exactly the same as those guys from the Witch Clan.

Could it be a special hobby of people in the prehistoric world?

Ye Chen didn't know, anyway, he was forcibly controlled and became a member of the army of wandering souls here.

Next to it is the soul of a wild boar-like animal, and the other is a soul of a mutilated soul whose body has been cut off in half.

Standing between these two things, Ye Chen inexplicably felt a little out of place.

Anyway, we can be regarded as a complete dead soul, so can't we classify me into a more advanced group?
Ye Chen complained in his heart, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a blood-red flag floating in front of all the dead souls.

This is the only colored thing he has seen since he left his body, and everything else is black and white, which is enough to explain the extraordinary nature of the flag.

And there is indeed a strange power exuding from the flag, which attracts all the souls of the dead to approach it.

This is it!

That man in black was relying on driving this magic weapon to control so many dead souls.

"Dementor flag?"

Ye Chen thought of a tricky and evil magic weapon called the Dementor Banner.

There is also such a magic weapon in the zombie world, those monsters like to refine the soul-absorbing flag to control the little ghosts to help them do bad things.

And the Dementing Soul Banner has a characteristic, that is, the more creatures used for sacrifice, the greater the power of the Dementing Soul Banner.

Looking at the appearance of this Dementor Flag, to refine such a thing, at least tens of thousands of people have to be killed!
While thinking about it, suddenly, a gust of black wind suddenly appeared above the soul-stirring flag.

When the black wind blows, the wandering souls in the vicinity are directly swallowed by the soul-destroying flag.

The flag was like a bottomless pit, and one dead soul after another was thrown into it. It didn't respond at all, but the blood on it seemed to become more vivid.

The dead souls in front were quickly swallowed up, and the suction of the black wind began to fall on Ye Chen's body.

At the first moment, he was also forcibly pulled into the flag by that powerful force.

Although Ye Chen desperately wanted to resist and break free from the strength of the banner.

But in the soul state, he doesn't have any power, so he can only struggle wildly without any effect.

Seeing him citing the Dementing Soul Flag getting closer and closer, suddenly, a raging flame burned on his body.

In a trance, Ye Chen seemed to hear the roar of tigers and dragons coming from beside his ears.

Following that, a raging flame suddenly erupted from his soul, instantly blocking the black wind's suction.

Feeling that the strange power in his body disappeared, Ye Chen turned around without saying a word and was ready to run away.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Nine-turn Dementor Banner, judging by its quality, it should have taken no less than ten thousand people to sacrifice it, but you have spent a lot of effort for this nine-rate magic weapon."

The voice is so familiar, it's not Shen Gongbao who it is.

Why is he here?
Ye Chen subconsciously stopped his sneaking steps, turned around and found a place to hide, and observed secretly.

"Hmph, the magic weapon of Jiuliu is not something that you, an evildoer of Biyou Palace, can block. Look at me, Nine Netherworld Transformations!"

Then he saw a jet of black light shoot out from the Jiuzhuan Dementor Banner, heading straight for Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

With a wave of his hand, the wind and thunder whip in his hand suddenly burst into a pale lightning, and the light swept across, crashing into the black light.

At that moment, there seemed to be countless mournful wailing sounds from the black light. It was the last scream of the dead souls who were brewing and accumulating, being destroyed by the power of thunder and lightning on the wind and thunder god's whip.

There were gusts of dark wind, and the surging seemed to turn the surroundings into a ghost hell.

The figures of dead souls and ghosts flew out of the Nine Turns Immortal Banner one by one, turned into Nine Nether ghosts, and rushed towards Shen Gongbao frantically.

Even though Shen Gongbao held the whip of wind and thunder in his hand, he had the natural power to restrain ghosts and resentful ghosts, but he couldn't kill so many ghosts in a short time.

In just a blink of an eye, he was completely surrounded by ghosts.

Under the fangs and sharp claws, Shen Gongbao's flesh and blood, it only takes a moment to gnaw him away, leaving only a pile of bones.

Ye Chen's back subconsciously felt chills. With so many ghosts, even if he came with a boneless body, he might have to avoid the edge for a while.

"Unexpectedly, I never expected that the person who will fight in the Conferred God War in the future will die here first."

Ye Chen let out some sighs, feeling somewhat happy in his heart.

Shen Gongbao is still chasing him to get back the Dragon Ball.

If he wins, his physical body in that cave is found again, and given his current situation, he doesn't even have the chance to fight back.

(End of this chapter)