I practice Ten Thousand Soul Banners, but you think I’m a big devil?

in the air.

Four figures were fighting fiercely.

A man in purple clothes is surrounded by cyan thunder. He controls the thunder like a god of thunder. He shoots out thunder spells one after another, with divine power like a prison.

What was fighting with it was a golden-armored corpse, with corpse aura soaring to the sky, and the gray corpse aura on its body was like substance.

However, even though the golden-armored corpse was invulnerable and extremely powerful, when faced with the thunder that restrained the evil spirits, the corpse energy was still dissipated by the blast, leaving the skin and flesh torn apart.

Not far away, a man and a woman were also fighting. The female cultivator in green used her flying sword to quickly attack the man in black opposite.

The man in black commanded a black coffin to resist the flying sword, took out a gray-smelling coffin nail and shot it at the female cultivator, but was cut off by the flying sword before he could get close.

The female cultivators killed each other with one sword, so that the man in black could only barely protect himself.

There was so much noise in the fighting here that Wu Tian naturally noticed it.

He flew over with Shui Yuerou in his arms, and the people fighting looked at him warily.

The man in black saw Wu Tian wearing the clothes of the Ghost King Sect and shouted at him:

"Senior brother, I belong to the Heavenly Corpse Sect. Please give me a helping hand. Let's kill them together."

"Senior sister!" The female cultivator in green shouted in surprise when she saw Shui Yuerou being held in the arms of a demon.

Wu Tian looked at the three corpses and took out the Human Emperor banner: "Junior brother, senior brother, give you a helping hand!"

All ghosts come out, and the ghost realm appears.

The three of them were shocked and stopped fighting in unison, looking at him warily.

"Junior brother, why are you in a daze?" Wu Tian looked at the man in black and said calmly.

As he spoke, all the ghosts under him swarmed towards the man in purple.

Seeing that Wu Tian did not attack him, the man in black couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face: "Senior Brother Shenwei, Junior Brother has learned a lot today."

He continued to attack the green-robed female cultivator without hesitation, but the intensity of the attack weakened a lot. He and the female cultivator looked at each other, and moved towards the edge of the ghost realm with understanding.

Wu Tian noticed his little move and sighed: "Why don't you believe senior brother?"

"In that case,

Junior brother, please join our Imperial Banner, and you will live forever! "

With a thought in his mind, the ghosts surrounding the two people rushed toward them.

He originally wanted to separate them, but now it seems that he can only kill them at the same time.

"Brother, why is this so..."

The man in black's expression changed, and before he could finish his words, he was sneak-attacked by the White Bone Demonic Needle, which instantly broke the energy shield on his body and pierced his head.

Killing people with the White Bone Demonic Needle is much easier than killing monsters, killing them with one blow.

Seeing that the man in black died instantly, the female cultivator in green turned pale with fright. She tried her best to resist the spirit ghosts besieging her, and shouted at Shui Yuerou:

"Sister Yuerou, save me!"

Shui Yuerou looked at her worriedly, bit her lip, and looked at Wu Tian with pleading eyes: "She is my junior sister, can you let her go?"

Wu Tian looked at her, held her in his arms, smiled and said softly: "Since you have spoken, for your sake, I can spare her life."

A warm current emerged in Shui Yuerou's heart. Looking at Wu Tian, ​​there was a touch of tenderness in her eyes, and she said softly: "Thank you!"

Wu Tian smiled, looked at the female cultivator in green and said calmly: "Your senior sister is begging for mercy for you. For her sake, I can not kill you, put down the flying sword, and capture you without mercy, otherwise...die."

Liu Qingqing looked at the surrounding ghosts that had stopped attacking, and then at Shui Yuerou who was held in his arms.

With a scream in the distance.

The man in purple who was cut into pieces by the ghosts was like the straw that broke the camel's back, and she could no longer resist.

Seeing that she gave up resistance, Wu Tian directly snatched her flying sword and storage ring.

He looked at Liu Qingqing.

Although her appearance is slightly inferior to Shui Yuerou's, her figure is plumper.

Ready to come out.

Perhaps she had taken the Beauty Pill when she was young.

Her appearance looks like she is only about sixteen years old, and her plump body adds a bit of temptation.

It can be said that her beauty was the main reason why Wu Tian let her go.

Wu Tian patted Shui Yuerou's butt: "Teach your junior sister what will happen if she falls into my hands. Either die or be obedient. Let her choose one."

Shui Yuerou looked at him angrily: "Didn't you promise me to let her go?"

Wu Tian looked at her: "I didn't kill her for your sake, but I didn't promise to let her go."

"Besides, you can feel a lot more relaxed with her as your company.

Be obedient and give her some advice, otherwise I will have no choice but to kill her. "

"Thieves!" Shui Yuerou gritted her teeth and broke away from his arms, flying towards the junior sister who looked uneasy.

Wu Tian cleaned the battlefield and refined the souls of the man in purple and the man in black into spirit ghosts, but did not refine their memories.

Compared to spirit ghosts who can only simply use ghost energy, spirit ghosts with monk memories have more diverse methods.

You can better use ghost energy to fight against the enemy, and the methods are more weird.

However, having memories means that they will not be so obedient and not as obedient as other spirit ghosts.

But this is not a big deal to Wu Tian.

If you don't obey, then your memory will be erased.

Anyway, their life and death were in his hands, and it was just a matter of a thought to make them lose their minds.

They are his blessings when they are alive, and they will not be able to make any troubles if they are dead.

It's a pity that the golden-armored corpse of the Sky Corpse Sect man has no soul, and is more like a puppet controlled by the soul of the man in black.

After the man in black died, the golden-armored corpse stopped moving.

but,

Wu Tian practiced the Huangquan Soul Refining Technique, and his sense of the soul was particularly strong. He could vaguely sense that there was a breath of soul in the golden-armored corpse.

He looked at the golden-armored corpse being held by a spirit ghost, and summoned the man in black who had just been trained as a spirit ghost.

"That golden-armored corpse is your natal corpse. It contains your soul, right?"

He had seen information about the Heavenly Corpse Sect in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Ghost King Sect.

It is said that among their cultivation methods, there is a method of turning zombies into their own zombies, which can not only improve the level of zombies, but also make them stronger.

It is equivalent to the natal magical weapon of the weapon repairer, which becomes stronger as the zombies become stronger.

The natal corpse can be controlled at will without worrying about backlash.

The secret is that there is a split soul of them in the original corpse, which is no different from the incarnation outside the body.

The man in black is now hiding his soul, probably trying to find a chance to escape and regain his life through the body of the golden-armored corpse.

The man in black looked at his ghost body, and his expression changed: "Now that you have discovered it, it is useless to say more. What are you going to do with me?"

"It seems like you don't know much about current affairs, do you?"

Wu Tian said coldly.

He did not hesitate to let his ghosts tear the golden armor corpse into pieces.

"Surrender or die."

The man in black knew that he could not resist, so he did not let the golden armored corpse make a move during the whole process, and watched his backhand disappear into nothing.

"Subordinate, pay homage to the Lord!"

The man in black knelt down and said respectfully.

The following chapter was reviewed. . .