Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

A few extremely sharp vellus hairs shot out with a vast amount of monster energy. While shooting through the surviving monster clans, the tyrannical force directly knocked them out.

Under the joint efforts of the two, the so-called encirclement circle was broken in an instant, and the black shadows in the distance had not yet arrived.

"Walk."

Yang Can took Shen Qingyi and was about to flee when suddenly several black shadows flashed in front of his eyes.

Those monster races who were defeated by them just now, it can be said that they must die, stood up again and stood in front of them!

"what!"

"Don't waste your energy in vain. If you can't kill us, you should go with us honestly."

The leading wolf demon who stood up again twisted its neck, and its head that had just been cracked was completely healed with a burst of black air.

Watching this scene, Yang Can and the two were dumbfounded.

Shen Qingyi screamed out:

"They are not alive! They are spirits!"

Only wraiths can do this!

Not only is there no trace of blood in the body, but it can heal wounds at any time, and the injuries suffered on the body are not worth mentioning to them!

Don't say that the head is torn apart, even if the body is smashed to pieces, I am not afraid.

The body, to them, is really just a shell, and it can be changed without any difficulty if you want...

"Since the real power can't solve it, what about the divine sense? Or, what about the combination of the two?"

Yang Can frowned, and was about to try out a new move that he had realized before that could greatly increase the strength of his mind.

At this time, the figures not far away had already come to the front.

This time it was a real human race that appeared in front of him. The clothes on the other party looked quite old, and this group of people were all the same, with various injuries on their bodies.

Obviously, they are also resentful souls!

"You two, my king is here to invite you."

The headless man at the head took a step forward, and the sound came from his cut-off throat.

At this moment, the number of people surrounding Yang Can has doubled from before.

"Brother Yang Can, why don't you follow me first..."

Shen Qingyi gently tugged on his clothes from behind, and made a suggestion.

With so many grievances, it is quite difficult for the two of them to solve them.

Yang Can glanced at the big castle in the distance with a slight nod, and was no longer in a hurry to make a move. He nodded and said:

"lead the way."

"Hey……"

The headless man and the wolf demon each sneered, and then ordered their subordinates to surround the two of them and head for the castle.

I don't know if the other party used some tricks, but along the way, not only did the pain gushing out from the depths of his consciousness disappear, even the illusion never appeared.

Follow along, the castle looks far away, but it doesn't really take much time.

Not long after, they came to the huge castle, and the gravel gate, which was completely piled up with yellow sand, slowly opened...

Yang Can, who stepped into it, was in an extremely wide field. In front of his eyes was a yellow sand staircase that went straight to the sky and stretched upwards, which can be said to reach the sky!

"please."

The resentful spirit blocking the way in front moved away, and Yang Can and the two were about to step forward. Suddenly, the headless man stretched out his hand to block Shen Qingyi and said:

"Come one by one, the king wants to see him first."

"What! We are together!" Shen Qingyi cried out suddenly.

"Come one by one."

The headless man repeated what he had just said.

Shen Qingyi wanted to say more, but Yang Can waved his hand and slightly shook his head at her:

"It's okay, I'll go up alone, you wait here."

"Be careful."

After reminding the other party with his spiritual thoughts, Yang Can took the initiative to step up and climbed the yellow sand stairs enough to reach the sky...

"OK then."

Shen Qingyi looked at his gradually rising back, feeling quite helpless.

She folded her arms and followed the headless man to the side.

"Please rest here."

The opponent waved his hand, and a Samana appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Qingyi didn't intend to go in, she glanced at the other party, then turned her head to look at Yang Can, but at this moment, the Shamen took the initiative to move forward, and swallowed her in like a monster!

"what!"

Shen Qingyi, who was suddenly surrounded by darkness, was startled.

Then she quickly reacted, condensed her demon energy, and continuously bombarded the surrounding space, and the three fox tails behind her suddenly grew bigger and slapped around.

But this dark scene has not changed at all...

After a long time.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

Her weeping sound echoed in the darkness, followed by a hearty laugh...

The stairs are very long.

At first glance, there is no end in sight, and the top position looks more like a black hole, swallowing everything that dares to come up.

Yang Can turned his head and glanced down, but what he saw was a vast expanse of whiteness.

He remembered that he had only walked for a short time, but he had come to such a height?Is it an illusion?

I tried to prick myself lightly with the silver needle of divine thoughts, but everything in front of me remained unchanged.

"It seems to be true..."

Yang Can took a deep breath, turned around and continued walking.

Da da da... The slight sound of footsteps gradually echoed in this huge space.

Step by step, I don't know how long he walked, Yang Can finally came to the end of the stairs.

Unlike the ones I've seen before, there is a circular passage glowing with jet-black light at the entrance of my eyes.

He could vaguely see it outside, it seemed to be a terrace inside, and there was a high-backed chair with its back facing him in the middle.

Now that he has arrived here, he has nothing to hesitate. He stretched his hand forward and saw that there was no danger, and he followed through.

In an instant, the eyes suddenly opened up.

At this moment, he seemed to be at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, and the scarlet full moon hanging in the sky was several times larger than usual, and it seemed that he could get it at his fingertips.

What made him more concerned was the extremely black chair with its back facing him not far away.

The tall, wide and patternless back of the chair well blocked the view, and Yang Can didn't know whether there was anyone sitting on the chair, but judging from the blurry shadows around it, it seemed that something was sitting on it.

He stepped forward slowly, and just after taking two steps, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice:

"Finally someone came, I've been waiting for a long time."

A trace of coldness rose from his back, and Yang Can shuddered involuntarily. He looked at the source of the voice, where the chair was and said:

"You are the so-called king?"

"Haha, Great King, I like this title, you can call me—" the hoarse voice paused, and said cheerfully:

"The King of Yellow Sand!"

"King Huangsha?" Yang Can frowned. Hearing the name, the other party seemed to be a monster?

"Do you have a last word?"

Yang Can couldn't help being startled by this question, before he could answer, he said in a hoarse voice:

"If not, I advise you to think of one now, otherwise it will be too late after I occupy your body, hahaha!"

The insolent smile caused the terrace, which was completely piled up with sand, to tremble.

At this moment, Yang Can finally deeply felt the sinister and vicious thoughts coming from the direction of the chair!

Crunch!

There was a harsh sound, and the large chair began to turn.

When it was facing him, Yang Can finally saw what was sitting on the chair.

Not a human, nor a demon.

It's an extremely dark round shadow ball!

There is a black track like a wronged soul constantly circulating around it, the trace of black air seems to want to escape, but only halfway away, it is dragged back by a strange force forcibly!

He even faintly heard all kinds of painful screams!

"Why, does this surprise you? There is no need for that, soon you will become like them and become a part of my body!" A hoarse voice with a smile came from the shadow ball:

"No, no, instead of being a part of my body, I become you!

Hahaha!As long as I get your body, I can become a real resurrection! "

Hearing this, Yang Can already knew exactly what the lump in front of him was.

Wraith!

And it's not an ordinary wraith, but a collection of wraiths!

"Haha, come on, come on! Merge with me!"

The collection of resentful spirits who called themselves the Yellow Sand King roared and kept approaching.

All kinds of strange voices, including men and women, old and young, sounded in Yang Can's ear:

"Promise him!"

"Merge into one!"

"Come with us!"

……

This made his mind confused, his eyes were even more dull, and he froze in place, as if he had accepted the matter.

"Hey hey hey..."

King Huangsha smiled and got closer and closer.

Just the last step!As long as it integrates its body into the body of the kid in front of it, it can completely destroy the opponent's consciousness and occupy everything!

Suddenly.

"Go away!"

A shout suddenly sounded from Yang Can's mouth!

All the noise disappeared from his mind at this moment.

Yang Can, who came to his senses, immediately condensed his spiritual thoughts and the silver needles circled around his body.

"what!"

All of a sudden, streaks of void black energy that had already attached to him flew around screaming in shock!Even King Huangsha couldn't help but pause:

"Good boy, you can actually wake up from my wraith induction!"

"die!"

Yang Can didn't pay attention to it at all, and pierced it with the silver needle of divine thoughts without hesitation!

"Spiritual thoughts?" A somewhat surprised middle-aged man's old face appeared on the surface of the shadow ball, and then he snorted coldly: