Wild boar

Chapter 383: The corpse-stealing ghost
The lineage of sword cultivator is the most pure one.

The magic power should be pure and the Taoism should be simple.

Extreme sword cultivators don't practice anything except sword control, they just want to break through all kinds of magic with one sword.

Zhu Zishan has learned a lot of things and has deviated far away from the path of sword cultivator. His path has long gone astray. However, he is not obsessed with becoming a sword cultivator, as long as he can use the sword cultivator's distraction method. .

This dark-skinned soul avatar is not only a sword cultivator, but also contains the soul-drawing technique in the Corpse Life Art. The combination of the two was born.

The red talisman in Zhu Zishan's dantian rotated rapidly, representing the rapid consumption of the well water of the Netherworld's mana.

outside world.

Zhu Zishan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black spiritual energy.

Yue Mo opened his mouth very cooperatively and inhaled the black spiritual energy into his body.

After the spiritual energy entered his body, Yue Mo's body suddenly twitched.

puff.

Yue Mo fell to the ground in convulsions.

A long-planned seizure of the body unfolds.

Animism!

Even a zombie that has come back from the dead has its soul.

Yue Mo, who was enslaved by Zhu Zishan, naturally had a soul. This soul was naturally transformed from Yue Mo's body.

If Yue Mo had not been enslaved, this soul transformed from the zombie body might even gradually gain intelligence and become like the ghost cultivators in Shang Nu City.

Since this soul is naturally incarnated in the body of a zombie, it is inherently immune to being corroded by the poisonous gases of the netherworld. Of course, the soul that is transformed into a zombie also has its own natural flaw, that is, it is extremely bloodthirsty and prone to killing, even if its cultivation is extremely high. It's hard for Gao to be rational.

There is such a soul hidden in Yue Mo's body. It has no intelligence, is bloodthirsty, cruel, and hates all living beings.

The tragedy in Guangxian Town was created by such a cruel and cruel soul.

After Yue Mo was enslaved by Zhu Zishan with the secret method of corpse life, this cruel soul became a puppet. This soul puppet faithfully carried out various orders issued by Zhu Zishan, just like a loyal feudal official, but It is not without the possibility of rebellion.

Once a feudal official overpowers the central dynasty, it is inevitable to backfire on his master.

Now Zhu Zishan has decided to use his own soul to replace this feudal official, which is equivalent to killing everyone and eliminating future troubles forever.

Yuemo's sea of ​​consciousness is like a charred purgatory. Black poison spurts upward from the gaps in purgatory, forming a thick poisonous cloud. There is a suspended black island on top of this poisonous cloud.

The island was bare, and a monster with sharp claws sat on a throne made of rocks like a king.

The Soul Control Technique of Corpse Life Art not only does not weaken the soul of the corpse, but also strengthens it. After all, the more powerful the body must be controlled by the more powerful soul, the two complement each other and cannot be biased.

This clawed monster also gained a lot of benefits in the process of strengthening Yue Mo from Qi training to god refining, especially the last time it absorbed a large number of soul fragments from a ghost in the early stage of god refining, making its soul itself no longer strong at all. Not weaker than Zhu Zishan's split soul.

suddenly.

A huge hole was torn open in Yuemo's sea of ​​consciousness, and a dark soul wearing a wild boar coat fell from the sky.

A clatter.

The dark soul raised his hand, and a black chain fell from the sky, like a dark poisonous snake that pounced on the clawed monster.

The consciousness sea space is an absolutely private space.

Just like the palace of a feudal official, Zhu Zishan's ghost not only came, but also brought with him the ghostly magic power and took action immediately upon meeting him.

Naturally, the sharp-clawed monster would not sit back and wait for death. He opened his mouth and let out a spiritual scream of the soul-type third-level natal magical power.

at this time.

The red talisman in Zhu Zishan's body's dantian suddenly glowed red.

Yue Mo let out a monstrous ghostly aura and was immediately sealed.

The contract formed by the Corpse Life Jue was also called a slave contract by the ghost cultivator of Shang Nu City.The slave contract is in hand, life or death is up to me!
The clawed monster's mental scream directed at the soul did not roar out, but the chain formed by the soul-forbidden curse trapped the clawed monster to death on the spot.

Extinguishing Curse!
The split soul's fist was shining with black magic light, and every punch smashed the clawed monster into pieces.

At this time, the clawed monster is still in charge of the altar, and it is the center of Yue Mo's energy and spirit. His soul has suffered tremendous torture, which is manifested in the outside world as Yue Mo's body being paralyzed and twitching.

As the soul-splitting ruthless iron fists struck down continuously, the black clawed monster shattered into countless pieces with a roar.

Outside, Yue Mo's body twitched violently, and the green light in his eyes burst out for more than a foot, and then slowly floated into the air...

This is a flashback, and the third-level Corpse Refining Yuemo is about to fall completely with the destruction of the central soul.

After the clawed monster collapsed, the dark island suspended above the sinister cloud shook violently, and a large number of stones shattered, as if it was about to disintegrate immediately.

Not only is the island about to collapse, but the entire consciousness sea space is shaking violently.

The altar collapsed and the sea of ​​consciousness shattered, as if it was the end of the world.

All of this was a chain reaction after the clawed monster, the frontier official, was killed.

"Roar!"

Zhu Zishan's split soul let out a roar that shook the sky, and the ghostly spiritual energy it carried boiled and burned.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Amid the violent sound, pitch-black chains shot out like a large net, wrapping up the entire island.

The collapse of the altar immediately slowed down, but the consciousness sea space was still shaking violently, and the trend of complete destruction was inevitable.

Zhu Zishan's separated soul palms were pressed on the dark island rocks, trying to become the center of Yuemo's spirit.

Counting time has passed...

The oscillations in the consciousness sea space still have not stopped at all, but are becoming more and more intense.

Bang!
A crisp sound.

A dark chain anchoring the altar was broken directly.

The island suspended on the poisonous cloud began to tilt.

A large amount of poisonous clouds immediately poured into the island and wrapped around the body of the split soul.

"Roar!"

Zhu Zishan's ghost screamed in pain.

His soul body was corroded with pits and pits.

The poisonous blood in the body of the ghoul is rich, and the poison in the third-level refining corpse is even more terrifying. Only the soul of the ghoul itself can be immune to the poison. Human monks must face the corrosion of the poison if they want to seize the body.

Exactly at this time.

The shattered soul fragments on the island were naturally attracted to Zhu Zishan's split soul and attached to his body surface.

The separated soul's pupils turned dark green, and he once again pressed his palms towards the small rocky island that was about to completely collapse.

A strange force spread out like ripples.

The consciousness sea space suddenly stopped vibrating, and the tilted island no longer disintegrated and fragmented, and even resuspended above the rolling poisonous cloud.

The poisonous cloud receded.

The boar skin on the body of the split soul was almost completely corroded, and the black soul fragments adhered to the boar skin, turning into a dark cloak like dragon scales.

Divinity appears!
A trace of green buds broke out from the rocks on the black reef island. A piece of green grass covered the deserted island. The dark clouds and poisonous gas outside the island were purified by the green shade, and no longer had any influence on the soul on the altar. threaten.

Zhu Zishan's ghost was sitting cross-legged in the shade, looking calm and distant.

(End of this chapter)