Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

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　　There are hundreds of thousands of people in the clan.

　　Every day, so many things happen.

　　Only Xiao Li's so-called groom, Chu Xiong's family, was concerned about this matter.

　　The Chu Xiong family also knew that Xiaoli was not willing, so she didn't even have the ceremony of worshipping the church, and sent Xiaoli directly into the bridal chamber.

　　After three rounds of drinking, Chu Xiong, the groom's official, staggered into the house.

　　He is a devil.

　　Among the ghosts, it is also considered fierce.

　　So, I'm not afraid that Xiaoli will not obey.

　　However, as soon as he entered the room, he immediately shuddered, completely sobered up, and turned around, as if running away.

　　Because, he found that his bride, instead of waiting for him by the bed, was lying on the bed.

　　And on the edge of the bed, a man was sitting there, looking at him coldly.

　　Dare to come to the Chu family to look for trouble so unscrupulously, this man must have something to rely on.

　　Therefore, although Chu Xiong was furious, he did not hesitate to leave.

　　Because he has already died once and doesn't want to die again.

　　If you die again, you will be lost, and you will really die.

　　"Practice!"

　　The corner of Lin Feng's mouth evoked a hint of ridicule.

　　From the Yang family to the Chu family, and after staying in this room for a few hours, his cultivation has been fully restored.

　　Reached the realm of heavenly masters.

　　Correspondingly, it is the ghost king realm.

　　And the full-level ghost shepherd technique allows him to refine ghosts one level higher than himself.

　　In other words, even if it is a ghost, he can be enslaved.

　　How could a little devil escape his palm.

　　The miserable green ghost fire flashed and died on Chu Xiong's body.

　　The slave seal instantly condensed in his body.

　　"Owner!"

　　Chu Xiong no longer resisted.

　　With a "thump", he knelt on the ground.

　　"Tonight, I'll take care of him first, and wait until tomorrow, and then slowly plot against the rest of the Chu family.

　　One day, if I can enslave most of the ghosts in this wheel city.

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　　That corpse sect, in the underworld, can be regarded as another foundation.

　　It's a pity that my realm allows me to only enslave the existence of the ghosts in the early stage...

　　However, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be taken one bite at a time, one day, this wheel-turning city will fall into my hands..."

　　Lin Feng thought about it in his heart, and no longer thought about it, he turned around and went to sleep at ease.

　　……

　　The next day.

　　Chu Xiong's parents and those close to him were also robbed one after another.

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　　The fate of being enslaved spreads in the Chu family like a plague.

　　However, it is unknown to outsiders.

　　……

　　Yang Shi.

　　Qingzhuxuan.

　　Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

　　"Brother Feng, are you back?"

　　Yue Qiluo, who had been waiting by the side, felt close to her.

　　Lin Feng sat like this for two days.

　　For the past two days, she has also been frightened, for fear that something will happen to Lin Feng.

　　"Thanks for your hard work!"

　　Lin Feng embraced it in his arms.

　　This trip to the underworld has yielded great rewards.

　　He is also reluctant, in the underworld, he has a foundation.

　　However, it takes its own strength to strike iron.

　　Ghost Immortal, in the underworld, can only be regarded as a master, but not a strong one.

　　He still has a long way to go.

　　After a long absence, a sense of urgency rose again in his heart.

　　Desperate to become stronger.begging.

Chapter 411

　　"Brother Feng, what kind of scenery is that Yin world?"

　　Yue Qiluo asked curiously.

　　Whether it is for ordinary people or practitioners, the underworld is mysterious.

　　In the yang world, only a small group of people roughly know the situation of the yin world.

　　Others only know that the underworld is the destination of the soul.

　　Although Yue Qiluo was once the true biography of Qingyun Temple.

　　Qingyunguan also has a team in the underworld.

　　However, before he really became the top of Qingyunguan, he had practiced sorcery and betrayed Qingyunguan.

　　Therefore, her understanding of the underworld is really not much more than that of ordinary people.

　　"What is it!"

　　Lin Feng frowned.

　　But I don't know where to start.

　　After all, the underworld is too vast.

　　There are many things that cannot be explained in words.

　　"You asked me to tell me, I really can't tell, so you might as well come and see for yourself."

　　In the mind, the power of the soul surged, and in an instant, the souls of the two merged together.

　　In Lin Feng's mind, all the memories of the underworld were exposed to Yue Qiluo.

　　For a long time, the souls of the two were separated.

　　Yue Qiluo's eyes were full of boredom: "Unexpectedly, there is not much difference between the yin world and the yang world."

　　"Ghosts are also human beings. Those ghosts who have not been infected by resentment and have lost their intelligence are actually no different from humans."

　　"Yes, but the underworld is suitable for spiritual cultivation. If I enter the underworld, the speed of my cultivation will definitely be much faster."

　　A look of longing appeared on Yue Qiluo's face.

　　Cultivators, the pursuit of strength, that is deep in the bones.

　　Otherwise, Yue Qiluo would not have taken risks in the past, betrayed Qingyunguan, and studied sorcery.

　　"The world is a sea of bitterness, and the body is a boat. Now that you finally have a boat that fits, is it possible that you are willing to give up like this?"

　　Lin Feng glanced at Yue Qiluo angrily.

　　This girl's thoughts are very dangerous.

　　"Let's talk when the baby is born."

　　Yue Qiluo said perfunctorily.

　　Obviously, it was moved.

　　"There is no way for the soul to enter the underworld.

　　The flesh is always useful.

　　Wouldn't it be even better if one could cultivate to the realm where the flesh body enters the underworld. "

　　Lin Feng encouraged.

　　"Forget it, I know how much I weigh."

　　Yue Qiluo knew how difficult it was for the flesh to be like an underworld.

　　At least, in the Qingyun Temple where she used to be, there has never been such an existence.