extreme dog days

Chapter 3104 Spell Master

Sure enough, the power of Supreme Sword Dao was blocked, and it couldn't hurt the black box at all.Just when Ling Yun was about to shift direction and make another shot, the beast suddenly opened the cursed stone pupil.

Ling Yun had a premonition of danger, so he used Void Staggered Steps to avoid it, and whatever was attacked by the cursed stone pupil would turn into stone no matter what it was.

This startled Ling Yun.

"Eye pupil. Youmeng, look at it."

Ling Yun roared.

"I'm so mad, you still dare to hit my brother! See if I don't pluck your hair. Don't run away..."

You Meng got angry, rolled up her sleeves and chased after the beast, she wanted to jump on the beast and teach it a lesson.

"Don't come here! I can't let him take that thing, it's what the master told me."

The divine beast was in a hurry, it was worried that Youmeng would jump on it, so its body shrunk, and it would also have this ability, the shrunken one was eighty percent similar to a dog.

The speed, the reaction is much faster, and it is even comparable to Youmeng.

"If you can't open it, then refine it! Reincarnation..."

With the power of the Supreme Sword, Ling Yun couldn't break through the power protection left by the Lord of the Tomb, so he could only use the power of hell and reincarnation to refine the power.

This method, although slower, works.Because the master of this power has already died, and there is no successor power, it can naturally be refined.

But it is difficult to turn it into a useful one.

"Reincarnation!"

Just as Ling Yun was refining the power to protect the black box in hell, a phantom suddenly appeared.

"Uh!"

Seeing the phantom appearing, Ling Yun hastily stopped.

"Junior of the human race! In charge of reincarnation, time and fate!"

Xu Ying looked at Ling Yun for a while, and then he was filled with emotion,

"The junior has no intention of alarming the senior, please forgive me. I don't know the senior's name, whether it is a human race or a ghost race."

The other party can see Ling Yun's origin, but the other party is only in the form of a phantom, but Ling Yun cannot tell whether the other party is a human race or a ghost race.

"My name is Cangqiong, and the Chijin Huai Temple is one of the ways of heaven! The resentful soul of the holy body is here!"

The owner of this tomb is not a ghost cultivator from the Black Water Ghost Domain, but from the Chijin Ghost Domain.

"Are you calling me?"

When Cang Qiong appeared, not only did Ling Yun stop, but You Meng and the beast also stopped.

"That's right! Back then, our priests from the Five Palaces united with the Heavenly Masters of the human race to collect resentful souls from the underworld just for your appearance."

The owner of this spiritual tomb is not only Cang Qiong, but also four other strong men.They set up this spiritual tomb here to create resentful souls of the Eucharist.

But Cang Qiong is the righteous master.

"You made me! No wonder you feel so familiar to me."

You Meng recalled it, she felt that she should know this guy in front of her, but she couldn't remember it.

"Of course I'm familiar with you. The main body of your resentful soul is my poor daughter. She died in vain before she was born, full of resentment, and even her mother died because of her resentment. It is precisely because of this that we use her The resentful soul of your body is the main body, creating you. It’s good that I named you.”

The subject of Youmeng is the poor daughter of Cangqiong, so Cangqiong wants to give Youmeng a name so as to commemorate his wife and daughter.

"No, I already have a name. My name is Youmeng."

You Meng patted her heart and said proudly.

It was as if she had chosen the name for herself.

"Youmeng! Everything in this world is like a dream! Good."

Maybe everything has its own destiny, and the name Ling Yun helped Youmeng choose is actually the name of Cangqiong's wife.

But Cang Qiong didn't point it out!

"Okay, old man, you created me, but trapped me here, what do you mean! Do you know how I have spent all these years? How many delicious foods have I missed?"

You Meng said very dissatisfied.

"Trapping you here is also for your own good. If you had left long ago, you would not be here now."

What Cangqiong said was the truth.

Youmeng is a resentful soul of the Eucharist, beyond the Three Realms, neither human race nor ghost race.If she appears in the underworld alone, she will definitely be missed by the strong ghost clan.

And with Youmeng's character, if she hadn't been trapped here, she might have left here before reaching the seventh level.

And if there is no ability to trap resentful souls here, Youmeng will not be able to grow here.At the same time, if it wasn't here, how could Youmeng have survived until now.

It was this place, and the seal that protected her.

"Senior, I want to know, why did you create Youmeng at any cost?"

Ling Yun asked.

A big boss-level powerhouse like Rongqiong would never create a resentful soul of the Eucharist just for fun.And it is still united with five strong men and a good fortune celestial master.

"Have you ever heard of a spellcaster?"

Cangqiong asked.

"I've heard of it. Although there are records in the fighting world, neither the fighting world nor the underworld has ever seen a real spellcaster."

At present, Youmeng is not considered a spellcaster, but only possesses a spell body.Whether it is the fighting world or the underworld, there are records about spellcasters, but there has never been a spellcaster.

"You're right. But there are both heaven and earth. The two realms attacked back then. There are countless human races and ghost races who died under the spellcasters of the two realms. Even if they are just Taoists, there is nothing they can do about it."

In ancient times, powerful men from the heaven and earth came, and among them were spellcasters.

The strength of curse words masters, evil sects, cannot be judged by their cultivation base.Even a spellcaster with a sixth-level cultivation base is capable of killing a seventh-level powerhouse.

(End of this chapter)