One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

"How could I not be impulsive? Look at what he has done!" Tang Feifei pointed at Wang Ai, her voice trembling. Chen Duo watched silently from the side, with a trace of envy flashing in his eyes. He envied Tang Feifei's bravery and his ability to express his dissatisfaction so fearlessly.

At this moment, Wang Ai suddenly took a few steps back, and a powerful aura burst out from him. Everyone felt a chill coming over them, as if they were in an ice cellar. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the ancient well under Wang Ai's feet suddenly exploded, and two black figures rushed out and rushed towards everyone.

"Ah!" Chen Duo exclaimed and grabbed Zhang Hao's sleeve tightly. Although Zhang Hao was also scared, he still tried to stay calm and protected Chen Duo behind him.

The two black shadows looked extremely ferocious in the moonlight. They were covered in black blood, their faces were covered with veins, and their eyes were red, as if they had lost their reason and self. They neighed hoarsely and looked around as if looking for something.

"This is...Wang Qing and Wang Yi?" Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo exclaimed at the same time. They recognized the identities of the two black figures, and they were Wang Ai's two sons. But the state of the two people in front of them shocked and puzzled them.

"What happened to them?" Zhang Hao asked nervously. Feng Zhenghao shook his head and said solemnly: "Their souls were eaten away by spirits."

The old man from the Wang family stood aside, looking at Wang Qing and Wang Yi, his heart filled with pain and helplessness. They know how good and wonderful these two children were once, but now they have become like this. They didn't know whether Wang Ai was right or wrong in releasing them, but they knew that it was all Wang Ai's fault.

"Wang Ai! What on earth do you want to do?" Tang Feifei roared angrily. Wang Ai looked at him coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips: "I just want you to see my 'secret weapon'."

"You..." Tang Feifei was so angry that she couldn't speak. He looked at Wang Qing and Wang Yi's crazy looks, and his heart was filled with fear and anger. He knew that all this was Wang Ai's conspiracy, and he just wanted to use these two children to achieve his own goals.

At this moment, Wang Qing and Wang Yi suddenly stopped neighing. They raised their heads and looked at Tang Feifei and others. Their eyes flashed with crazy light, as if they wanted to devour everyone.

"Be careful!" Feng Zhenghao shouted, dodging and blocking the crowd. He knew that there would be a fierce battle next.

In the courtyard of the Wang family, Wang Qing and Wang Yi, two young men who were once famous in the outside world, have now become what people call sick children. However, the truth behind this is far more complicated than people imagine.

"Qing'er, Yi'er, you were once the pride of the Wang family, but now you have fallen into this situation." Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, looked at the two sons in front of him, with a flash of complicated emotions in his eyes. They are not really seriously ill, but are trapped by a strange technique called "Spirit-Serving Method".

The method of subduing spirits is an extremely evil but powerful technique in the alien world. By devouring spiritual bodies, the host can gain powerful power, but the price is also extremely heavy. The more spirits it swallows, the easier it is for the host to lose its mind and eventually become a monster that only knows how to kill.

"Father, can we...can we recover?" Wang Qing's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of fear.

Wang Ai smiled slightly, with a fierce flash in his eyes: "As long as you can swallow enough spiritual bodies, you can regain your consciousness. Moreover, your power will reach a whole new level."

At this time, Wang Ye, another stranger from the Wang family, was sitting alone in a corner of the courtyard, holding a copper coin in his hand and frowning. The hexagrams he had just divined were full of sinister aura, which made him feel extremely uneasy.

"Wang Qing, Wang Yi...the Yin Qi on their bodies is so strong!" Wang Ye murmured to himself, feeling an inexplicable fear in his heart. He couldn't imagine how many evil spirits these two people had devoured.

Outside the Wang family, Zhang Hao was standing quietly, his eyes looking through the closed door, as if he could penetrate all illusions. He knew that Wang Qing and Wang Yi were not really seriously ill, but were trapped by some kind of power. But he also knew that he was not strong enough to rescue them.

"Brother Zhang, you have to be careful." Feng Zhenghao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, interrupting Zhang Hao's thoughts. He is a battle-hardened stranger and naturally knows something about the Wang family.

"Mr. Feng, what do you mean?" Zhang Hao turned around and looked at Feng Zhenghao doubtfully.

"Wang Qing, Wang Yi and Wang Bing, the three of them have been controlled by Wang Ai using the method of subduing spirits, and now they have lost their minds." Feng Zhenghao said in a deep voice, "If the three of them join forces, even you may not be able to control them." Can escape whole body.”

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's eyes flashed with determination: "I understand, thank you Mr. Feng for reminding me."

At this time, the door of the Wang family slowly opened, and Wang Qing, Wang Yi and Wang Bing slowly walked out. Their eyes were empty and cold, as if they were no longer human.

"Zhang Hao, today is the day you die!" Wang Ai's voice came from inside the door, full of pride and confidence.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that he had no way out. Today's battle, regardless of victory or defeat, will change the pattern of the entire alien world.

The Wang family's mansion is like an isolated island forgotten by time, quiet and gloomy. Wang Ai, this gray-haired old man, has madness and persistence in his eyes. His two sons, Wang Qing and Wang Yi, were like two chess pieces in his hand, pushed into the abyss of fate by him in a crazy way.

"The wind is blowing gently and the leaves are falling. When will my son wake up?" Wang Ai stood in the courtyard, looking at the falling dead leaves and murmuring to himself. His voice was low and hoarse, like a call from the depths of hell.

In Wang Ai's hands, he mastered a secret technique called "Ling Ling Sending General", which was a unique skill that Feng Tianyang spent his entire life mastering. He used this method to capture countless powerful souls, and sent them one by one into Wang Qing and Wang Yi's bodies like feeding wild beasts.

"Father, I feel like I'm about to explode!" Wang Qing roared in pain, his eyes red as if there were flames burning. His body was shaking, as if he might collapse at any moment.

"Bear it, Qing'er. Only in this way can you become stronger." Wang Ai's voice was calm and cold, as if he was telling an insignificant story.

As time went by, Wang Qing and Wang Yi became more and more powerful. Their strength far exceeded that of their peers, and they became the leaders of the younger generation. However, their hearts become more and more twisted, violent, irritable and irritable. They need to constantly devour souls to maintain their stability, otherwise they will fall into madness. "Father, I can't find any more souls." Wang Yi's voice was full of despair and anger. There was a crazy light in his eyes, as if he was about to lose his mind at any moment.

"Then go find someone alive." Wang Ai's voice was calm and cold, as if he was giving an order.

So, the Wang family started a crazy massacre. Wang Ai captured a large number of living people and used them as "food" for Wang Qing and Wang Yi. Their behavior shocked the entire world and aroused the anger and condemnation of countless people.

"Wang Ai, you are simply a lunatic!" Someone roared angrily, their voices echoing in the night sky.

However, Wang Ai remained unmoved. He firmly believed that what he was doing was right, and he believed that by devouring enough souls, his sons would be able to regain their lost selves.

However, things did not develop as Wang Ai expected. Wang Qing and Wang Yi became more and more crazy, and they even began to attack their own people. The Wang family's mansion turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the wailing of countless people echoed in the night sky.

"Father, I can't control myself anymore!" Wang Qing's voice was full of fear and despair. His body was shaking, as if he might collapse at any moment.

"Qing'er, you have to hold on. Only in this way can we find a way out." Wang Ai's voice was full of determination and persistence. He believed that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to find a solution.

However, Wang Ai's crazy behavior was eventually exposed. The Wang family was almost ruined, and Wang Ai was despised and hunted by everyone. However, he did not give up on his beliefs and experiments. He firmly believes that as long as he doesn't give up, he will be able to find a solution.

Under the shadow of Wang Ai's mansion, a tragedy is quietly unfolding. Wang Xiao, the once innocent young man, has now become a victim of Wang Ai's ambition.

"Wang Xiao, you are the future of our family. This method of obeying spirits belongs to you." Wang Ai's voice was low and firm, as if it carried unquestionable authority. A trace of confusion flashed in Wang Xiao's eyes, but he finally lowered his head under his grandfather's majesty.

Since then, Wang Xiao's life has undergone earth-shaking changes. He was forced to devour the souls of a large number of living people, and every time he devoured them, he felt endless pain and struggle. However, Wang Ai turned a blind eye to this. He only saw the powerful power and the hope that could make his family rise.

However, things did not develop as Wang Ai expected. After devouring countless souls, Wang Xiao finally lost himself and became a walking zombie who only knew how to devour. His eyes no longer had the innocence and kindness they once had, only endless greed and cruelty remained.

"This...how is this possible?" Wang Ai looked at Wang Xiao in front of him, his heart full of shock and disappointment. He couldn't accept this fact, and he couldn't accept that his grandson had become like this. However, what he couldn't accept even more was that Wang Qing and Wang Yi also suffered the same fate. The three of them all lost themselves because of the method of obeying the spirit.

Wang Ai began to deceive himself. He told himself that as long as he swallowed enough souls, Wang Qing, Wang Yi, and Wang Xiao would be able to regain their sanity. He constantly captured innocent souls for devouring experiments, but every attempt ended in failure. Wang Qing and the others were still unable to wake up, but the situation became more and more serious.

"Wang Ai, you are wrong!" At this moment, a crisp voice broke Wang Ai's fantasy. Zhang Hao stood in front of him, his eyes full of disgust and contempt. "They lost themselves because their souls were too weak and they could not control themselves after swallowing the spirit. Do you think the method of subduing the spirit is omnipotent? Do you think you can play with the fate of others at will?"

Zhang Hao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Wang Ai's heart. He looked at Zhang Hao in shock, as if he could see the fear and uneasiness deep in his heart. He could not accept this fact, his own failure and greed.

"I...I..." Wang Ai's voice trembled, and he didn't know what to say. He knew he was wrong, that he was blinded by greed and ambition. However, everything is irreversible.

Wang Qing, Wang Yi, and Wang Xiao have completely lost themselves, and they can never go back to their past. And Wang Ai also completely failed in this tragedy. He lost his grandson, and also lost his dignity and faith.

"I...I was wrong..." Wang Ai finally lowered his head, his voice full of regret and pain. He knew that he could never undo this. However, he still hopes for a glimmer of redemption and forgiveness.

"Wang Ai, you are wrong." Zhang Hao said coldly, "But the fault is not yours alone. In this world, how many people have lost themselves for the sake of power? How many people have trampled on the dignity of others for the sake of ambition? You It’s just one of them.”

Wang Ai sat alone in front of the hall, his eyes flashing with desire for power. He firmly believed that the legendary method of obeying spirits was his shortcut to the top. However, he did not know that beneath this shortcut was an abyss.

"Ju Ling Sending General is the first of the Eight Wonderful Skills. If I can obtain it, why worry about the world not being able to use it for me?" Wang Ai murmured to himself, his voice full of desire for power. However, he never expected that this spirit-jumper general would be a double-edged sword that could both drive spirits and devour souls.

While Wang Ai was immersed in the fantasy of power, Zhang Hao and Feng Zhenghao quietly appeared in the courtyard. Their arrival, like thunder, broke Wang Ai's illusions.

"Wang Ai, do you know that the magic you are pursuing, the art of summoning spirits and generals, is actually an evil magic that devours the soul?" Zhang Hao's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wang Ai's heart.

When Wang Ai heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted angrily: "Nonsense! Capturing spirits and dispatching generals is the most powerful art in the world. How can there be any talk of evil arts?"

"If you don't believe it, just look at your two loyal men." Feng Zhenghao smiled slightly and waved his finger. Wang Qing and Wang Yi suddenly lost their minds and attacked Zhang Hao and Feng like mad dogs. Zhenghao pounced.

However, their attacks were like child's play in front of Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao let out a soft drink, and a majestic power of the Shinto erupted instantly, sending Wang Qing and Wang Yi flying backwards and falling heavily to the ground.

"This is the truth about Ju Ling's dispatch, can you see clearly?" Zhang Hao's voice was full of ridicule. (End of chapter)