Wild boar

Chapter 350 Soul-Suppressing Curse

underground abyss.

Nameless Cave.

A tall man wearing a feathered coat walked out of the clear lake.

The lake water dripped down along his feather coat and flowed all over the ground.

In front of the man in feathers was a pool of blood bubbling with blood. Hidden in the blood pool was a training corpse that was undergoing transformation.

The two hands of the man in feathers were holding a dark chain, and a tumbling ghost was tied up in the chain.

This is a ghost who was in the early stage of spiritual training. He was very honest at first, but after leaving the ancient tomb, Zhu Zishan began to breathe, and naturally brought life to the outside world.

The ghost felt the vitality gushing like a volcano, and its dust-laden instincts immediately awakened. The original impulse to devour the living soul made the ghost escape from ignorance and become a terrifying evil spirit.

Even if Zhu Zishan immediately re-seals the vitality, this evil spirit will be as difficult to settle as the bloodthirsty beast that has tasted blood.

As a last resort, Zhu Zishan could only strengthen the soul-locking curse. He had to hold the Yin Stone to replenish his Nether Mana along the way, but even so, his Nether Mana was almost exhausted.

When Zhu Zishan returned to the nameless cave and got close to the natal spirit corpse, Zhu Zishan could directly extract the mana of the Yuemo Corpse Pill through the natal talisman. At this time, his netherworld mana was replenished.

The sea of ​​consciousness.

Suspended island.

Farmhouse.

The sound of gurgling water sounded again in the dry well where the black water was almost bottoming out, and the dry well was overflowing once again.

A shirtless man wearing a boar's skin slowly walked out of the hut.

At this time, there was an additional decoration on the man's right wrist, which was a palm-sized copper coin. The front of the copper coin was engraved with an explosion-like flame, and the back of the copper coin was engraved with a skull wrapped in flames.

The shirtless man wearing a boar skin came to the black well under the ice crystal laurel. He pointed at the black well with one hand, and a dark rune like a cage, built by the power of the netherworld, slowly emerged.

This is exactly the second level spell Soul Locking Curse.

As the shirtless man changed his techniques, the strong lines that formed the cage became softer, even like strands of floating seaweed.

The algae grows rapidly and becomes as shaggy as hair.

Then the seaweed became entangled together, forming an extremely tough rope.

Gradually, fine scales grew from the tip of a rope, turning into a tiny black snake head. The snake head had eyes like red gems. The black snake swam among the seaweed, wrapping all the floating seaweed into it. body.

Finally, a slender black snake coiled into a three-dimensional spherical cage
The black light flowed.

The vivid black snake image turned into a pure sculpture, forming a snake-shaped rune with only symbolic meaning.

When the runes were formed, most of the black water in the deep well was gone. Even if the Corpse Pill in Yuemo's body continuously supplied Nether Mana, it seemed that he could not make ends meet...

outside world.

Zhu Zishan, who had closed his eyes to deduce Taoism, opened his eyes.

The evil spirit entangled in the black iron chain was still struggling crazily, constantly consuming the ghostly mana in Zhu Zishan's body...

A clatter.

Zhu Zishan tugged hard on the iron chain in his hand, and the black iron chain began to grow rapidly. The head of the iron chain turned into a metal snake head with scarlet eyes and sharp teeth.

Bang!
The black snake bit the evil spirit.

The formless evil spirit struggled even more crazily, but the black snake refused to let go.

The black chain in Zhu Zishan's hand grew loudly, and the metal chain penetrated directly into the evil soul's body, causing the evil soul ten times and a hundred times the pain.

The wailing sound of the evil spirit echoed through the cave, and the evil spirit's soul was entangled by the black snake, accumulated, and fell off...

After a moment.

The aura of the evil spirit dropped from the early stage of training to the stage of spiritual training.

At this time, the black snake was even more arrogant, its eyes were scarlet, and its slender snake body completely penetrated the evil soul's body, swallowing the evil soul's soul power and tearing at the evil soul's soul body.

With the infusion of Zhu Zishan's mana, the black snake invaded every part of the evil soul's body and almost completed symbiosis with it.

The aura of the evil spirit further declined, from the late stage of martial arts practice to the middle stage of martial arts practice.

This is far from enough...

Even the ghosts in the middle stage of training are definitely beyond the control of Li Yunzhen now.

Zhu Zishan pointed with one hand.The black snake, which had completed the symbiosis with the evil spirit, once again roamed cruelly inside and outside the evil spirit's body, destroying the evil spirit's soul body without restraint.

The white souls are falling like snowflakes. This is the Lingchi punishment inflicted on the evil soul. Its purpose is only to weaken his cultivation.

The evil spirit let out a silent and shrill scream, and the scream echoed directly into the depths of Zhu Zishan's soul.

This kind of pain and resentment is enough to resonate with any living being.

Zhu Zishan's eyes were dark, as calm as a deep well in an ancient pool. The painful screams that echoed in his soul did not cause any ripples in his eyes.

The aura of the evil spirit weakened again, from the middle stage of Gang training to the early stage of Gang training, then from the early stage of Gang training to the Qi training stage, and finally to the extremely weak early stage of Qi training.

Become!

I used the soul-forbidden spell to forcefully seal a vicious soul that was in the early stage of spiritual training into the early stage of qi training.

Zhu Zishan hooked his finger and an ordinary black stone on the ground fell into his hands.

The black rocks in the abyss have been stained by Yin Qi all year round, and even ordinary rocks have something extraordinary about them.

One-handed move.

The wind is rising!

The ghost in the early stage of Qi training, which was completely integrated with the black snake, was absorbed into the stone.

A soul-locking stone was made that sealed the ghosts with the potential to become gods.

Zhu Zishan held the stone with a faint white shadow in his hand, his eyes looking thoughtful...

The bone-chilling scream of the evil soul when it was sealed still echoed deep in his soul.It made him very uncomfortable, but he couldn't understand the ghost's screams.

suddenly.

Zhu Zishan seemed to remember something.

Goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo...

In the dragon's blood pool, plasma is rolling.

Yue Mo, the natal spiritual corpse that had been soaked in dragon blood for more than two years, emerged from the dragon blood pool.

At this time, Yue Mo is at the final stage of transformation, and her aura is infinitely close to the stage of divine training. As long as the transformation is completed, Yue Mo will have the magic resistance of the Abyss Demonic Dragon, which will be of great benefit to Zhu Zishan in overcoming the thunder tribulation.

Yue Mo opened his mouth.

The wind was blowing.

The ghost souls floating like snowflakes in the cave gathered towards Yue Mo's mouth.

The souls of these ghosts were scraped off from the souls of the evil spirits by Zhu Zishan who had just used the Soul Confinement Technique.

Yue Mo used his ghost energy to digest these souls.

During the digestion process, bits and pieces of information were brought out.

Through the natal runes connected with Yue Mo, Zhu Zishan gradually gained some insights into the vicious screams that echoed in his soul.

On the surface, the scream was just the pain of soul tearing and resentment towards the perpetrator, but in fact, it concealed a great and deep despair.

The world between heaven and earth is nothing but an eternal prison.

What's the use of living?

It's just an endless sentence.

You might as well die.

There is no liberation until death, and there is no peace until death.

die...

die...

die...

Under this great despair, the corners of Zhu Zishan's eyes even became wet. He seemed to have been affected by this despair and wanted to be freed.

suddenly.

"Hahahahaha..." Zhu Zishan laughed loudly.

(End of this chapter)