Unparalled Medicine King

"Then why can't they?" Song Tianxuan asked in a hurry.

After these ghosts were suppressed by xuanhuang pagoda, although their intelligence was damaged or even disappeared, it was good to remember what they were, and the noumenon should also be very powerful to survive under xuanhuang pagoda.

"Because they are not as much affected as I am. Sometimes I can feel what the master is thinking through his imprint on my spirit. They can't do it. They have their own spirit, and they are very powerful. I don't have it. I live by the spirit of my master." Ghost milk sound milk of say.

Song Tianxuan nodded. When he took out the twelve capital Tiansha banner, xuanhuang pagoda should have wiped it out quickly. However, it was the spirit of song Tianxuan that made the mark. It was in this spirit that he turned away from the outside world and directly occupied the spirit, but it did not occupy it completely. But it was in the dominant position that the present situation appeared.

That is to say, this ghost is no different from his separation, but it also has its own consciousness.

"What are the ten things that kill the gods and fly ants? Are they powerful?" Song Tianxuan points to the broken treasure bag on the table.

The ghost nodded and listened to the sound of the Shafan. After thinking for a long time, he said, "master, they say that this killing ant is a very powerful thing. It belongs to ancient times. It seems that an immortal raised it with his own essence and blood. Even a real immortal can eat it."

"Really? This time I've really found a treasure. " On hearing this, song Tianxuan, though dubious, picked up the broken treasure bag and looked at it from left to right.

There was another bustle, and the little ghost said: "master, they also said that this kind of God killing flying ant is too powerful, and the immortal who raised him killed many real immortals with it, and then was killed by many people. This kind of God killing flying ant was also killed directly. It should be the descendant branch of God killing flying ant, and they are stillborn, so they should not live."

When song Tianxuan heard this, he felt as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water. He was happy for a long time, and all of them were stillborn... Seeing song Tianxuan like this, the little ghost put his little hand like a radish under his nose. After a long silence, he whispered: "they also said that even if they can live, they are not descendants. There is no promotion to the level of killing gods."

"Is it graded? How do you know? " Song Tianxuan asked with some loss.

"Well, master, I know that. This thing is classified into three levels: cutting spirit, killing mystery, swallowing yuan and killing gods. There is also the king of killing gods behind it, but it never appears. The king of killing gods can catch up with the real immortals. Those immortals won't let it appear." The little ghost shakes his tail and floats to song Tianxuan's shoulder.

"How do you know?" Song Tianxuan asked.

"I don't know how I know. It should be like this. Now if the people here can live, they can't even kill the spirit. It's useless." Little ghost lost said, and song Tianxuan's mood is similar.

"No use? What about that? " Song Tianxuan took the little ghost from his shoulder and put it in his palms.

The little ghost giggled. Who could have thought how terrible it was for such a cute ghost to eat its meat, drink its blood, and devour the evil spirit?

"In other words, how can I control them? What if I could live one? One is one. After all, it's so famous. " Song Tianxuan looked at the little ghost and said, "according to what you said, who should have found this group of God killing flying ants, but I'm not lucky. It's in my hands."

He can't use Yu Qi now. Who knows if there will be any sequelae in the future? Or it may happen again. If we only rely on the method of physical body and Maoshan, if we meet people of high level, we are afraid that we can't protect ourselves. It's also good to use multiple means to protect our lives.

"Well, master, you should let them recognize you as the master. It's very simple. The immortal is fed with his own essence and blood, and they will recognize the master. But most of them are dead, and the living may not be able to live much." Little ghost explained.

"With blood essence?" Song Tianxuan frowned and looked at the broken bag.

"Well, yes, master. Just use blood essence." The little ghost suddenly worried and said, "but they eat everything. They are afraid that if these flying ants live, what will they do if they eat us?"

"Eat you too?" Song Tianxuan was puzzled and asked, "even if I eat everything, I can't eat you..."

"Why not? Even if he is a descendant of ten thousand generations, no matter how thin his blood is, their ancestors grew up eating the blood of real immortals. We are demons, and what they like most is us. " Little ghost wronged way.

Song Tianxuan suddenly realized why the ninety-nine ghosts felt that the killing ant would be afraid, but also excited.

The excitement is that their enemies are almost dead, and the fear is what to do if they live... "I only need thirteen ghosts, what I want is essence, not quantity." After Song Tianxuan understood, his eyes suddenly became cold, looking at the ninety-eight ghosts in the twelve evil banners.

After all, it's a demon thing. He has Saint ape's blood essence in his blood. Now he can suppress them. If he loses control one day, he doesn't think they will let him go. Therefore, he must concentrate on control. The more the quantity, the greater the chance of losing control.

Zhuxian gun almost killed him. If it wasn't for the appearance of Mo Jun, he would be in the devil's way now.

He didn't want to have this experience for a second time. Looking at the treasure bag in front of him, he couldn't help thinking.

"What's your name?" Song Tianxuan asked.

The little ghost shook his head and looked around to make sure that song Tianxuan was asking her, so he said in a low voice: "my name is Xiaoya, master."

"Xiaoya, OK, Xiaoya, you still have 12 places." Song Tianxuan said to the remaining 98 ghosts.

Xiaoya's spirit is the closest to it. Naturally, it's to stay. You can master their movements at any time through Xiaoya.

The ninety-eight ghosts are sad. They haven't come out for a long time, but they don't dare to complain, so they have to wait quietly. Next time they come out, there will be ghosts who can't come back... Xiaoya is stunned, but she can't hide her joy and gets into the Shafan. Under the gaze of many ghosts who can't hide their jealousy, she returns to her familiar corner.

Song Tianxuan took the Shafan and wanted to take it out, but found that it could not be taken out.

Guanghua on the top of the treasure bag blocked it, and let the spirit of song Tianxuan enter, but could not get one.

Song Tianxuan had no choice but to call the ancestor of the holy ape and ask him to help him break it. The ancestor of the holy ape spent nine cows and two tigers to untie it. He muttered and scolded whose thing was in the street, but even he was almost helpless.