Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 291 I'll turn you into a dog and teach you a lesson

"Strange, really strange!"

The remaining four people were not wizards, and what they saw was not as clear as Wang Bing's, but even Wang Bing, who had seen many elves, found the current situation incredible.

The phantom was dressed in a dark red sorcerer's robe, with an elegant temperament and the appearance of an immortal.

However, what surprised Wang Bing the most was that the "Spirit Constraint and General Sent" that was said to be able to make all the elves in the world submit was actually only able to slightly shake this mere spirit.

That feeling of unbreakable solidity did not come from the spirit itself, but rather it was as if the rules of magic were resisting from somewhere in the dark.

And the appearance of this spirit...

Which ancestor of the Zhuge family is this?!

"Cough cough cough, stop being dazed, the other side is about to attack!" Wang Yi coughed violently a few times and forcibly pulled Wang Bing, who was lost in thought, back.

Opposite is a large family of sorcerers with a thousand-year heritage. Fortunately, the Wang family is wealthy and powerful, and they were able to invite two famous sorcerers.

No matter how talented he is, he is just a young boy.

Wang Yi figured it out. If he couldn't persuade Wang Bing, in order to prevent the matter from escalating, he had no choice but to leave Zhuge Qing's life in Longhu Mountain.

As long as it is handled cleanly and beautifully, no one will know what happened here, and all the blame can be put on "Quan Xing" afterwards.

It is reasonable for a group of lunatics who do all kinds of evil to attack the genius of Wu Hou faction just for fun.

Whoosh!

In the woods under the afterglow of sunset, a ball of blue flame dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surroundings with clarity and brightness.

"Oh, Qing. We sorcerers all know the weight of destiny. With the weight of that kid opposite, can he really touch me?" Zhuge Liang patted Zhuge Qing's shoulder and comforted him.

But the anger in Zhuge Qing's eyes grew instead of diminishing, and the true fire in his palm burned even more vigorously.

"Grandfather, don't worry! Qing knows what he is doing."

"I have enough confidence that after dealing with these people, I will still have enough energy to deal with tomorrow's competition."

Zhuge Liang smiled helplessly and patted Zhuge Qing's head. "You kid, you are usually very well-behaved, why are you as stubborn as a donkey now?"

"Do everything according to your ability. If you really can't do it, you still have your ancestors to back you up. There's no need to rush."

"Hmm..." Zhuge Qing responded softly.

With the vision and state of mind of the ancestors, many things may seem insignificant to him, but Zhuge Qing knows that he is the ordinary person that the ancestors talked about, and he will easily get angry when he sees things that don't go his way.

Just like when someone insults your respected ancestor, it is impossible to quench your anger unless you use real fire to burn his soul into pieces!

"It's coming!" Wang Yi shouted. He clearly saw a small ball of fire, but the creepy chill had seeped from his back into the bone marrow of his limbs.

"What kind of method is this?" he asked the two warlocks next to him.

The two were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

It is said that the Wuhou Qimen of the Wuhou School is exquisite, but after seeing this, it is clear that the fire in Zhuge Qing's palm is not a Qimen magic.

“No matter what kind of magic it is, occupy his lucky position first and force him to the unlucky position first!” The two men looked at each other, separated to the left and right, and rushed towards Zhuge Qing, first occupying Gui water and then Bing fire.

Zhuge Qing was not afraid of the two people's movements at all, and the dark blue flame in his hand floated away lightly.

"True Fire—Samadhi!"

"It's just a flame. Look, I'm going to put it out for you with water!" The sorcerer who had seized the Guishui had water surging in his hands, and a spiral torrent rushed towards the real fire.

The collision of water and fire would have caused a scene of steam rising, but the ghost fire simply ignored the spiral water columns and rushed straight towards the two men.

True Fire Samadhi uses the soul as fuel. Once it touches a person's soul, it will burn more and more vigorously.

Ugh!
The pain of the soul was more brutal and cruel than that of the body. The two men were in so much pain that they rolled madly on the ground, trying to use the soil to cut off the oxygen and put out the flames. However, no matter how they struggled, it was in vain.

"You rude lunatics, all of you stay here together!" Zhuge Qing continued to light up the three treasures, and the True Fire Samadhi became more and more arrogant.

Whoosh!

The surging phantom fire was reflected in Wang Bing's pupils, and the few remaining elves on his body huddled inside his body and trembled.

There is absolutely no mistake, this is not ordinary fire, this fire is used to target the soul!
The natural enemy of sorcerers, the real fire used to burn spirits!
"Something's wrong..." Wang Bing said in a deep voice, and the overwhelming feeling of nausea came over him again.

This is a familiar scene. Why does it seem like I have encountered it somewhere before?

vomit!?

The two people standing by didn't care about their young master's abnormality at all. They just stared straight ahead with concentration, their bodies tense and their legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"I've heard that the Zhuge family tried every possible means to study a family secret. It seems that the rumor is true. They really figured it out!" Wang Yi gritted his teeth. He had no way to deal with the "Samadhi" that would definitely bring disaster to himself if he got involved.

He was about to pull out his cell phone to call for support when he felt someone push him hard from behind.

"Since you have been given the surname by our family, you should devote yourself to our cause until your death." Wang Bing said, and turned around and ran behind him, "Stop him!"

"You!" Wang Yi glared behind him angrily and found that he and another person were pushed out. When he turned around again, they collided head-on with Youhuo.

"You damned little bastard, you're going to die a horrible death!"

An angry curse came from the True Fire, and then there was no sound at all.

Zhuge Qing stared at the figure who turned around and tried to escape, and stomped his feet hard, "Want to leave?"

The strange situation appeared and quickly extended out. Two large circular holes suddenly appeared in front of Wang Bing as he fled. Two wooden stakes emerged from them and hit him head-on. Boom!
Wang Bing crossed his arms in front of him to withstand the impact, but his body was shaken and he took several steps back.

"Eight Gates Moving." Zhuge Qing crossed his arms in front of his chest and muttered in a low voice.

Wang Bing's eyes were red with anger, and he stared at the man in front of him fiercely, "You bunch of beasts, why don't you stop him for me!"

Swish swish!
Three ghostly figures rushed out rapidly and crashed into the ghost fire.

"Using spirits to resist real fire is no different from throwing dry wood into a fire. This little thief is a little out of his mind." Zhuge Liang said with a smile.

Sure enough, the ghost fire burned more and more vigorously, spreading to Wang Bing's feet and instantly enveloping him.

Zhuge Qing looked intently and saw something unexpected happening: Wang Bing's soul was burning much more vigorously than that of the other four.

"Grandfather, what is this?"

"It's a small matter. Some of the magic he practiced brought side effects, and the yin and yang in his body were unbalanced." Zhuge Liang replied.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
Wang Bing roared in pain, and in the hazy vision blocked by the phantom fire, he finally saw clearly the identity of the spirit floating in the air.

"Half-step Immortal, if I eat this Half-step Immortal, I will be...invincible..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Grandpa, save me...save me..."

He stumbled and fell into the bushes with flames all over his body. He finally climbed out of the mud pit and saw a pair of flip-flops with brown cloth straps in front of him.

"Why are you here again?" Yan Huan frowned slightly, looking down at Wang Bing who was engulfed in fire.

"You are... this face!? Ugh~"

The sudden fear made Wang Bing feel nauseous and vomiting. The spiritual and psychological discomfort worked together to make him feel worse than death.

"So, what's going on here?" Yan Huan asked. He was just about to visit the Tianshi Mansion at night to look for spirits, but he didn't want to see the soul fires rising in the mountains, so he came over to find out.

Zhuge Qing was about to explain the whole story, but was interrupted by the old ancestor who spoke first.

"Mr. Shuijing, these five people are all Quan Xing!"

"What Quan Xing, this isn't Wang..." Before Yan Huan finished his words, he looked up at Kong Ming floating in the air, a meaningful smile revealed on his face.

"No! I am... my king..." Wang Bing opened his mouth to speak, but before he could reveal his identity, Yan Huan kicked a mouthful of dirt into his mouth.

"It's Quan Xing." Yan Huan understood what he meant. Wu Hou's plan was now clear to him.

"Huh?" Zhuge Qing looked at the ancestor, then turned to look at Yan Huan. After thinking about it, he seemed to have figured it out.

The people in Wuhou Sect are great sorcerers with a thousand-year heritage. They can tell the identity of the visitor by counting with their fingers. In order to continue hiding, the other party must find a false identity in advance to dispel suspicion. There is no doubt that this identity is more suitable and convenient than the lustful "Quan Xing".

But the most crucial point is this: as long as the other party says "We are the whole nature", then the other party is truly "the whole nature".

Because the way to join "Quanxing" is very simple, as long as you shout "I am Quanxing", you can be considered as joining. No matter it is "Quanxing" itself or a famous and upright sect, they will recognize this identity.

"Then the situation in the mountains has changed. No one knows that this is the heir of the Wang family. These five people have become real Quan Xing criminals."

"And the attitude of the alien world towards Quan Xing is surprisingly consistent..."

Zhuge Qing suddenly raised his head and looked up at his ancestor in the sky.

"Just by saying one sentence, he put a knife that was reasonable and in line with the rules of the aliens on the other party's neck."

Zhuge Kongming, floating in the air, folded his sleeves with his hands, looking calm and composed.

He yawned nonchalantly, and then said to Yan Huan: "Liang calculated with his fingers, this guy will have a lot of hatred with Mr. Shui Jing in the future. Today, I just stripped him of one layer of his identity. As for how to deal with it, it's up to you."

"This is to save the Wuhou faction some trouble. Liang is sincere and has no intention of killing someone with a borrowed knife. As for whether to take over, it depends on Mr. Shuijing's plan."

Yan Huan looked up and said, "If what you said is a conspiracy by the great strategist Zhuge Kongming, then I am powerless to deal with it."

"But today we just happened to eliminate all 76 people from the mountain, so adding these five might not be a bad idea."

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "Mr. Shuijing has done what he did today, so the company has become the biggest witness."

After Zhuge Liang finished speaking, he threw Zhuge Qing's cell phone over, which contained a recorded video.

As for whether the video is real or fake, the company naturally has a way to determine.

"You didn't plan all this, did you?" Yan Huan glanced up into the air and forwarded the video to his mobile phone for later use.

"Mr. Shuijing, you are overpraising me. How can Liang have such ability?"

Ok?
During the conversation, Zhuge Liang felt his soul twitching downwards for a moment. Following the force, he saw Wang Jiang, who was in the dark fire, raising his hands high, performing the "Confine the Soul and Send the General" technique with great difficulty.

Yan Huan and Zhuge Qing frowned together. This guy really still had evil intentions.

How doting must the old villain Wang Ai be to raise such an ignorant heir.

"Since this is a gift carefully arranged by Wu Hou, I will accept it."

Yan Huan brushed away the dark fire on Wang Bing and put his five fingers on his face.

"You stubborn fellow, I gave you one chance before, but you still act recklessly..."

Then I will turn you into a dog and train you well!
(End of this chapter)