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At this time, a strange and erratic sound suddenly sounded in the hall.

The faces of all the people changed in surprise, and they all looked around.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, let the poor Taoist find you out!"

An old Taoist in a gray robe looked angry and raised his hand to make a formula to cast a spell.

Ok?

Uh-huh?

hmmmm?

After trying for a while, the old Taoist couldn't help but his face turned ashen, and he exclaimed: "No, it seems that the poor Taoist's mana has been imprisoned?"

"No way? I'll try."

After he said so, others hurriedly tested

"It's broken, I can't use my internal energy anymore!"

"What the hell? Why can't the spells be cast?"

"The sky and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law"

"Pinefruit Jackfruit"

For a while, all kinds of cursing and incantations were heard endlessly.

Zhiqiu is also trying, including the ground escape technique, but there is no effect at all.

It's not that the power has disappeared, it's just that it was imprisoned by a strange power and couldn't be used.

The same is true for those in the martial arts, their internal power is also imprisoned in their bodies.

In this way, the group of people lost their greatest advantage.

Without magic power and internal strength, they become similar to ordinary people, at most they are stronger than ordinary people.

Wasn't it even more hopeless now that he couldn't rush out with spells?

"It must be witchcraft, this must be ancient witchcraft!"

An old man seemed to have realized something, and couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

"Well, there are also problems with these stone pillars. According to the poor, it should be a combination of prohibition and witchcraft, which imprisoned my mana."

"Hehe, you guys still know a little bit"

The strange voice from before echoed in the hall again.

But this time, someone finally locked the source of the sound. Maybe it was because of the intention of the other party.

"there!"

An old monk pointed to the ancient altar.

"Bastard, watch me hack you to death!"

A tall and burly man rushed towards the altar with a ghost-headed sword in his hand.

Although the internal strength is not available, from the perspective of aura, this man is obviously a type of horizontal training. He is practicing outsider kung fu, and the influence is relatively small.

"call!"

Hand up, knife down!

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, when the blade fell halfway, an invisible force surged in, shaking the big man so much that his mouth sprayed blood mist, and his body flew out like a projectile

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

With a cold snort, the ancient altar was slowly opened, and a figure appeared on the altar.

"vomit"

Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, several old Jianghu's stomachs were churning at the moment, and they couldn't help spitting out some wine and meat that they ate at night

It would be better if it was some kind of demon or ghost, after all, there are many people present who can subdue demons and catch ghosts.

The point is that this person looks really disgusting.

Without an inch of clothing, without a piece of good flesh on the whole body, bones, maggots, meridians, tendons, etc., are presented in front of everyone without any obstruction.

"The villain kowtows to the lord!"

Just when the crowd was stunned, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, knelt down to the strange man, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Lu Shiwa, are you crazy?"

People who knew this guy couldn't help being surprised.

"Hehe, well done!"

"It's a villain's honor to be able to serve the lord."

Upon hearing this question and answer, the people present suddenly came to their senses.

It's not difficult to guess, it must be this guy who took the thief as his father and deliberately spread false news in the rivers and lakes, attracting so many people to come to hunt for treasure.

"I killed you bastard!"

Finally someone couldn't bear it, rushed up angrily, and aimed at Lu Shiwa to punch and kick.

Then more people rushed forward.

"Lord Help"

Lu Shiwa couldn't stand the beating, so she could only call for help.

Unexpectedly, the lord he was calling looked like he was enjoying the show, he didn't do anything at all, and he didn't even shout to stop.

It didn't take long for the guy to be beaten to a bloody mess by the angry crowd, and he died appropriately.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't want such a dog, it's going to die anyway."

The figure on the altar smiled coldly.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

Someone couldn't help but rushed to the altar.

"boom!"

As a result, he was bounced away by an invisible force before he could reach it.

"Don't struggle in vain, everyone must have a lot of doubts in their hearts, then I will let you die to understand, so as not to linger on your resentment after death

First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Lin Ping, the owner of Zhengqi Villa back then! "

Hearing this, the people present couldn't help being surprised.

It turned out to be this guy?

"Of course, Lin Ping is not my real name. You must have heard some legends in the world and know some of my real origin.

For generations, we have guarded the tomb of a dead person for more than 2000 years. Why?

Since childhood, our family disciples have been indoctrinated with the idea of ​​being loyal to the tomb owner and the family, and made a poisonous oath not to betray them for the rest of our lives.

However, I am not reconciled to such a fate, and I am not reconciled to living in the shadows for the rest of my life."

This guy seemed to hold back for too long, or maybe he was a little proud, and he talked about his experience in public.

Although the process is different from the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the general result is similar.

In short, he escaped from the family smoothly and stole many secret books from the family. After that, he changed his face and established the Zhengqi Villa, claiming to be a master of the world.

"I never thought that those old guys would come to the door in the end and blood-wash Zhengqi Villa in accordance with the clan rules.

For me, the cruelest punishment was imposed. You may imagine, when you are alive, what would it feel like to cut your flesh with a knife?

You can't get dizzy, you can't move, you can only watch."

When he said this, boundless hatred and murderous intent flashed in Lin Ping's eyes.

After pausing for a moment, he smiled triumphantly and said, "However, these old fellows never imagined that I have already practiced an ancient witchcraft that has been lost for many years, and I have already made complete preparations.

As long as there is a trace of soul left, I will be able to reunite my soul and return to the world through a special method, and I will become even stronger.

Now the time is almost ripe. Your skills, mana, and souls will all become sacrifices for this secret art, so that I can seize the good fortune of the world, achieve the supreme magical power, and rule the world, hahaha! "

Satisfied and arrogant laughter echoed in the hall.

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, a discordant laughter echoed in the hall.

"Ok?"

Lin Ping frowned, and followed the sound with his eyes.

It was Gu Ming who laughed.

From the very beginning, he kept a low profile, didn't do anything, and didn't say much.

But he has been secretly looking for a solution.

The internal power and mana of the people present were all imprisoned, but he was hardly affected.

If there is, it is not because of the tactics arranged by the other party, but because of the evil atmosphere that permeates here.

"A mere wandering soul wandering in the realms of Yin and Yang, who gave you the courage to talk about going all over the world?

Your reliance is nothing more than the arrangement of the organs here. If you don't rely on these organs, you are nothing but a waste who dare not see the light of day. "

"Bold!"

Lin Ping was so angry that his voice changed, he raised his hand, and out of thin air a ghost claw covered Gu Ming's head and grabbed it.

"Brother Gu, be careful!"

Although Zhiqiu couldn't cast spells, he subconsciously slashed at Ghost Claw with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ming did not panic, and yelled out a word: "Break!"

"boom!"

The ghost claw really scattered in response.

With a thought, Biluo appeared in his hand, and he swiped a hair in the void: "Puxie!"

The two shining golden characters swept away like magic weapons, which surprised Lin Ping: "How could it be?"

However, the surprise was the surprise, and his hands were not idle. He quickly pinched the formula with his left hand, and chanted a mantra, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in a black mist, blocking Gu Ming's attack.

"Huh? This brother's spells are not banned?"

"What kind of trick is this?"

Everyone in the field was quite surprised.

However, Lin Ping was a disciple of an ancient family after all, so he secretly guessed, and blurted out: "Could it be a Confucian technique?"

Gu Ming replied lazily, and said to the crowd: "Everyone concentrate, to break this guy's evil formation, we must all work together."

"The problem is that we can't apply the law, what should we do?"

"Yes"

"Hmph, go to hell!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Lin Ping didn't bother to think about it any more, formed a seal with his hands, and began to mutter the mantra.

With the sound of the incantation, wisps of black mist suddenly filled the hall and enveloped everyone.

"Not good, everyone calm down!"

"This guy is pumping our power"

"It's over"

Lin Ping spent so much thought, and the purpose of carefully arranging this place is to extract the strength and soul of a group of people.

With so many people in the rivers and lakes, how huge will the combined power be?

If this guy really succeeds, even if he only digests a small part, he might really become a generation of great devil kings.