I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Qu Yin appeared in time, and summoned rattan with the wood system Taoism to bring back the tightly bound one who was kicked away.

After the three cultivators easily subdued him, Jiang Yeming started the interrogation.

"Well, you three, why did you murder Taiqing Menzhuo and his party?"

The three sober practitioners looked at each other and kept silent in a tacit understanding.

It is too naive to keep silent and be fine. Jiang Yeming originally wanted to use some violent means to make the three of them submit, but then remembered that there is also a farm elder, Qu Yinzai. I wonder if he is suitable for this kind of thing?
"Old Qu, can you make them speak?"

"This," Qu Yin hesitated, thinking that he was completely on Jiang Yeming's side, and he was afraid of a hammer, so he simply replied: "We have some disciples who don't follow the rules in the past, and this punishment is handed out by several elders in turn, and I happen to know how to do it."

Having said this, Qu Yin's face turned a little green, and the words that followed were a little scary.

"The secret technique of punishment that I am best at is called 'Growing Grass'. In this world, grass is the most tenacious of vitality. As the saying goes, wild fires are endless, and spring breeze blows to regenerate them. But if grass is inserted into the body of a living person, it will be a moment and a lifetime, and you will suffer for a lifetime."

Damn, Jiang Yeming has goosebumps all over his body, thinking about this kind of crude punishment makes him feel horrible and disgusting.

He immediately observed the three cultivators, but he didn't expect the three cultivators to still deal with it calmly.

Now Qu Yin felt that his face was being damaged, and he no longer had the slightest scruples, so he took out a handful of grass seeds and a handful of hollow silver needles.

"These are the tools used for the secret technique of planting grass. The grass seeds are evergreens. The special spiritual grass cultivated by our farm has a certain ability to survive in various environments. It can be said that it will not necessarily die if you die. The hollow silver needle is the magic weapon used by Chinese herbs. Each grass seed is a grass seed, and each of you can plant at least a thousand or eight hundred."

Even with such a threat, the three cultivators still looked contemptuous, and they didn't take Qu Yin seriously.

It is said that the clay bodhisattva also has a three-point fire nature, and honest people can't bear too much stimulation.

Qu Yin exploded!

Go straight to the three.

Jiang Yeming turned around involuntarily, it's better not to watch this kind of scene.

During the planting process, at first, the three cultivators still had an attitude of dragging the sky and the earth, but one third of the time, one of them suddenly distorted his face and opened his mouth to shout:
"Please stop, I'll wait until the physical body is occupied and the soul is suppressed in the body, save us. Oh, don't stab it, that ghost thing has supernatural powers, we are the ones who hurt you when you plant grass in your body."

Qu Yin stopped in astonishment, and turned to look at Jiang Yeming.

Turning around, Jiang Yeming suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt a little weird, that is, what is it that can control the body of a cultivator and suppress his soul?
Ordinary ghosts are basically impossible, and the strength of the three cultivators can be completely ignored. Jiang Yeming couldn't help but feel vigilant, and sent out his spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings.

The surrounding area was empty, and it seemed that there was no threat. Jiang Yeming, who was about to withdraw his consciousness, suddenly remembered the method of reducing the frequency of his consciousness that he had mastered when he was practicing the secret technique of plant communication.

He lowered the frequency of his consciousness a little, and suddenly a strange scene appeared.

A large group of virtual shadows lurks in the grass outside the fire, seemingly ready to rush in at any time.

On the other side of the three cultivators, they saw a strange virtual creature wrapped around each of them.

It's a bad thing, I don't know if I entered the monster's lair.

Jiang Yeming hurried forward two steps, put his hand on Qu Yin's shoulder, and said at the same time: "Old Qu, these people are really hard-spoken, but Taiqing Menzhuo and his party are not related to us, and even have some hatred, why don't we let the three of them go."

Qu Yin was dumbfounded, they all got a third of the needles, similar to hedgehogs, but you said you would let them go, isn't this just asking for trouble for yourself?
But soon, Jiang Yeming pressed hard on his shoulder, which aroused Qu Yin's alertness. Qu Yin, who had lived to this age, immediately tasted the true meaning of Jiang Yeming's words, "Dangerous!"

Immediately, Qu Ying, who was about to escape, responded, "That's right, let them go." At the same time, she lowered her voice and asked, "Are you going to run away?"

"You fly to the sky and wait. I'll try to see if I can deal with it. If not, let's chat right away."

After Jiang Yeming finished speaking, the two acted immediately.

Qu Ying took a step forward, pretending to take out the needle, and suddenly took out the magic weapon and rushed to the sky.

At the same time, Jiang Ye clearly showed his true body, with three heads and eight arms, and each arm was performing a secret soul technique.

"Soul Splitting Sting"

"Yinfire Bomb"

"Black Profound Water"

"Imperial Curse"

"Destroyer Ball"

"The Absolute Yin Cleaving Knife"

"Magic world"

"Ecstasy"

These eight soul techniques have main attack and trap enemies, but they are all aimed at the soul. Jiang Yeming used them all in one go just in case.

Immediately, the entire water swamp was shrouded in a black cloud, and black water, red fire, and green light exploded from it from time to time.

Qu Yin nervously swallowed his saliva at high altitude, wondering if Jiang Yeming could survive. If such a strong thigh died, he even considered whether to hide and live for the rest of his life.

While he waited anxiously, the black clouds gradually dispersed, and the whole green grass and water swamp changed drastically.

The green grass had completely disappeared, black ash was everywhere, and green bubbles were constantly churning in the water, which seemed to be highly corrosive and toxic.

What about Jiang Yeming?Qu Yin looked over.

Be good, Jiang Yeming, who has three heads and eight arms, is fighting countless phantom monsters.

Qu Yin asked tremblingly, "Xiao Jiang, should we run away?"

"No, I thought how powerful it is. My Dharma Body can deal with it. Today I will show you how powerful my Dharma Body is."

Jiang Yeming responded excitedly, he is really happy, he has cultivated the real body of Faxiang for so long, and has never had a chance to use it, and today he can finally enjoy himself.

The three-headed and eight-armed illusory dharma giant he turned into punched into the phantom monster, and he just killed seven in and seven out with his powerful attack.

This is not enough, the three-headed and eight-armed method is not only to increase the fighting power of the eight arms, but more importantly, to transform the mind into three, which is equivalent to the three-fold increase of the soul in a short period of time.

Jiang Yeming didn't expect that his three-headed and eight-armed Dharma Body would have such a great effect. On a whim, he cast the soul method: "Soul Swallows Heaven and Earth"

The soul method cast by these three times the soul immediately produced a qualitative change. The "Soul Swallowing Heaven and Earth" that was originally only an intermediate soul method instantly became the ultimate soul method. Three huge mouths opened, and all the world's matter was sucked into the mouth.

At this moment, a humanoid figure appeared in the distance, sighing in his mouth: "It's really different, maybe our hope can be in him." He paused, and uttered strange words from his mouth, ordering the virtual soul in the distant water swamp.

"Stop, we admit defeat, we surrender, you can ask anything, and the treasure here will also be given to you."

The repeated shouts of a cultivator stopped Jiang Yeming's real body.