True Immortal of the Netherworld

"Six, five, four, three..." Every time Qingyan Monk recited a number silently, it was like an invisible heavy hammer falling on his chest on time, giving him a strong feeling of suffocation.

Nervous, nervous, nervous.

The woman from the Southern Territory opposite seemed to understand Qingyan Monk's situation. The corner of her mouth turned up in an arc, which seemed to be proud, contemptuous, and ambiguous.

Qingyan Monk's scalp was numb, and he was beating a drum in his heart: "When a woman smiles, she will use a bone-eliminating steel knife."

At this moment, the figure of the woman from the Southern Territory blurred and turned into a green shadow and disappeared from the place.

The next moment, a green shadow flashed a foot in front of Qingyan Monk, revealing the graceful figure of a woman from the Southern Territory.

"Ding dong." The silver jewelry on the neck of the Southern Region woman made a clear and audible sound.

This is the first time Qingyan Monk has been so "close" to a female donor. He is much taller than the Southern Territory woman. He even smelled the fragrance of the southern woman's hair, like green smoked grass. He could also clearly see a delicate butterfly-shaped hair button in the woman's bun. It was a flower-picking silver butterfly, flying freely with its wings seemingly spread but not spread out, intoxicated by the fragrance of the flowers.

Qingyan Monk shouted in his heart: "Give me one more breath!"

"Snapped!"

With a not-so-violent sound, the Southern Region woman's right palm slapped Qingyan Monk's left chest.

Qingyan Monk's previous spell caused his clothes to explode. At this moment, his upper body was naked, and his bronze skin was smooth and shiny. And one of the woman's jade hands just hit his left chest, which was as strong as a hill.

At this moment, the word "one" that Qingyan Monk was silently counting in his heart came.

"With such a close distance, I only need one punch." Thinking in his mind, the meridians all over Qingyan Monk's body started to move suddenly.

But just before Qingyan Monk recovered, a green light flashed on the palm of the Southern Region woman's hand that was pressed against Qingyan Monk's heart. A cluster of hair-thin green light suddenly appeared, penetrated directly through Qingyan Monk's skin and muscles, and penetrated without leaving a trace of scar on the surface. It directly entangled Qingyan Monk's heart veins.

Qingyan Monk's body, which was just about to recover his soul power, collapsed instantly. He only felt as if his whole body was entangled with countless soft seaweeds. He was unable to escape and his movements were restricted, but he would not be entangled and died immediately. He forced his body to activate, but his blood vessels and meridians were all locked up, and he was like a wooden man who would not obey his orders. If his physical body hadn't been trained to be extremely strong and he could barely stand, he would have collapsed to the ground.

The sky doesn't respond, the earth doesn't respond, and Qingyan Monk is so anxious that he breaks out into a sweat.

The corners of the southern region woman's mouth that succeeded became slightly more curved, like a seaweed, swaying with the waves and dancing in the waves.

"Monk Qingyan, you have already been hit by my Wood Spirit Mind-Wrapping Curse, so don't waste your efforts. Your body is really strong. Most people will faint immediately if they are hit by my spell."

Qingyan Monk originally wanted to curse loudly, but he couldn't hold it in until his face turned red and his neck was thick. Maybe it was because he didn't know how to curse at all, so he only managed two words from his mouth: "Witch!"

Qingyan Monk knew that he was defeated this time, completely defeated by the Southern Region woman in front of him. Monk Qingyan couldn't express his suffering, and he sighed in his heart. I, Monk Qingyan, converted to Buddhism and my six roots are pure. Today, I was treated like this by this witch. I am so ashamed. There is nothing wrong with what Mr. Yan Buddha said. Women are the most difficult to deal with, especially beautiful women.

"Great monk, what are you afraid of? I said I would lend your life, but I didn't mean to take your life. Do you think I will eat you?" The woman from the Southern Territory said, making a face, and then continued: "It's steamed Eat it? Or cook it?"

"Witch, Qingyan Monk fell into your hands today. If you want to kill or chop me into pieces, please do as you please." Qingyan Monk mustered up his strength and said loudly.

At this moment, in the open space next to the two of them, there was an unknown ghost flag inserted into the ground. The golden ghost runes on the surface of the ghost flag were flowing continuously.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of black mist spewed out from the ghost flag, and the mist faded, revealing an ordinary-looking Zhang Sanlai wearing a gray robe and with small eyes like soybeans.

When the woman from the Southern Territory saw this, she immediately said respectfully: "Master."

Zhang San nodded and said: "Duanmu Ling, your performance today did not disappoint me, and you did not deserve the freedom I gave you. I didn't expect that I haven't called you out for a long time, and your skills have improved again. It seems that I will also want to tried."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." the woman from the Southern Territory said.

"Who are you?" Qingyan Monk saw Zhang San and immediately asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I will become your master right away, control your life, and you will become one of my ghost slaves. If you perform well enough, I will treat Duanmu Ling like this , giving you the freedom of independent consciousness. Otherwise, you can only be a body controlled by me, and you will become a scapegoat at any time. "

When Monk Qingyan heard this, his scalp suddenly became numb. He suddenly thought of a person, a legendary ghost figure.

Qingyan Monk looked at the unattractive Zhang San and said with disbelief: "Evil cultivator! You are ranked third on the list of evil cultivators. It is said that no one has seen your true face as the "Thousand-faced Ghost"."

Zhang San was noncommittal. He made a move with one hand, and the ghost flag appeared in his hand. Then he said: "Those who have seen my ghost banner have only two possibilities. One is to die, and the other is to become my ghost slave, but the choice is only in my hands." Zhang San changed his tone and affirmed: "I I want to turn you into my ghost slave.”

"Ghost slave?" Qingyan Monk was surprised when he heard this, and then he quickly looked at the woman from the Southern Territory opposite. This Southern Region woman does not look ghostly from head to toe, and her body and consciousness are obviously her own. If she were not an enemy, she would be a very eye-catching woman. How could she be a ghost slave? "

Seeing Qingyan Monk looking at her with horrified and surprised eyes, the woman from the Southern Territory smiled slightly, and then explained: "The ghost flag in the owner's hand is a ghostly Xuantian spiritual treasure. Legend has it that it comes from the distant underworld. This ghost The name of the banner is "Seven Evil Ghost Banners". It can accommodate the souls of seven people, which means that up to seven people can be included in it at the same time. However, the seven souls in the ghost banner have their own masters and subordinates. The most powerful one will become the master, and the other six will become slaves, that is, ghost slaves. As the master, he can control the remaining six at will, occupying their souls and controlling the physical body. And consciousness, of course, can also determine their life and death. In addition, the master can also give the ghost slaves a certain degree of freedom and let them act with their own consciousness. Once the remaining six souls surpass the strongest one one day, there is no chance. One can counterattack and become the master, and the original master will become a ghost slave. However, since I was absorbed by the master ten years ago, none of the souls can challenge the master's status. Including me."

"She's right. This is what I have in my hand. This Seven Evil Ghost Flag is magical and heaven-defying. However, being the owner of the Ghost Flag is not always a benefit. Everything in this world has pros and cons. . As the owner of this Seven Demons Ghost Flag, my own soul will be merged with the Ghost Flag. Because of this, this Ghost Flag was previously called an untouchable and taboo object. The soul is bound to a cold ghost weapon. If the ghost banner is destroyed, the soul will disappear and there will never be reincarnation. Qingyan Monk, you are about to become one of the Seven Evil Ghost Banners. Quan knows this.”

After saying this, Zhang San unfolded the ghost flag in his hand, and a large piece of dark ghost energy spurted out again. A vortex was thrown from the ghost flag, and the Qingyan monk and the woman from the southern region were sucked into it.

"Feel my kindest soul, welcome to join Qisha Ghost Banner." Zhang San said to himself. Then there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "Senior brother, I have found a new partner for you, so that you will not be lonely."

At this moment, Zhang San suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction, and then said expressionlessly: "Are there people again? Judging from the part of Qingyan Monk's memory that was just read, the visitors are probably Qingyan Monk's two junior brothers. . Qingyan Monk, I need to train you a lot before I can give you a certain degree of freedom. Now, I can only fully occupy your body."

After finishing his words, Zhang San opened his mouth, and the dark ghost flag gradually became smaller, swallowed by it and disappeared from his mouth, entering the Zifu space.

The next moment, a dark ghost mist emerged from Zhang San's body, and the ghost mist subsided. Zhang San was missing, but there was a "Qingyan Monk."

The "Qingyan Monk" under Zhang San's complete control stretched his arms and said to himself: "It looks pretty good, very strong."

Then, Qingyan Monk deliberately found a hillside with higher terrain and a conspicuous location. He looked around and saw no other movement. He patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand. In the yellow light, a brand new apricot-colored Buddhist robe appeared outside his body. Then he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to breathe.

Sure enough, after a while, two figures appeared under the corner of the hillside. One is tall and the other is short, both wearing the same apricot-colored Buddhist robes. The tall one, with two very eye-catching red eyebrows on the brow bone, holds a purple gold bowl in one hand. The short one has the face of a boy and a delicate Buddha bell on his waist. They were the two junior disciples of Qingyan Monk, the other two of the "Three Sons of Vajra" in the Golden Buddha Temple, Huomeduo and Jintongzi.

"Where is Senior Brother Qingyan!" Huomoutuo said immediately when he saw Qingyan Monk sitting cross-legged on a high place.

"It looks like a fierce fight just broke out nearby. Let's go over and check on Senior Brother Qingyan." said the golden boy on the side.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them flew towards the "Qingyan Monk".

"Senior Brother Qingyan."

"Senior Brother Qingyan."

Huomoutuo and Golden Boy said in unison.

"Qingyan Monk" heard this, collected his skills, stood up, and responded quickly: "Two junior brothers, you have been waiting for a long time."

Although the three brothers were separated for only two days, they became very close after meeting each other. Huomoutuo held Qingyan Monk's hand and said: "Senior Brother Qingyan, after we received your message, we rushed all the way here. We noticed a fierce battle taking place here halfway. Judging from the strong earth shaking, senior brother must be a psychic. "Baizhang Rock Buddha".

The golden boy on the side asked with concern: "Brother, channeling the "Baizhang Rock Buddha" will consume your life force. How good is your situation? What kind of opponent can force you to use your strongest combat power? , must be a troublesome person, where is he? "

As he spoke, the golden boy looked around and put one hand on the Buddha bell on his waist.

"Let the two junior brothers worry, I'm fine." As he said that, "Qingyan Monk" leaned forward slightly, with a look of pain on his face, and spit out a mouthful of blood.