No one expected it.
Cheng Yaojin, who was an extremely powerful warrior, was unable to fight the evil ghost for even one round before being directly possessed by it.
"Master Cheng!" Wu Shigui was so frightened that he trembled all over. "Don't you have the magic given by the Immortal King?"
Just now, his eldest son was possessed by the evil spirit and was devoured bit by bit.
"Dad!" Cheng Yaojin's son Cheng Chumo also shouted from behind, "Didn't you say it would be three hundred rounds?"
"Hahaha, don't panic, my son." Cheng Yaojin laughed a few times, but then shuddered violently.
Waves of biting cold kept coming from behind me.
It also seems to be accompanied by a strong sense of coldness.
However, Cheng Yaojin's qi and blood cultivation is far superior to Wu Yuanqing and others.
At this time, the energy and blood in the body were stimulated, and the frozen body was actually forced to move again.
"Look at me, I'm going to crush you!"
He jumped up suddenly and slammed his back hard into the ground.
However, this did not help at all.
Instead, he hit himself and it hurt.
"This evil ghost can't even be attacked by swords and axes, and can't be knocked down. No wonder warriors like us are helpless." He shuddered again and could only mutter, "Forget it, forget it. The evil ghost is indeed invincible."
Don’t be fooled by Cheng Yaojin’s reckless behavior just now.
But he just wanted to try out what it was like for a warrior to deal with an evil spirit.
After all, it is impossible for everyone to have the magic bestowed by the immortal.
And the results came out quickly.
Invincible! His strength was already top-notch in the world, and he thought he could still fight a little, but in the end, the methods of a warrior were completely useless against a ghost, and he couldn't even break free in this situation. Without the help of the Immortal Lord, he could only watch helplessly as the evil ghost sucked his blood and qi bit by bit until he died.
It was indeed a catastrophe for the world.
"Hey!" Cheng Yaojin put his tongue on the tip of his tongue and shouted, "Look at the magic I, the Immortal King, will give you!"
In an instant, the golden mark on the back of his hand suddenly glowed, and complex patterns emerged in circles.
This magical scene made everyone open their eyes wide.
The young Wu Zetian was staring at it intently.
Is this the magic bestowed by the Immortal Lord? Under this light, the evil ghost on Cheng Yaojin's back suddenly let out a shrill scream and instinctively wanted to escape, but in the next moment, a series of lavender chains emerged from the pattern on the back of Cheng Yaojin's hand, flying and completely locking the struggling evil ghost, so that even if it turned into black mist, it could not escape.
It was dragged into the back of his hand little by little.
After being completely immersed.
Suddenly, black mist came out of Cheng Yaojin's entire arm, and it even twisted as if it was deformed.
Even Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry of pain.
"Daddy!" Cheng Chumo couldn't help but run over.
But after seeing his father's face clearly, he was startled.
One of Cheng Yaojin's eyes turned blood red, and the center of the pupil emitted a faint green light.
Like the eyes of a ghost.
"Your father is fine." Cheng Yaojin panted, and seemed to have recovered, but his face was full of excitement, "I see, so this is the magic bestowed by the Immortal Lord."
He raised his right hand and slapped the ground.
Lines of frost appeared visibly with the naked eye.
The cold was even more biting than before.
Obviously.
Cheng Yaojin has become a true ghost rider.
Not only can he control ghosts to fight, but he can also attach the power of ghosts to himself, possessing all kinds of magical powers.
However, the cost is also obvious.
Cheng Yaojin suddenly felt a little dizzy.
The evil ghost had just sucked away a lot of his blood and energy. Now that the evil ghost was sealed in his body, he needed blood and energy to nourish it all the time.
At this moment, he thought about it and sealed the evil ghost back. The black fog and bloodshot eyes also faded away like the tide, and then he sat on the ground and gasped.
"Dad, are you okay?" Cheng Chumo couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel like you've lost weight?"
"Hu, hu, I told you it's okay. This evil ghost is really powerful. It feels more powerful than your mother." Cheng Yaojin spoke nonsense unscrupulously, and he was obviously very excited.
He could already clearly feel the ghost's presence.
The magic bestowed by this immortal king is truly miraculous.
Cheng Chumo's face was filled with black lines, but he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Dad, can you really control that ghost just now?"
Not only him, but everyone else as well.
"How could it be false?" Cheng Yaojin raised his hand.
In an instant, a small ball of black mist emerged from the back of the hand, and the hideous face of an evil ghost appeared from it, emitting a hair-raising howl that scared the people so much that they retreated one after another.
But Cheng Chumo was not scared away, instead his face was full of envy.
This method is really cool.
Who has this thing.
He must be the most domineering person among all the noble children in the whole Chang'an City, especially when he shows off his skills in a fight, anyone would be scared to death.
"Cheng, Lord Cheng, you'd better take this evil ghost away quickly." Wu Shigui finally had the courage to come over at this time. Looking at the evil ghost, he couldn't help but look gloomy.
"It turned out to be General Wu." Cheng Yaojin looked at Wu Shigui and approached him with a smile on his face. "The evil ghost has been subdued, why does General Wu still have such an expression?"
"Although the evil spirit has been eliminated, my two sons are still alive." Wu Shigui had a sad face.
"So that's how it is." Cheng Yaojin suddenly realized and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The daughter of the Wu family was protected by the tablet of the immortal, but she had two sons who died. Even if his family had a bunch of sons, they would not be able to withstand the cruelty of this evil ghost.
The world has finally been stable for a few years, but is about to face major changes again.
"General Wu, please accept my condolences." Cheng Yaojin patted Wu Shigui's shoulder and sighed.
"Thank you, Lord Cheng, for your help." Wu Shigui was also somewhat moved. He felt that Cheng Yaojin might not be as the rumors in the court said.
"Nothing, nothing. The Immortal King gave me the magic to catch ghosts." Cheng Yaojin looked righteous and moved closer. "However, Governor Wu, you should be patient and don't worry too much. There is still a chance for this incense business if you work hard. If you really have no strength, I have a prescription here. It will be useful. Listen carefully. I won't tell anyone else."
Wu Shigui's face turned red and then pale, he was completely stunned.
But in the end.
Still he did not interrupt Cheng Yaojin from talking about the "prescription list".
The people around Cheng Chumo all covered their faces and turned their heads away.
The young Wu Zetian naturally could not understand what the adults said. She held the wooden sign tightly in her arms, looking up at the fairy palace in the distance that was still emitting soft light. Vaguely, she seemed to see two figures in front of the fairy palace.
He couldn't help but stretch out his little hand and rub his eyes.
But looking again, it seemed like nothing was there.
(End of this chapter)
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