Chapter 615 No Need to Listen to the Announcement
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe was startled, and the little ghosts around him opened their eyes and looked around, but no matter how they looked, it was an impenetrable and hopeless situation.
The Immortal Jin Ting ascended into the void, stepping on strings of mantra power. He said, "Don't struggle. This is a web woven into the void. No matter how powerful you are, you will have nowhere to escape."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe hadn't even made a move, and he was already imprisoned. Confused, he asked, "Great Immortal, why are you doing this? You've saved me, so even if there was a misunderstanding, you can still come to resolve it. Even if you have a request, I won't refuse. Why are you setting up a formation to capture me?"
Jin Ting Daxian was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "You are a ghost hero, and you value friendship and loyalty. But I have a mission and cannot disobey you. I am so sorry."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was immediately startled. He looked at the Immortal Jin Ting and asked, "Whose order is this?"
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "It is naturally the order of the Five-Power God."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe looked grim and said, "I train for Lord Yama. Although I'm not one of his men, I still have some ties to him. Aren't you afraid of Lord Yama's blame for Wutong Shen attacking me?"
The Great Immortal Jin Ting slowly tightened the silk thread, and the whole world changed in the eyes of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, as if the void was tilting towards him, and infinite mantra power flowed to his low point.
"You can't really be under Lord Yan's command. You're not in charge of the army. You're just training them. Even if someone else were to take over, it wouldn't matter. But this time I'm not looking for you because of you, but because of your son."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe suddenly realized and said, "You have taken a fancy to my little boy!"
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "Indeed. We are impressed by the identity of the King of Linchuan and want to give him a great opportunity. So, there is no need for you to struggle. After I plant the Yuebei Soul-stealing Curse in you, you can continue to train your soldiers. If you struggle, you will inevitably suffer."
How could the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe not struggle? Although he didn't know what the Yuebei Soul-stealing Curse was, he knew from the name that it was definitely not a good thing.
His huge body immediately swelled up, forcibly stretching out the web around him, but the little ghost on his body became extremely small and escaped through the gap.
As soon as they escaped, these little ghosts immediately shuttled through the void and turned into dark shadows to kill the Immortal Jin Ting.
Dozens of little ghosts either pounced on the shadow of the Great Immortal Jin Ting, or spewed out invisible disease, or turned into countless plague insects flying in the void, attacking the Great Immortal Jin Ting with disaster and evil energy.
The Immortal Jin Ting rolled up his snow-white sleeves and stretched out his hand to draw a circle in the air.
It was as round as the bright moon, but it exuded a dark blood color.
The Dharma image of the Moon!
The little ghosts were illuminated by the dark moon and crawled on the ground involuntarily. They were pulled by the evil star Yue Bei and fell into it and disappeared.
The cocoon wrapped around the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe continued to expand, and endless poisonous and epidemic gases expanded through the silk strings, brewing an extremely terrifying murderous intent.
Just a slight touch can cause a terrible poisonous plague to erupt that kills ghosts and gods.
The voice of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe echoed muffledly within the cocoon. It was clear that the little ghost was frightened by Yue Bei, and his mind was also hurt by Yue Bei. However, his voice sounded dull as he said, "Great Immortal Jin Ting, I may not be your opponent. It won't be that easy for you to capture me."
The silk strings transformed by the cursed power changed color, showing signs of being corroded.
Jin Ting Daxian was indeed in a difficult situation.
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe is proficient in poisons and epidemics. Gong Mengbi may have a way to counter it, but the great immortal Jin Ting does not.
But it doesn't matter.
Jin Ting Daxian laughed and said, "It's a small price, I can still afford it."
The Immortal Jin Ting raised the moon phase instrument, revealing the dark side of the moon, the star Bo Xu. The majestic water vapor of the Yellow Spring seemed to become silent. A dark moon fell from the sky, like a giant mouth of the abyss that eats everything, swallowing the ghost king of the Juliu tribe into it.
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe kept struggling, and a strange and terrifying poison was emitted, but in the end it was suppressed by the evil star Yuebei.
A strange green color appeared on Jin Ting Daxian's face, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a waxy yellow. He exuded a strong sense of illness, like a patient who had been bedridden for a long time, with a stale smell.
He coughed, held the moon phase instrument, and began to subdue the ghost king of the Juliu tribe in the void.
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was trapped in the dark moon, and the fierce curse power suppressed him. Under the command of the Great Immortal Jin Ting, sharp cones formed by the curse power pierced into the body of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe.
The Ghost King of the Juliu Tribe cried out in pain until all twelve sharp spikes pierced into his body and infinite curse power formed a curse seal in his body. Only then did his expression gradually change and he stopped resisting.
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe was frightened by Yue Bo and surrendered to Yue Bo's soul-stealing curse. Only then did the great immortal Jin Ting spit him out from the Dark Moon.
Dozens of little ghosts were also vomited out.
These little ghosts attached themselves to the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe again, but the way they looked at the Great Immortal Jin Ting was more awe-inspiring and intimate than the way they looked at the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe.
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "Go back and continue to be your leader."
There was only sorrow on the face of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe. He was controlled by Yue Bo, and his life and death were not in his hands. He could not resist Yue Bo's magical powers, and he had to obey the orders of the Immortal Jin Ting involuntarily.
The Immortal Jin Ting just watched him go away quietly, coughed lightly, and his figure disappeared in the water vapor of the Yellow Spring.
"Are you hurt?"
When the Immortal Jin Ting returned to Shangfang Mountain to report, King Tonghui could tell at a glance that his aura had changed.
Jin Ting Daxian waved his hand and said, "The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe is a fourth-grade Ghost King after all, and he has been a fourth-grade Ghost King longer than I have. It is normal for him to suffer minor injuries. Although he is injured, I have planted a secret spell in his body. His life and death are in my hands, so he can only stand with us."
King Tonghui smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Subduing the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe is much more useful than killing him."
Jin Ting Daxian coughed twice again, and his illness became worse.
King Tonghui said, "Go and recuperate quickly. Don't damage your foundation."
Jin Ting Daxian took a breath, his face pale, and said, "Please ask for leave from my godmother for me."
King Tonghui said, "Don't worry, you have made great contributions, and your mother will not disapprove."
The Great Immortal Jin Ting went into his mansion on Shangfang Mountain, closed the door, and began to recuperate.
The poisonous and plague-infected aura left on him by the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe lingered in the mansion, causing the serving gods to flee in panic.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting was seriously injured, and he would not need to go to the Holy Mother Jizhituo to listen to the sermon in the short term.
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