Soul-conjuring!
Li Muchen narrowed his eyes and looked at the bowl of Tibetan Gongbu.
It was a complete refined skull.
Some sects secretly taught in Tibetan areas, as well as Western undead sects, all like to refine this kind of magic weapon.
The skull is indeed the closest place to the human soul.
A powerful mage will use this magic weapon to communicate with human souls.
It can also gather souls and this is often used as an evil spell.
For example, now, the souls left by the dogs that have died in this dog farm are gathered together.
These dogs usually die miserably.
They fully trust their masters and fight bravely for their masters. Even if they suffer severe injuries, they never retreat.
But once they are seriously injured, most dog owners will give up on them, like throwing away a used plaster.
Some dogs died on the spot, while others were discarded in the warehouse of the dog farm and died slowly.
Or be killed by the butcher with a knife and exchanged their flesh for the last little value.
Therefore, the souls of these dogs are filled with resentment.
Such a vengeful spirit is the favorite of soul-summoners.
"Soul-conjuring!"
The old man around Chen Wenxue changed his face.
"Third Young Master, run away!"
He took Chen Wenxue's hand, jumped up, jumped over the sofa, and ran towards the door.
Two dog souls blocked their way.
The old man shook one arm, his internal strength was released, and the true energy in his palm gushed out, and the air was shocked and sounded.
The dog soul blocking the road was forced to float away by this palm, and even the figure became much dimmed and almost dissipated.
Seeing that he reached the door, the old man stopped and only protected Chen Wenxue behind him.
Chen Wenxue's scalp was exploding because, when he saw that there were dense shadows of dogs outside the door.
These dogs were extremely ugly due to their serious injuries, and they all grinned at this moment.
The whimper of dogs sounded deep in his mind.
The sound seemed to come from hell.
"How many dogs have died in this place?"
The old man who had always been calm and elegant couldn't help but swear and pulled Chen Wenxue back.
No matter how good his martial arts are, he can't deal with so many evil things.
These things cannot be killed, and they can only rely on the true yang energy in the body to disperse the yin energy.
There are more than ten items that can be dealt with, but there are hundreds or thousands of them.
If he was the only one, he might be able to escape.
But it is almost impossible to protect Chen Wenxue.
"Capture the thief and capture the king!"
This is the best way he can think of, and it is the only way at present.
There are not many Yin dogs summoned into the room. As long as you rush over and knock down the spellcaster, these Yin dogs will naturally disperse.
The old man is very confident in his martial arts.
He does have such ability.
He pulled Chen Wenxue to Li Muchen, "Mr. Li, please take care of my young master. "
After saying that, he rose into the air and scattered two dog souls in the air. When he landed, he had already arrived in front of Kampot.
Kampot was not in a hurry, and made a strange handprint with one hand, and knocked the fingers of the other hand on the skull.
The bones actually made a crisp sound like metal, buzzing and echoing, as if they heard the sound of a bell in the distance.
People's minds fluttered.
A door opened with endless darkness inside.
Many gray shadows floated out of the darkness, making sharp, uncomfortable whistles.
After careful identification, those shadows turned out to be human faces.
The phantom shuttled through, and a gust of cold wind blew in the room.
No one has seen such a scene before, and everyone was so scared that their faces were pale.
Chen Wenxue sighed and said, "It's over. Now I'm really over. I originally expected to borrow this time and show my face at home. Now I can't even save my life. Uncle Gu..."
He shouted to the old man, "Uncle Gu, please leave quickly, don't worry about me, go back and tell my mother, just say that I am unfilial and I can't give her a face. "
"I, Gu Yanzhou, are you a person who is afraid of death!" The old man said, "Young master, don't be afraid. These dogs are not physical. They can only erode the soul and will not hurt your body. You use the breathing method I have taught you to calm your mind. As long as you have mindfulness and masculinity, they will not hurt you for a while. "
After hearing what he said, Chen Wenxue woke up from his dream and quickly stood up, split his legs slightly, held his chest and pulled his back, and posed in a standing position.
He also pulled Li Muchen, "You can do it with me, maybe it will be useful, pay attention to my breathing. "
Li Muchen knew very well that doing so was completely futile.
But this young master is a kind-hearted person. At this time, he can still think of others.
Gu Yanzhou's face was solemn, his feet were walking with gossip steps, and his palms kept intertwining.
The clothes on his body swelled without wind, staring at the floating phantoms and the Kampot in the middle of the phantom.
Suddenly, a human face opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and rushed towards Gu Yanzhou.
Gu Yanzhou exerted force with his palm, released his internal strength and slapped his face with one palm.
He slapped the man's face back and he was still biting his teeth in the air.
Another face pounced on him.
Gu Yanzhou slapped out another palm.
This face was also taken back.
Gu Yanzhou took a step forward and tried to take this opportunity to enter the Phantom and attack Gongbu.
However, at this moment, a strange cry sounded, and groups of people rushed towards Gu Yanzhou.
Gu Yanzhou patted left and right to block the phantom outside to prevent them from directly rushing to the face or chest.
With more and more grimaces, Gu Yanzhou's face became more and more serious, and his body movements gradually became slower.
He knew very well that if this continued, his internal strength would inevitably be swallowed by these human faces when he was exhausted.
These things will eat his soul, and then he will become a mummy.
The only way is to explode the true energy, instantly detonate the power of a Jiazi, kill a way out, and take down Kampot, and these resentful spirits will be destroyed without attacking.
Of course, the consequences of doing this will cause him to disperse all his strength and become a useless person from then on, or it may become a serious matter, and his tendons and veins may be broken and dying.
"Young Master, I can no longer follow you. If I can go out, please tell me that I, Gu Yanzhou, will repay the kindness of the Chen family in the next life. "
After saying that, he waved his arms suddenly, slapped his palms hard, forcing the grimace in front of him back.
Suddenly my body swelled, and my clothes seemed to be wrapped in a blower.
Although Chen Wenxue didn't know what was going on, he realized that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Gu, don't!"
Just rush up.
Suddenly, one hand was placed on his shoulder and grabbed him.
Chen Wenxue turned around, "Mr. Li, what are you doing?"
Li Muchen shook his head and said, "Don't get close, it will kill people. "
"But Uncle Gu…" Chen Wenxue looked anxious.
"Let me do it. "
Li Muchen gently patted his shoulder and walked forward.
Chen Wenxue opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out loud, just staring blankly.
Li Muchen didn't walk fast.
"Looking for death!" Zhou Lijun saw him coming, with a ferocious face and shouted, "Master Gongbu, kill this man first!"
A dog's resentment stopped Li Muchen.
It whimpered, making a low roar.
But it didn't move forward, as if it was afraid of something.
Kampot said a few words in a silence and knocked on the skull magic tool.
Several more dogs appeared and surrounded Li Muchen.
Li Muchen was still calm and walked forward step by step.
Everyone was sweating for him.
"Mu Chen!"
Ma Shan rushed up and protected Li Muchen.
His forehead was sweating, and when faced with these things, people who could fight again didn't know what to do.
But he never retreated.
At worst, you can fight hard, and you will die with your brothers.
Li Muchen stopped and smiled at him: "Brother Ma Shan, go back, I can handle it. "
Seeing that Li Muchen was so confident, Ma Shan nodded.
But instead of retreating, he stood there and watched nervously.
Once the brother is in danger, he will rush up without hesitation.
Li Muchen continued to walk forward.
The dog souls still surrounded him, but they always kept a distance and dared not attack, as if there was something in him that scared them.
Walk to Gu Yanzhou.
Li Muchen gently patted him.
Gu Yanzhou was circulating his true energy and had reached the limit of his self-destruction.
When Li Muchen slapped, his body felt like a ball of breathlessness.
"Old gentleman, go back and take care of your young master, leave it to me. "