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Chapter 552: Soul Control

On the man's body, dense white insects kept coming and going from the other party's skull, causing everyone to feel chills.

"Get out of here, run..."

This scene came too suddenly, and no one was paying attention to Xiao Yu's Taoist weapon, and he ran towards the foot of the mountain wildly.

The rotten boneworm moved by itself, and Xiao Yu was also a little surprised because these insects were controlled by the insect king, and the insect king was on the tree next to him.

At this time, Xiao Yu saw the bamboo tube next to the corpse, hurriedly stepped forward and picked it up and looked at it. Only then did he know why the Insect King took action.

"Hmph, I actually want to attack me, I'm really seeking death."

Xiao Yu looked at the white corpse on the ground and said coldly.

Although the yellow-clothed Taoist did not escape, he was also a little afraid, so he walked a little farther away. Now seeing that Xiao Yu was not afraid of grass tide, his face was condensed.

"Is this your bug?"

The yellow-clothed Taoist looked at Xiao Yu and said with a displeasure.

"It's mine, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yu waved his hand to the other party and said, "If these insects weren't there, I would have been attacked by him. Do you think it's better for me to let him take anesthetics or let him lie down?"

The bamboo tube was indeed an anesthesia needle. This kind of thing was originally supposed to appear in martial arts films, but now it is used here.

Seeing Xiao Yu admitting that the yellow Taoist was a little surprised, I looked at the insects and said, "The Taoist weapon is powerful. It can not only hold dead objects, but also live objects. It really surprised me."

At this time, in addition to the yellow Taoist, there were two foreign priests. They were also shocked at this time, with an unconcealed look of greed in their eyes.

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the yellow-clothed Taoist, then laughed and said, "The things are good, but you can't take them away today. I wanted to put you a code, but you know too much."

After hearing Xiao Yu's words, the yellow-clothed Taoist's expression changed slightly, and he turned around and retreated to the mountain. But as soon as he turned around, the abacus ghost general and the palace-dressed woman suddenly appeared behind him.

"you…".

The abacus ghost general smiled and shook the abacus in his hand. The sound of slapping and slapping was like millions of beads colliding at the same time, which made the old man in yellow look horrified.

The moment the old man in yellow turned around, the woman in the palace dress gently slapped the old man in yellow on the chest, and took the other person back five or six steps.

And in an instant, Xiao Yu's body moved and appeared behind the old man in yellow, then punched the other person, rushing forward to the yellow Taoist, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The two consecutive attacks were just lightning flashes. The old man in yellow had only one cultivation level. Before he could perform it, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Xiao Yu and the ghost general, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

When any foreign priest saw this scene, he did not stop and hurriedly fled to the bottom of the mountain. However, Xiao Yu would not give him this shot. With one hand, Wu Xuan Ghost King flashed out.

Two foreign priests, as soon as they walked out a few dozen meters, stopped somewhere. Then Wu Xuan flashed and appeared beside them, with his hands in claws, pressing on their heads, and even his soul was taken back by him.

Seeing Wu Xuan appear, the yellow-clothed Taoist realized that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. He quickly turned around and said, "Xiao Yu, let me go, I know I'm wrong. I won't be an enemy of you, please let me go."

The Ghost King appeared, and his powerful aura had already scared the two ghost generals of the old man in yellow back to him. Now the three of them looked frightened, and they stood timidly and did not dare to speak loudly.

"Let you go. When you were going to take my Taoist weapon before, would you want to let me go?"

Xiao Yu stood there with a smile on his face, then with a move, the insect king flew out of the bush and landed on his fingers.

"You are a lot of lord, I dare not. I am blinded by lard. Please let me go... Let me go, I will listen to you in everything."

The old man in yellow looked at the red-haired Wu Xuan beside Xiao Yu, and thought that he was about to be trapped, his strong fear made him stutter.

It has to be said that an outer disciple of an alliance can cultivate to the third level of Guyi. It must be said that it has taken a lot of effort, so in the face of life and death, he is even more afraid of death, and his hopes are vanished.

"There are many experts around me now. What do you think is worth following me?" Xiao Yu looked at the old man in yellow and asked with a smile.

"I can catch ghosts, look at photos, do odd jobs, do everything. Don't let me die. I don't want to die, please."

The old man in yellow said, then knelt on the ground with a bang, but the two ghost generals beside him were unmoved and stood there with a calm look on their faces.

"Little master, although this old man is weak, he is not bad to come to visit the house guard. I know the soul control technique. As long as I have a curse and as long as he dares to rebel, I will immediately let his soul go to pieces."

The ghost king Wu Xuan was beside him, with a deed of aspiration to win.

"Soul Control? What impact does it have on him?"

"There is no effect, it is something hidden deep in the soul. As long as he has no external heart, the soul silk will be of no use to him."

The Ghost King explained respectfully to Xiao Yu.

After hearing this, Xiao Bu nodded, then looked at the old man in yellow and said, "Old Taoist, what do you think?"

"I…".

The old Taoist wanted to speak but stopped. He was at least the third floor of the valley. Now he was going to be controlled by the Ghost King. This was simply an insult to him. But if he disagreed now, perhaps what he was waiting for him was to draw souls.

"I do, I do, I do, follow the Taoist priest."

After a while, the old Taoist in yellow immediately said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but nodded. This old Taoist is also aware of the current affairs. If he disagreed, he could only kill him on the spot. Who told him to know too much?

"You are very smart. If you follow me, I won't let you suffer a loss, but you have to remember that I don't like betrayal. If you betray me, you already know the consequences, so I don't need to say anything."

Xiao Yu was very satisfied with the decision made by the old man in yellow and reminded the other party again.

"I know, I will definitely not do anything to the Taoist priest."

"Hmph, don't call the Taoist priest in the future, you must call the young master. You are the young master's servant, you must know your identity."

As soon as the old man in yellow finished speaking, Wu Xuan snorted coldly. Then a trace of black air flew out from Wu Xuan's eyebrows and turned into a rune the size of a fingernail, which directly entered the mind of the old man in yellow.

"Get up." Xiao Yu saw that the other party was controlled and raised his hand to greet him.

"Yes, young master..."

Xiao Yu didn't object to this title. He just wanted to have multiple people around him, so he couldn't take them home. If Xiao Xue knew about it, he would be really going to have a conflict.

The scene on the mountain made the person who was busy running like a mountain without notice, but the two foreign priests were taken out by Xiao Yu and turned into ashes directly into ashes, and disappeared from the sun.

Looking at the pile of white bone powder, Xiao Yu had no sympathy on his face. He lifted the lanterns on the ground and began to walk down the mountain.

A group of Taoists stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the flames ignited on the mountain, and began to whisper.
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