Chapter 481: Waste

Xu Yi was so dazzled and stared, "Why did you reach the peak of the soul, the pinnacle, so brief?"
The ghost master said coldly, "After passing through the small overcast, the old man in this world has never heard of anyone arriving, but the strongest in this world are just the demon Junchi, King Jiang Bai, Fan Moyu, Zhan Tianzi, Dao Yan, and so on. They are all in the middle of the soul, most of them went to the middle of the soul ten years ago, and those who have successfully passed through the Xiaoyin robbery have never heard of it. "
"In this way, you have to decompose the essence of the soul to the peak of the soul. The deity is intentional and weak."
"It's so good, it's so secretive. If it weren't for the enlightened master, where would one go to hear it?"
Xu Yi solemnly held his fists and said, "I don't know how this situation is happening now, but I also ask the Lord to enlighten me."
Although the three souls and seven souls are mysterious, Xu Yi is more concerned about his current weird situation.
His words were straightforward, and the ghost's expression was immediately embarrassed. "You have lived in this state for hundreds of years and have never heard of it. You can ask something else."
"I want to know how the ghost emperor's complaints are formed?"
How did Xu Yi not understand the mind of the ghost master, this anxious to walk into the dead end himself.
The ghost master glanced at him and said coldly, "The ghost emperor's possession is reborn, but the person who chooses the right party is dead. The seven souls have not yet disappeared. After using the secret method, the ghost can pull the seven souls, so it can be like an ordinary person. Generally survive and practice. Because after all, it is not your own body, the ghost can sense the seven souls by the secret method, but the seven souls cannot sense the ghosts, and the rich evil spirit cannot be liquefied. In the end, the dead souls are formed. In other words, the seven souls are hidden by the resentment. The body is dead. "
"No matter how many bodies the ghost emperor changes, no matter how he cultivates, at the final checkpoint, he always bears resentment, and when he is disheartened, he laments the injustice of the heavens. Even after ten rebirths, what's the benefit, the final resentment is difficult to resolve , Soul disappears. "
The ghost master said a long time, Xu Yi only firmly grasped one point: because the body and soul are not the same master, the seven souls and the ghosts are not the same, the seven souls vibrate, can not sense the ghosts, and eventually become complaints.
Xu Yi was convinced that he was the same as the ghost emperor, and for this reason, he finally formed a resentment.
But according to the situation of the ghost emperor, the seven souls were concealed by the stillbirth, and the body had lost the chakras and entered a state of death. How could he be alive, except that he had no vitality and no evil spirits.
Xu Yi couldn't figure it out, but he faintly felt that it was related to the gray sun in his own sea. He just condensed, the sun exploded, and no less than just seven light spots were blown out. Finally, these seven light spots, Squeezing each other, and finally forming a complaint, the seven light spots, I am afraid, is the seven souls, but how can the seven souls form a sun, hovering in the air and sea?
Xu Yi's brain was messed up, but he still had no clue.
The ghost master said coldly, "It's God's kindness to you to form a grievance and not die. What else do you want? No, you ca n’t afford to consume it. If you have any questions, come here quickly. If your deity knows, There must be endless words, if there is no doubt, let's stop there. "
The ghost master was too lazy to care about how Xu Yi caused this situation. He only knew the talent in front of him and discarded it. He just wanted to make this person's heart swear and leave.
"Is there a rescue?"
Xu Yi asked blurtly, and regretted it after asking. If the ghost master knew, the ghost emperor would not need to be reincarnated for ten years.
Sure enough, the ghost master laughed in the sky, "It's a fetish and a fetish, but it's a killer and abandon it. How can there be salvation? Instead, you can give your baby as much as possible to this deity, and this deity can make a strong oath to protect your life ! "
"Go to your uncle, I haven't died yet, you want to be buried and get out of here!"
Xu Yi was furious.
After a lot of hard work, I was thinking of taking the practice to the next level. Unexpectedly, I became a wasteman. My heart was depressed, so angry that Xu Yi was going crazy. The ghost master was rushing to ask for treasure, and suddenly Xu Yi was angry. Ignite.
"If you don't give it, why not get angry?"
The ghost master found an inexplicable thrill and confronted Xu Yi. He had always been jumped by the three dead corpses. This time, the situation was finally reversed.
However, light words have the upper hand. How can he dispel the hatred of the ghost master, he suddenly thought of the clever use of waste. The talents, the ancestors of the soulful period, are all lost under your hands. How can you regret that you have survived such a natural disaster? "
Xu Yi was so disheartened that he didn't bother to fight with him, took out the prepared static fire bottle, aimed at the shrinking fist-sized fire bird, and was about to lift the bottle cap printed with the gossip character. The Jinghuo bottle fell straight into his hands, but when he peeled off the bottle stopper, an inexplicable suction appeared, and the firebird with large fists shook his wings, successfully broke off the ground, turned into a flame, and flew into the bottle.
With a snapping sound, the stopper squeezed into the mouth of the bottle.
The ghost master laughed, "I haven't asked for this still fire bottle for months of searching. I didn't expect to find it at you today, but I didn't let it go to waste."
The goblin fire was discovered a few months ago by the ghost master, but there was no way to collect it for a while, and the baby in costume, so it was used to lure Xu Yi.
Waiting for Xu Yi to come and kill him, let alone let Xu Yi take away the fire of Goblin.
Unexpectedly, he had a sudden change of life, and he couldn't hold Xu Yi, so that most of the goblin fire students consumed.
The only thing that gave him a little comfort was that the surname Xu's greed was so full that he wanted to take away the pot, but in the end he completed his master.
"Old man, what do you mean?"
Xu Yi thought, a mourning stick, Xuehe Qi started.
The ghost master sneered, "This deity has worked so hard for a long time, and a bottle of goblin fire is set, isn't it?"
Indeed, he didn't want Xu Yi, but Xu Yi didn't want to hurt him, not to mention that Xu Yi had become a futile at the moment. Even before, his ghost's body was erratic, and there was no shadow. At this moment, Xu Yi formed a resentment, without any ability, the ghost master naturally did not fear.
As for the video ball recording the secret of the Emperor's Mausoleum, after he tried to answer Xu Yi's doubts, Xu Yi vowed that his master is not afraid of Xu Yi going back.
I swear, no, this little thief has become a resentment, and I ca n’t improve for life. Where can I encounter a demon, what use is it to him, god, I ...
At this point, the ghost master was almost frightened, his eyes full of vicious eyes staring at Xu Yi, and he threw it away, and the static fire bottle went towards Xu Yi. Then, a scream of a terrible noise was heard, and the surrounding rocks were all powdery and cracked.
"What a pity, how dare you be worse than me?"
Xu Yi snapped weakly, and stowed the static fire bottle into the Xumi ring.
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