That great wizard Ju Yan was cunning and suspicious by nature, he naturally did not believe that little brat could do anything to his tribe. Therefore, when he saw that the other party only sent out a kid who was still wet behind his ears, he had a few more thoughts in his mind.
"Those few people from the Central Plains are not willing to accept the challenge, so why did they send out a mortal junior?"
Great wizard Ju Yan thought to himself, "Could it be that they think they can't win this round, so they sent someone to die? But looking at that black gourd, it seems to have some ability, but I don't know if it's just a strong appearance but weak inside. That person from the Central Plains is cunning, I need to be on guard for a while. "
Ju Yan opened his mouth and said to a dark, skinny and tall wizard behind him, "Qie Dong, you go up and take this round!"
That dark and skinny wizard, wearing a fur robe and a sticky hat, revealed a trace of viciousness in his eyes. Looking at Yuan Tong who was already standing in the court, he muttered in the Hu language, "Great wizard, if I kill this brat, please bestow his head to me." Great wizard Ju Yan laughed and pretended to be magnanimous, "Qie Dong, if you win, all the things of the enemy will be your spoils of war."
The Magus named Qiu Dong thanked Ju Yan and leaped up with a bone staff in hand.
Seeing that both sides had gone up to the court, the Yiqu King's brows furrowed slightly. He knew that Yuan Tong, the youth surnamed Zhu. The last time Zhu Da Hao brought this son to the Yiqu King's banquet, it was only a year ago. The Yiqu King remembered it clearly, that youth was just a little brat, with the arrogance of a person from the Central Plains, other than looking down on the Yiqu Country's War Hounds nobles, he did not have any other ability.
"Could it be that this wizard from the Central Plains has no ability? Otherwise, why would they send this brat up? " The Yiqu King was a little worried, if Chen Ang and the rest only had the ability to talk, then his plan would become a joke!
That Yiqu King coughed, a noble beside him immediately understood the meaning of the sound and came out to dissuade, "Four guests from the Central Plains, this competition in front of the king is not like your Central Plains, it is only a matter of time, it is a junior seeking guidance. Our Yiqu Tribe has always respected warriors, we are not afraid of life and death, even when competing in front of the king, it is hard to avoid a life and death struggle. The person you sent is still a child. Shouldn't you send an adult instead … "
While the Yiqu King was looking for a way out, Grand Magus Quyan was naturally unwilling. He gave Qiu Dong a look, and the dark and skinny Magus Qiu Dong immediately raised his bone staff and said loudly, "Since we're on the stage, it's a fight to the death. There's no reason to change people at the last minute!"
After saying that, he let out a great growl, grabbed a handful of magic medicines from the sheepskin bag on his back with his left hand, threw them out, and spurted out a stream of green flame from his mouth, igniting the powdered magic medicines. A tongue of flame started burning, darting towards Yuan Tong's face like a poisonous snake. At the same time, Qian Jue raised his heavy bone staff and smashed it towards Yuan Tong. Judging from the momentum of the head of the staff, Qian Jue seemed to be able to break a person's neck.
After all, Yuan Tong didn't have any experience in fights of magical powers. At first, he was startled and didn't have time to react. He immediately revealed his fear and revealed a big flaw. Only then did Qian Jue raised his staff and took the opportunity to strike.
That faint poisonous fire had just touched within three feet of Yuan Tong when it triggered a reaction from the black bottle gourd on his head. The mouth of the bottle gourd spat out a gust of black fog, and with just a turn, it kept the poisonous fire. Qian Jue's bone staff smashed towards Yuan Tong's vital points but was also blocked by the black fog. A dense and tough wall of air formed under his hand, causing the force on the bone staff to feel like it was hitting empty air.
Qian Jue felt a tightness in his chest, unable to breathe, his face instantly turned pale.
Luckily Yuan Tong still remembered Chen Ang's instructions. His body shrank back and at the same time shouted, "Baby, please turn around!"
The mouth of the bottle gourd tilted downwards. Qian Jue vaguely heard from the bottle gourd, an echo saying, "Baby, please turn around! Please turn around! Turn around! Body … "Immediately he felt a gust of Qi was sucked away by the bottle gourd. His consciousness instantly became blurry, unable to distinguish left and right. He only remembered that one sentence, please turn around. In his muddleheadedness, his soul was sucked away by someone. Qian Jue's body twisted and turned towards the great wizard Quyan.
Yuan Tong said in shock, "So that's how it's used? This magical treasure of the celestial family is indeed mysterious. I thought that the bottle gourd would turn and spit out a ray of sword light to take that guy's head off! "
Then he called out to the bottle gourd, "Baby, please kill!"
"Please kill! Kill! Human! " The echoing voice came from the mouth of the bottle gourd. If one looked carefully, one could faintly see that on the stomach of the black bottle gourd, there was actually a small crescent moon. No matter where the voice traveled to, not only did Qian Jue, a few sorcerers and warriors in that direction felt their heads sink, becoming muddleheaded, not knowing what to do.
Qian Jue roared, his eyes bloodshot. His body swelled up several times. Almost risking his life force and burning his potential, he struck forward with his staff, smashing the head of a shocked sorcerer in front of the great wizard Quyan into his chest. Just as the great wizard Quyan wanted to smack Qian Jue to death, he suddenly felt a chill at the back of his head. There was a strong sound of wind passing into his ears. He hurriedly changed his direction and lay on the ground. A curved blade whistled past the back of the great wizard Quyan's head.
It was a War Hounds warrior. His eyes were bloodshot, and he held two blades in his hands, slashing and killing.
That warrior was obviously a powerful character. Chen Ang saw a few nobles on the Yiqu King's side, and they all couldn't help but exclaim a name. In just a blink of an eye, that warrior had already chopped off seven to eight heads at the head of the row. He was leading the other crazy guards, slashing in all directions like a madman. There were some who had killed the people around them and were killing towards the Yiqu King's side. There were also some who were killing towards Chen Ang's side.
The great wizard Quyan brought quite a number of guards with him. There were eight to nine sorcerers and four to five nobles. In that instant, those guards all went crazy! Even among the sorcerers, there were a few who had lower cultivation levels. On the other hand, the nobles had a trace of luck. None of them had their souls taken away. However, they were not lucky. The ones who died the fastest were the few nobles.
When the King of Yiqu saw the blood splattered on the Deer Terrace Pavilion, he felt a little pleased. But when he saw Yuan Tong's blank expression, he reflexively turned to look at his bad master — Wukong, who had taken out a peach from somewhere and was squatting there, nibbling on it while watching the show. The gourd on Yuan Tong's head immediately turned over.
The slaves and nobles fled in all directions in the direction the gourd was heading in.
The Yiqu King hurriedly shouted, "Little Immortal, quickly retract your magical power!"
Monkey King moved closer to Chen Ang and asked in a low voice, "Master, what magical power did you cast on Yuan Tong? Every time he calls out 'treasure', I panic." Chen Ang said with a smile, "It's an unorthodox Dharma spell called Soul Capture. I added a forbidden spell on him that prevents the soul from being captured. That black gourd was refined from a breath of fiendish wind transformed from a tiger demon. It was born to be able to control ghosts. When I cast the spell, I could borrow the wind to call out one's name and extract one soul and three spirits from the body, throwing them into the gourd and turning them into ghosts. As for the body outside the gourd, it would also be controlled by others. "
"This unorthodox technique can only deal with third-rate people who have yet to go through the three disasters and have yet to enter the immortal records. It can't compare to another technique that can cause one's name to fall from a horse and make it difficult for Golden Immortals to guard against it."
Monkey King asked in puzzlement, "Master, doesn't that technique of calling out the person's name and form require one to call out the person's real name? Even that soul-capturing technique requires the person to respond and absorb that voice's aura before it can be used? This Yuan Tong doesn't call out the person's name and doesn't require the person to respond. He only calls out 'treasure', 'treasure', so how can he restrain the person's soul? "
Chen Ang said with a smile, "This is your master's magical power. That black gourd doesn't need to borrow the name and sound to absorb that strand of aura. As long as he breathes through his nose and mouth, the black gourd can absorb his true aura and summon the soul to be captured."
While the master and disciple were discussing the magical power, other than the foreign monk transformed from the Great Momentum sitting at the side and the ghosts whose souls were absorbed by the gourd treating him as non-existent, everyone else was killed! Even that great shaman Ju Yan, after killing two guards, was shocked by these people's fearless madness. He quickly retreated and escaped out of the door.
King Yiqu who was above exclaimed in shock. Yuan Tong hugged the gourd and panicked, shouting, "Treasure! Treasure! "But none of the ghosts were willing to respond, unable to stop them from killing.
It was Chen Ang who couldn't bear it and didn't want all the guests and the host to die every time he attended a banquet.
He then reminded, "This magical power is tied to a single thought. Yuan Tong, if your thoughts are not clear, how can the gourd respond to you? And the technique of calling out the person's name and form is the most taboo. If you want to control those ghosts, you need to speak with some sincerity and sincerity. Shouting like this, even ghosts won't be fooled! "
Yuan Tong received his master's guidance and understood. He calmed himself down and called out to the ghosts, "Treasure, please stop!"
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