Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Chapter 1004

'boom! ’

With Wensheng's disappearance, the already dark corridor instantly became even more sinister and terrifying.

'Hiss.'

The vines that were originally wrapped around both sides have turned into venomous snakes that spit out their tongues.

The stone path they stood on was filled with countless bones.

The pungent toxic gas, mixed with highly corrosive blood mist, gradually filled the narrow space.

"Woo-woo!"

One after another, ghostly faces, accompanied by howls, relentlessly ravaged the souls of those trapped inside the banner.

At the end, Wen Teng and the Black Miao elders, entangled by poisonous vines and giant pythons, were just cursing Wen Sheng as worse than an animal.

Now, under this attack, with a splitting headache and unbearable pain, it let out even more shrill screams.

"Grandpa!"

"Third Elder!"

Upon hearing this scream, Wen Wanwan, who had already set off, prepared to rush forward to rescue her.

However, once she rushed out, she suddenly discovered that she was completely unable to control her qi.

'bass.'

Just then, the venomous snakes and poisonous vines that had been hovering above and to the sides of her head suddenly pounced on her with lightning speed.

At this critical moment, Xu Shan, with quick reflexes, placed one hand on her shoulder and pulled her back. At the same time, the unsheathed Zhengyang Blade severed the snake's head and the extending vines.

'Sizzle.'

The snake's head and vines, severed from their connection with the mother, transformed into poisonous mist.

So much so that when it settled to the ground, the piles of white bones were quickly dissolved, emitting a corrosive sound and smell.

"I really can't muster any strength!"

"What's happening here?"

“Even if the Red Miao of Coffin Mountain used the Soul-Summoning Banner to lock us inside, it shouldn’t be like this.”

Zhang Liansong, who also couldn't muster any righteous energy, couldn't help but speak up when Xu Shan and his second martial uncle stood behind him.

"What if they use this soul banner to draw the forbidden array from the central area of ​​the Yellow Springs Terrace here?"

"By doing this, we can both use our own strength to counteract the power of this formation and use the taboos of this formation, combined with the Soul-Summoning Banner, to kill us here."

"Thus, power is accumulated for the Soul Banner."

"To prepare for the next step, to pluck the other shore flower without injury, and to accumulate the power of the true soul."

"Hehehe!"

When Chen Dingtian, having figured out the purpose of the other party's method, revealed everything in a way that seemed to have come true, the sinister laughter of Wu Peng and Wu Gu echoed throughout the gloomy corridor.

"As expected of the Demon Suppressor of the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

"I saw the secret at a glance."

"Welcome everyone to the [White Bone Soul-Summoning Banner], one of the three great treasures of Coffin Mountain."

At this point, Wu Peng deliberately paused for a moment, then added, "Without the help of the great shaman Shi Le, the two of us shamans are indeed not strong enough to seize the heavenly fortune and pluck the other shore flower."

“But it’s different now!”

"As long as we refine you while weakening the power of the forbidden array..."

"We are confident that we can get all of this."

"Speaking of which, we should thank Wensheng, the 'warrior' of the younger generation of the Black Miao people."

"If it weren't for that, he would have led you all in..."

"How could we have completed the layout so easily?"

After the witch, who was inside the [White Bone Summoning Banner], finished speaking, everyone heard Wen Sheng's obsequious reply.

"If it weren't for the two wizards' prior planning, I, Wensheng, wouldn't have had this opportunity to perform!"

Upon hearing this, even the heartbroken Wen Teng roared hysterically, "Wen Sheng, you beast!"

"How can you face the Black Miao people and the entire clan who have nurtured you?"

Upon hearing this, Wensheng, now in a state of arrogance, retorted, "Grandpa..."

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

"Of the four surnames and ten clans in the Miao territory, more than half of them respect the Red Miao as the most important."

"Why should we be the lackeys of the imperial court?"

"Didn't you just say that those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts?"

"Once the imperial court takes over Shu Commandery and the Miao territory, what role will we Miao people have left?"

"It's because you're so stubborn!"

"There are more..."

"That bastard surnamed Xu is promoting some kind of Miao people's autonomy."

"I bother."

"Isn't this so-called autonomy still subject to the control of the imperial court?"

"But after today, everything will be different."

"Within the clan, the most prominent elders and elites will all perish."

"And I, as the youngest warrior of the Black Miao, will, with the assistance of the Great Shaman of Coffin Mountain, take up the banner of reviving the Black Miao."

Upon hearing Wen Sheng's words, Wen Wanwan, enraged, said coldly, "Wen Sheng, you really have no shame."

"hehe!"

“Wanwan, what you said really hurts me. But don’t worry. The two wizards have already promised me.”

"They will use the Soul-Summoning Banner to refine your true soul. As for me, I will temper you into a monstrous corpse and keep you by my side forever."

At this point, Wen Sheng roared almost in a hoarse voice, "You dog surnamed Xu, you'll never get your hands on me."

"You are mine, mine alone, Wensheng's."

"Two wizards, it's almost time."

"Hurry up and refine it!"

"I can't wait to see them kneeling down and begging for mercy, looking like they're in unbearable pain."

Upon hearing this, Wu Peng said coldly, "Don't be in a hurry."

"At the fifth hour of the Rooster (5 PM), the soul-refining ritual is performed by the shaman!"

"However, in the meantime, we can first make them feel desperate."

After saying this, Wu Peng and Wu Gu joined forces to unleash a witch's curse.

'boom.'

The next second, another strange change occurred in the eerie and terrifying corridor.

Seeing all this, feeling the ever-expanding living space around me...

Wen Wanwan turned her head slightly and said apologetically, "It was my people and my clansmen who harmed you."

"I will risk my life to break free from this soul banner."

"Haha."

Those who vaguely heard her words burst into shrill laughter.

"Break free?"

"With the forbidden array's blessing, you can't even muster your inner energy, how can you break free?"

"Rely on what? On your looks?"

"Tsk tsk. How can you say that? Have you forgotten? The Black Miao Saintess has an intricate connection with the Great Ming War God."

"What if the Great Ming War God unleashes his fury?"

"The God of War of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Who?"

"Is henchman Xu?"

"Isn't he just sitting there, waiting to die?"

"Hehehe!"

The harsh, malicious laughter and sarcastic remarks reached Xu Shan and the others through the banner.

Upon hearing this, Wen Wanwan looked furious, yet also apologetic as she glanced at the three people beside her.

When he turned his head, he saw Chen Dingtian picking his nose and Zhang Liansong looking relaxed, both of them smiling and staring at Xu Shan beside them.

"Sir, can you tolerate such words?"

"They've really aroused a lot of hatred!"

"Given your usual style, are you going to do something big next?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, not only Wen Wanwan standing to the side, but also Wu Peng, Wu Gu, and Wen Sheng inside the banner, all subconsciously froze in their smiles.

"Look at what you two are saying..."

"What am I?"

"Just an ordinary war god of the Ming Dynasty."

'boom.'