Chapter 9480

Cold sweat, again from the seven old forehead.

He felt his heart beating more and more fiercely, as if he would rush out of his throat at any time.

"Want water? Come in

All of a sudden, a faint voice sounded, different from the old Sang's voice in those houses. This voice was not young, but seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged man.

Seven old in the shadow of the sound of the moment, but no longer afraid, but there is a kind of immortal voice heaven, crying with joy.

Finally, I met a good man!

Seven always thought, in the mouth busy unceasingly thanks, at the same time the body walked into the courtyard.

"Pa!"

A light ring, a trace of light, from the dark side of the light, dim light, the entire courtyard instantly shine.

But if he stood outside the yard now, he would be surprised to find that in the courtyard, it was still pitch black, and his shadow and shadow could not be seen.

The dark night, like a gloomy tombstone, exudes a strong sense of repression, which makes people gasp.

Seven old dry mouth, took the middle-aged man to take the tea, then back into the stomach, warm tea, sweet, let him not help but feel that, although the tea today, ordinary, but absolutely his life, drink the best tea.

"Strange!"

Seven old murmurs a, the vision looked to the middle-aged man.

But found that the middle-aged man's hand, holding a piece of long white cloth, long cloth such as gauze general, breeze blowing, gradually raised a trace of mist.

"Hissing"

all of a sudden, Qi Lao felt suffocated.

He was frightened to find that a middle-aged man's arm did not even have any flesh and blood. The white bone was particularly frightening.

"See?"

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and took the initiative to lift the only bone left arm.

Seven old only felt scalp numbness, a chill, in the heart.

"It's all those people."

The middle-aged man suddenly looked at the house next to him, staring at the flashing lights, as if there was a burst of resentment in his mouth, and growled in a low voice:

"those practitioners who are really in five states of mind are simply demons. For their own cultivation, they completely ignore other people's lives. You shouldn't have gone to them, alas

The middle-aged man said, and suddenly sighed, the words with a trace of strange strange flavor, shook his head, but no longer willing to continue to say, bow his head again busy with their own things.

Seven old at the moment, but there is a kind of choking feeling in the throat, the fear in the heart, let him say a word to the feeling.

"What did they do?"

"Why shouldn't I go to them?"

Qi Lao's voice became hoarse, as if he was repressing something, as if he had been stuck in his neck, trying to speak, but he could only speak in such a tone.

"If you want to live, learn from me. If you can learn and refine this thing, you will still have a chance to live."

The middle-aged man didn't want to explain more, but he raised the white silk in his hand and suggested.

"What is this?"

All the weird, let seven old look at the middle-aged man in the hands of white Ling eyes, also with a trace of fear, he faintly felt that this thing, is not a good thing.

"This is the soul rope, something that can absorb people's resentment." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Shua!"

Seven old head, again like a waterfall, emerged a layer of cold sweat.

"Resentment?"

"Something that can absorb resentment?"

"Why refine this thing? Is it helpful for me to refine this thing?"

Seven old terror uneasy asks a way.

"Want to die or live? If you want to live, don't talk so much nonsense and learn from me. "

The middle-aged man seemed to be annoyed by the old man. His face was twisted and ferocious. He gave him a fierce drink, but he picked up a pile of new materials and refined the ghost rope from the beginning.

Seven old moved dry lips, want to say what, but in the mind, but appeared in the middle-aged man angry look.

In the end, Qi Lao still didn't say anything, but just like the middle-aged man, he picked up a pile of new materials from the side and prepared to learn how to refine the soul rope with the middle-aged man.

That's right!

All the things he met were illusions made by Tang Yu in order to learn how to refine the soul rope.

In Tang Yu's illusion, Qi Lao's ability was limited to the lowest level. He didn't realize that everything he experienced was illusory.

Of course, this is also because, at the beginning of being drawn close to magic, Qi Lao had been scared out of his mind, which made Tang Yu take advantage of it.

Can so lucky let seven old initiative and middle-aged man study, refine the method of ghost rope.This middle-aged man is no other than min Qiu, who has died miserably. However, under Tang Yu's deliberate cover up, Qi Lao doesn't find anything.

In fact, there are many loopholes in Tang Yu's magic.

For example, the thunder and lightning, the rainstorm, and the rooms with lights that can release the breath of the five powerful people.

If Mr. Qi was not so afraid and could be bold enough to rush into the rooms, he would surely find that there was no one in these rooms.

Not only that, if you look at the breath of these powerful people in the five realms, you will find that they absolutely belong to the same person.

With the help of xuanyue's killing ability, Tang Yu got into the illusion.

Otherwise, Tang Yu had no way to let Qi Lao feel the breath of the strong man in the five realms. Even though it was a magic trick he arranged, his strength was not as strong as that of the five realms.

Seven old in fear, step by step into the big hole that Tang Yu dug out for him, without knowing.

"Are you hiding something from me? This ghost rope seems to be simple to refine. Why can't I succeed?"

This was the hundredth time that Qi Lao tried to refine the soul rope, but he failed in the end.

For Mr. Qi, a hundred attempts may have taken months, but for Tang Yu, it was just a moment.

After Qi Lao failed to refine the ghost rope for the tenth time, Tang Yu knew that Qi Lao was not the one he was looking for.

However, Tang Yu did not care. At the beginning, he had expected such a thing to happen.

Maybe, not only Qi Lao, including Qi Lao's subordinates, none of them could successfully refine the soul rope.

After all, the refining method of the ghost rope is simple, but there are few who can successfully refine it. Otherwise, the practitioners who can refine the soul rope will not be so precious in LiuYun Town, and will not let the infants, children, ghosts and demons who are strong in the six realms of true God be willing to help and protect them.

After confirming that Qi Lao was not the person he wanted to look for, Tang Yu began to attack Qi Lao's men.

According to the degree of inner fear, Tang Yu pulled them into the illusion one by one, and let them experience the experiences similar to those of Qi Lao.

I don't know whether it's because of too much fear or because of Tang Yu's spirit power. These practitioners of the three realms and the four realms of the true gods, even at the beginning, realized that they might fall into the illusion, but when they really entered the illusion, they all forgot about it.

In the illusion, it has experienced several years, decades Even tens of thousands of years of time, for the external time, may be just a moment.

"What a pity!"

Deep sigh, slowly released from Tang Yu's mouth, his face showed a helpless expression.

None of the hundreds of practitioners could successfully refine the soul rope.

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