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Chapter 1477 The Name of Lord Moldy God

When Ye Ling's appearance, the terrified monks recognized him at a glance!

Before, they saw this mysterious man wearing a big-headed doll smiling mask when they were catching treasures at the entrance of the treasure cave.

Those guys who were poisoned by strange corpse call him Lord Mold God!

It turns out that the owners of these golden elixir spirit beasts and the corpse puppet who brought them great pressure were actually the bad gods!

"My God!"

"I didn't expect it was Lord Malignant God here. We didn't intend to offend him, so we will take a break!"

"My God of Mold is here, please accept my worship!"

The monks knelt down on the ground and rushed to worship.

Ye Ling shouted in a low and majestic voice: "Get out!"

For a moment, all the monks who came to hunt for treasures scattered birds and beasts, rolled and crawled out of the tomb path, wishing they could grow their ribs and leave this place far away.

The Red Fire Green-tailed Leopard did not realize that his master's reputation was far-reaching. As soon as he showed up, he shouted back from everyone. He couldn't help but feel fascinated: "No wonder the little girl on the second floor of the underground palace called Master Yaoxing Lord Mud God. It turns out that the master's name is extremely famous!"

Ye Ling held the Shui Mansion scroll in his hand, and wherever his spiritual sense passed, he pointed at the soul shadow of Gongshu Xun in the pavilion in the mountains with the ink dots in the painting, so as to dip the thick ink, remove Gongshu Xun's soul power, and try to control Gongshu Xun's black robe bones again.

But the skeleton could only stagger and barely stand up, and fell to the ground after a few breaths.

"The soul power is insufficient!" Ye Ling thought to himself, and soon realized that it was not because Gong Shuixun's soul body was not strong enough, but because his own cultivation was limited, the ink shadows dipped in the brush in the painting were not enough, and the soul power he drew was not enough to control the puppet.

In the painting, whether it is the soul of the silver dragon, the demon, the snake king Mo Ying and others, seeing the pen outside the sky pointing to the towers in the mountains twice, Mo Ying was directly plundered, and the screams from Gongshu Xun echoed throughout the water palace, making the dragon soul frightened!

"This is the method of soul-drawing!" The dragon soul subconsciously penetrated into the water, not daring to show up again, for fear that it would be pointed and lose more soul power.

The devil shivered and was even more respectful to the master, and kept looking at the sky and worshiping him.

The Snake King Mo Ying was also affected by it, especially when he saw that even Lord Silver Dragon was afraid, let alone it, so he hurriedly followed up to pay homage.

As for the remaining souls of the Demon Lord Zhang Zu and the Haima, their souls are the weakest and almost transparent. I am afraid that if you click a stroke and take off your soul, you will completely lose your soul and feel even more terrified.

Ye Ling's spiritual sense swept across the water palace scroll. He only looked at them and saw each of them showing fear. He then retreated, put away the demon sealing picture, and turned around and ordered the Red Fire Green-tailed Leopard: "Pack up the bones and continue patrolling!"

The red fire green-tailed leopard immediately nodded and said, "Abide by my lord's order! If you are young, you will go through fire and water and die!"

The old catfish demon and the black fish demon also bowed and watched the master return to the formation.

At this time, Bingdie didn't care about the scorching air and was carefully filling the top-grade fire spirit stone under the giant wooden spirit tripod. Seeing that the master was coming back soon, he breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Master, the fire in the furnace is unstable, the cauldron is boiling, the flames are tumbling, and there seems to be signs of overflowing."

Ye Ling pointed his fingers and controlled the fire, and said calmly: "It's okay! If it were to refine the alchemy, the furnace had already been blown up, but fortunately it was just boiling medicine. Go out and stay outside with the Guman puppet to avoid being burned by the heat."
Chapter completed!
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