The state of this Netherworld Spirit is really a little unsupportable, and if it goes on like this, it is estimated that even this ghost body will not be stable, and there will be no strong wind in the ancient tomb, otherwise in its state, it will really have a feeling of ashes.

Now it just wants to hide in the body of the Xuan Netherworld Bone Demon, and use the demon body to hide and stabilize its natal soul, even then it knows that its realm is only afraid that it has fallen a few points, and it can no longer maintain the realm of the peak of the foundation.

But it still feels that it is worth it, as long as it is given a little time to recover, it will soon be able to return to the realm of the pinnacle of foundation building, and then if it can leave the ancient tomb to find its own Jindan ghost path, then it will be able to truly embark on the path of ghosts and immortals.

"Wait a minute, senior, can this new spirit of the palace already control this throne?"

Zhu Lingwu's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind moved the water and wood Xuanming ghost heads that had not done anything among the five Xuan Ming Ghost Heads, as if they had taken the initiative to protect the Netherworld Spirit, and stopped between it and the body of the Workbench Xuan Ming Ghost Demon.

It's just that the Netherworld Spirit is now swollen and confused, and it didn't notice this kind of detail at all, it just hurriedly shook the ghost body, "It's almost okay, the remnant soul I left in it has already left it with the information of how to control this throne and control the entire ancient tomb through the throne, as long as it fuses these remnant souls, it will naturally know, at most half a pillar of incense time!"

"Oh, it still takes half a pillar of incense?

A few thoughts flashed through Zhu Lingwu's heart, and the soul thought also contacted the tomb guardian ghost who had just succeeded, in fact, this Netherworld Spirit still underestimated this new ghost a little, as Zhu Lingwu's soul clone, this ghost is not an ignorant and low-minded ghost.

It has the memory and knowledge given to it by Zhu Lingwu, and naturally knows the task given to it by Zhu Lingwu, so after it became the new ghost of this throne, it took the initiative to become familiar with the prohibition of how to manipulate this throne to reshape the ghost body and soul as soon as possible.

But it does take some time to get used to, although it doesn't take half a pillar of incense, but it also takes a few sips of tea, and the ghost spirit is about to escape into the body of the Xuan Netherworld Bone Demon, which is not a good thing.

"It's too late, it's okay, as long as I enter that bone demon body, I should be able to stabilize my soul for the time being!

Just as the Netherworld Spirit was speaking, it suddenly found that Zhu Lingwu's right sleeve shook, and a figure was actually released, directly blocking between it and the workbench.

Originally, the five Xuan Nether Ghost Heads flew towards Zhu Lingwu's right sleeve again, after all, they were controlled by the means of the Netherworld Spirit, and now they couldn't help much if they were placed outside.

But the strongest liliang in Zhu Lingwu's hand, the Xuanying Wood Demon Zhang Huayao, who was formed by the combination of the body of the wooden puppet and the spirit of the camphor tree, had already stopped beside the spirit of the Netherworld.

This Zhang Huayao directly drove the spiritual power, releasing an emerald green spiritual light, netting outside the ghost body of the Netherworld Spirit, with the current weak state of the Netherworld Spirit, Zhang Huayao could naturally easily control it.

Up to now, even if the Netherworld Spirit was sluggish, it knew that something was wrong with Zhu Lingwu, and it hurriedly drove the ghost body, so it wanted to turn into something to fight it, but the ghost qi was churning for a while, and it really couldn't make any means.

"Senior Fu Ling, I'm sorry, for the sake of the future of the Xuan Ming Sect, I can't let you be such an uncontrolled existence, and it is impossible for the Xuan Ming Sect to hand over a ghost like you, in the final analysis, you are just a ghost slave of the Xuan Ming Sect after all, what's the matter, the Fu Ling senior really wants to become the new head of the revival of the Xuan Ming Sect?"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the Netherworld Spirit that was controlled by Zhang Huayao, but he still carefully let go of the Xuanwu Huang Guangjue's talisman aura first, and then he shook his head helplessly and said.

"Junior, you, what do you want!"

"Seniors, don't worry, everything else is nothing, it's just to add some constraints to the seniors, so naturally you can let the seniors continue to enter the body of the bone demon, and the juniors will have to rely on the seniors to protect them in the future!"

"You, you...... , Okay, even if I underestimated you, junior, you already had a plan!

The ghost body of this Netherworld Spirit didn't know if it was qi, or if it really had some soul fluctuations, and it couldn't freeze the ghost body or something, and for a while, the whole ghost body was churning like that, completely turning into a ghost mist.

"Senior Fu Ling, it's good to know your fate! It's just to add a restriction to you, since the junior is the outer elder of the Xuanming Sect, he naturally has to think more about the Xuanming Sect. However, the seniors still have to wait, and wait for the new spirit to completely control the throne!"

"Okay, okay, look at how you control that ghost, don't forget, those ghosts in your hands don't necessarily listen to you, it's a big deal, I and you are dead, and they will be scattered!"

Maybe it was because of Zhu Lingwu's words, this Netherworld Spirit seemed to have found its own support, and even its voice was much clearer.

Then, it sent it to the Supreme Netherworld Nine Dragons Throne with its soul thoughts, and only then did it realize that it still had subordinates, even if it was the ghost who had newly become the Netherworld Spirit, it was also a ghost it refined, and it should be controlled by it.

But it didn't take long for it to suddenly realize that something was wrong, although the new Netherworld Spirit received its soul thought order, it directly cut off the connection with its soul thought, which was not the reaction that a controlled Netherworld ghost should have.

"Why bother, if it weren't for my support, Senior Fu Ling, do you think I would attack you? Okay, then the new Fu Ling has almost taken control of this throne, so don't resist!"

"You, you...... Who are you, how can you ......?"

This Netherworld Spirit was really shocked, this is the ultimate means for the Xuanming Sect to control the Xuanming Ghost Spirit, if this can be cracked, then the Xuanming Sect's hole cards are not completely useless.

At this moment, it realized that the doll in front of it who could not cultivate the Xuanming Sect exercises was really underestimated by it, but how could this be possible!

But it couldn't help but think about it, and from the nine dragon heads of the Supreme Netherworld Nine Dragons Throne, a dark flame erupted at the same time, and these flames fell on the ghost body of the Netherworld Spirit, and when it encountered the ghost qi, it was like encountering fuel, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost qi on its body was burned into dark fire.

And the soul power of this Netherworld Spirit that escaped in the ghost qi was also forced back from the ghost qi in the process, and it didn't take long for the ghost body of the Netherworld Spirit to be left with a red blood soul fire.

Under the refining of that dark flame, the natal soul of this Netherworld Spirit also seemed to be like a burning candle, gradually melting, and Zhu Lingwu suddenly reached out and touched it when he saw this.

Then his hand seemed to touch a soul light in the Netherworld Spirit's natal soul, flashed into his palm, and then flashed out again, and then Zhu Lingwu directly retracted his hand......