Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 119: Eight Deceitful Gods - Teng Snake

"Come out and have some fun, old man!"

As Yan Huan shouted, he pointed at his brow, and the Yin energy coiled around his fingertips ran through his whole body and traveled to the depths of his soul.

Dark, eerie, and ominous fog rolled out from Yan Huan's head and shoulders, gathering into a thick and heavy cloud in the sky.

The tourists gathered at Zhongchi looked up into the sky. Zhuge Bagua Village, surrounded by mountains, seemed to be about to be hit by a storm. Dark clouds were covering the village. The desolate and solemn atmosphere of autumn became increasingly strong, making people feel cold and hugging their bodies unconsciously.

Rumble!
Thunder suddenly sounded in the dark clouds, and a fresh and bright tongue of lightning tore Qiong Yu in half. The dark green vertical-striped pupils suddenly opened, and looked down. The poor tourist at the center of the Bagua Village formation felt an inexplicable palpitation for no reason, but had no idea what was happening.

People in this world cannot even see the shadow of the spirit.

In the side courtyard of the Prime Minister's Temple, Zhuge Qingfu leaned against the half-collapsed side frame, his squinting fox eyes opened as wide as ever.

"What...what is that?"

At the same time, the jade stone on his chest seemed to be humming, vibrating "buzzing", and at a very fast frequency, it overwhelmed the fluctuating heartbeat in Zhuge Qing's chest.

"The Imaging Method!"

Fright, false alarm, weird, deceitful, dream, bizarre, dazzling and enchanting...

By using the "observation" method, several concepts of the Qimen Tianpan quickly emerged in Zhuge Qing's mind.

"You can even use the origin spirit beasts corresponding to the eight divine powers on the Sky Plate. What else do you have hidden?"

Zhuge Qing concealed the dim light in his eyes and looked up at the narrow slit in the sky.

Dark clouds surged in the sky, as if a black sea was hanging upside down in the air. In the evil and bizarre atmosphere, the evil energy like sea water suddenly poured down like a waterfall, smashing into the dense woods in the backyard. The body of the spiritual creature had changed when it fell fiercely, and when it landed, its body was not even one-tenth of its size in the air.

But to the three people in the courtyard, it was still a huge monster like a hill.

Sima Yi bit his lip and stared at the huge body looming in the black fog.

"Are you serious?"

"The strongest spirit beast that the former witch king could directly command, the Eight Deceitful Gods - Teng Snake."

The fog dissipated, and the Teng Snake appeared. Its scales looked like black jade, smooth and cold. Especially its evil aura, so strong that it was daunting.

Teng Snake is a spiritual beast that represents fear, terror and evil. It belongs to the element of fire, the energy of the southern Ding fire. The more evil it is surrounded by and the more demonic flames it has, the more it shows the purity nurtured in the depths of its soul.

Yan Huan stood up and jumped onto the top of the Teng Snake, then sat cross-legged and reached out to touch the cold, moist and hard snake scales.

"I don't know how long it has been since I last saw you. It looks like you are well-nourished."

"A hundred years seem like a blink of an eye to you, but it's time to get out and take a breath."

The green pupils turned slowly and glanced upwards.

Yan Huan was still feeling the touch of his palm. It had to be said that with the improvement of his life cultivation, the environment he could provide for Teng Snake became more and more comfortable. The shiny scales and the cold and evil aura were enough to be called beautiful.

Sima Yi took a few steps back and looked up, all he saw was a gloomy and suffocating atmosphere like a mountain crushing down on him. Several green vines wrapped around his wrists, but were chopped into pieces by him.

As a man who loves fun, he wanted his natal elf to touch Yan Huan's reverse scale and challenge the wizard's bottom line, but this was a bit too arrogant.

Sorcerers and elves complement each other, especially natal elves. The two are connected by souls, and their promotion of each other's strength far exceeds that of ordinary elves.

On the other hand, if the natal spirit is damaged, the soul connected to the sorcerer will also be damaged. In serious cases, the sorcerer's identity will be stripped away, and there will be no possibility of being possessed by the spirit. Therefore, generally speaking, ordinary sorcerers will never release their natal spirits as combat spirits at will, unless they are extremely confident in their natal spirits, even to the point of being conceited.

"As the natal spirit, I was wrong, Shui Jing. I was really wrong."

"I was wondering where your ruthlessness had gone. Now it seems that you are no worse than before, even worse than before! You are a lunatic, a complete lunatic!"

"You once lived in seclusion in the wild, and you said you were a carefree wanderer, but you were just as evil as before. Now that you are walking the old path again, aren't you afraid of repeating the same mistakes?"

Yan Huan rested one arm on his leg and supported his chin with his right hand.

"Thanks for the reminder."

“But in my opinion, Mr. Shui Jing has not accomplished anything because, firstly, the power he gained from using the Soul Subduing Technique was too superficial, which affected his sexual energy and directly led to his unstable state of mind; secondly, he hesitated between entering and leaving the world and had not figured out how to face the people of the world.”

"But living in a turbulent time, there are always many things that are beyond one's control. Shui Jing and Kong Ming are somewhat against the will of heaven."

Yan Huan thought, compared with the chaotic Three Kingdoms era, although the world today is a little more materialistic, this little obstacle is too insignificant compared to the people of the world who were in dire straits in the past.

Wu Hou had deep obsessions, while Zhuangzi had no obsessions at all. One represented worldly affairs, while the other represented detachment from the world. No one could tell which was more important, working for the common people or seeking transcendence. However, at the last moment, Sima Hui was moved by Kong Ming's great cause for the common people and wavered between the two.

"Yes, so you know that the world we live in is much better than before, right?" Sima Yi spread his hands and smiled.

"There are so many fun things to do, how can you let people just give them up? I still have a lot of things I haven't tried yet, and there are still a lot of fun waiting for me to find!"

Yan Huan shook his head. "This is the key point. This world does not belong to you. It belongs to the person from the future whose body you have taken over."

"Also, you just said you wanted to taste my natal spirit, but you haven't done that yet."

"Haha..." Sima Yi laughed bitterly, "Just kidding, just kidding, such a big snake, I can't swallow it without some skills."

Yan Huan slapped his thighs with both hands and stood up, "Teng Snake, crush him!"

Swish!
As the Teng Snake moved, evil spirits arose. Its long and narrow body twisted, and it carried the evil fire and rolled towards Sima Yi.

The mouth opened wide and the sharp teeth bit down.

"Copy Barbarian Tyrant!"

Sima Yi's muscles swelled, and his palms trembled slightly as he closed the snake's mouth heavily.

"Copy the Six Instruments Punishment!"

Buzz!
The vibration spread along Shekou.

This is an ability copied from Lu Bu's divine nature. It can transmit energy to send vibrations into the enemy's body, causing it to explode. Even if the enemy is wearing heavy armor for defense, it is still unstoppable. It is a 100% armor-piercing technique.

hum!
The vibration started again, but Teng Snake remained unmoved.

"You are cheating! Apart from the special attack methods against the soul, is there no way to subdue the Eight Deceitful Gods?" Sima Yi said angrily, and saw an evil fire gathering at the bottomless throat of the snake.

"Bifang, help Teng Snake to make this fire burn more vigorously."

"What a deep hatred! Do you want to burn this boy's body?" Bifang asked.

"I know it well."

(End of this chapter)