Blood Man War Technique, the name of the pattern engraved by Ning Yu on Niu Zi, can stimulate the potential in the spirit body. It is more like squeeze than stimulation.

The outbreak of power far exceeds that of one's body can bear, and the consequences are also quite obvious, and he died on the spot.

The reason why Niu Zi didn't seem to die on the spot was because Ning Yu used the possession of the phantom corpse, which made him seem to live for a while, and then died because of the toxins of the old dwarf.

What he wanted to deceive was naturally not the eight evil people, but the prisoners outside, who were the main inscribed objects of the bloody military technique.

The Blood Man’s Soldier comes from the Feng Shui master of the Third Prince. The Blood Man’s Soldier is just a pre-set, and it is a pre-set condition for a giant Feng Shui array.

Ning Yu tried his best, so it was not so-called credit.

When the eight evil people retreat, they will be allowed to engrave their subordinates when they go back, saying that this is the benefit they earned for their families, and they will argue with the commander.

The old dwarf's ears were all knocked out, which increased the cost of saving lives for everyone.

With the effect of Niu Zi, many prisoners were moved for a while. Of course, they also admitted that there were side effects and would be weak for a while.

Indeed, in their eyes, Niu Zi was not killed by backlash, but by the toxins of the old dwarf.

On the other side, in the Yinyun Cavalry Camp, in the commander's account, Nie Kuangren sat on the upper head, the Mo family and the purple-robed man sat on the lower head, quietly listening to the report of the scout below.

After hearing the narration, the man in purple frowned and said, "This is clearly some kind of forbidden technique. It must not only be the effect of extracting potential. This kid has a good plan. I originally planned to use the 4,000 people."

Every war, the Jia character camp is a hot commodity in the eyes of all kinds of evil practitioners, Feng Shui masters, and special method practitioners.

Nie Kuangren frowned slightly: "King Ksitigarbha is coming soon, don't have a conflict with him for the time being."

The man in purple robe curled his lips and said impatiently: "I understand, a lucky boy..."

The Mo family shook their heads, and there was a little strange color on their taciturn faces: "Luck can't last forever."

"Continue to monitor..." Nie Kuangren gave the order. This was the serious character of a commander. He belonged to his camp and no secrets were allowed.

It was noon, and there was a hot air flowing in the camp like a stove, surrounded by dense forests, and no wind was blowing.

However, there were already long queues in the stone house in the center of the Jiazi Camp, and prisoners of various shapes were talking excitedly.

Two doors were opened in the stone house, and the cold air continued to evaporate, which instead gave the hot air a hint of coolness.

When one school enters and the other goes out, the team doesn’t stop for a long time, so someone goes in and someone comes out.

At this moment, a young man walked out with a confused look on his face, looked at his hands, touched his face, and his expression gradually became excited: "I'm not afraid of heat anymore, I don't feel anything!"

Everyone around him looked envious. For ordinary people, those people who are comparable to immortals and gods are the objects of their envy.

Even ordinary people who do not fear the severe cold and heat are magical enough for them.

Ning Yu could not be seen in the stone house, all of which were covered with thick black fog. In the black fog, Ning Yu sat on the stone chair.

Not far away, two illusion corpses were working sadly, one was drawing blood and the other was tracing, which was very efficient.

Unlike Niu Zi at the beginning, Ning Yu personally described it and put in effort, the effect was naturally good. These people were produced in assembly line, with a poor quality level, but it was very time-saving.

Ignoring the sad eyes of the zombie, Ning Yu continued to exploit them.

"It's just a ghost, let alone 996, 007 is not bad either. It's all for your blessings in the next life." Ning Yu said sincerely.

The illusion corpse has only simple intelligence, and only a roar is answered to Ning Yu.

The assembly line is proceeding in an orderly manner, and if it is not stopped day and night, it should only take about five days to engrave it all, Ning Yu is secretly thinking about the time.

At this moment, a commotion came from the Phantom Corpse, and a young man who had only been in the 14th or 15th was making trouble in the black fog.

"I don't want to carve it anymore, I don't want to carve it anymore, let me leave..."

The black fog made him unable to see anything, so he could only wander around, but he couldn't get out, and he returned to his original place after a while.

The phantom corpse was irritated and let out a silent roar. The cold wind blew him to the ground?

"Huh?" Ning Yu was a little surprised. It was the first time he encountered such a situation. All the people before were extremely excited.

He walked off the stone chair, and the black fog automatically separated a road, as if welcoming the noble people.

The boy curled up on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and shook his head.

"What's going on!" Ning Yu's sudden voice scared him. The boy raised his head tremblingly and looked at Ning Yu with some fear.

"Why don't you want to engrave it? The rest are very happy. Why don't you want it?" Ning Yu squatted down, his tone very calm.

But even so, the young man was still very afraid because he knew that the leader of the Jia character camp was in front of him.

"Since I don't say it, then forget it... I can only force it..." Ning Yu didn't care much about this matter.

"I tell the commander why, so can the commander not let me engrave that pattern..." the young man said anxiously.

"You can consider..." Ning Yu did not agree and was ambiguous.

"I'm afraid, when those lines fall on me, I feel a sense of fear, which seems to be extremely bad." The boy was also a little confused.

Ning Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, drew a pattern in the void, and asked, "What about now."

"...Now...nothing, this is not the kind of pattern, the kind of pattern engraved on me." said the boy.

Ning Yu restrained his expression and began to become serious. He had just had a small experiment to verify whether this guy was talking nonsense.

Unexpectedly, the boy actually distinguished two patterns.

After experimenting with a few more patterns, Ning Yu became a little clear-headed. This young man seemed to be a rare Feng Shui master seed.

Because in Ning Yu's memory, even the Feng Shui master of the third prince, he could only feel that the Feng Shui pattern was unusual at the beginning.

But this guy can actually clearly distinguish the attributes of Feng Shui patterns. Tsk tsk... Is this considered a treasure?

Ning Yu glanced at him, and the boy was a little afraid. He looked up at him from time to time, and lowered his head.

"What's the name? How did you come in? Did you kill someone or set fire?" Ning Yu asked.

"My name is Xiaojie. I didn't kill anyone or set fire, but they said I killed someone." Xiaojie shrank timidly.
Chapter completed!