Luo Xiaoman stood on Da Bai's back, looking calmly at Baicheng that had been razed to the ground by a hammer, and there was no longer a statue of Supreme Immortal Venerable in the square, leaving only a huge pit.

"Everything is over." She muttered to herself, "Rest in peace, Baicheng."

"Little Miss..." Ling Yan walked up, the emotions in her heart were also very complicated. The once lively and noisy Baicheng has now become a flat land.

Luo Xiaoman turned around and smiled playfully, "Sister Ling Yan, I need your cooperation now."

"what?"

Before Ling Yan could react, Luo Xiaoman raised his hand and pressed it to Ling Yan's chest.

Suddenly, Ling Yan only felt a surge of power, as if something shook out of her body.

She turned her head subconsciously and glanced behind...

"Ah!" Ling Yan exclaimed, her legs softened and her **** sat on the ground, only to see the terrifying Ji Wanqing standing in front of her, exuding an icy air.

This is the first time that she has seen Ji Wanqing come out of her body. She had never known it before. How could she be scary when she saw it with her own eyes now?

"Sister Ling Yan, don't be afraid! She will only protect you now, not hurt you. What's more, she will be your ghost slave in the future!"

Listening to what Luo Xiaoman said, Ling Yan couldn't help sinking her heart, and no longer panicked.

"Xiaoling." Luo Xiaoman called out in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "I need Ji Wanqing to absorb the resentment of all the corpses here."

"Good!" In Xumi's space, Xiao Ling stood up from the ground, patted his little butt, and smiled, "Is it finally time for me to shoot?"

"Brother Xiaoling!" Xiaolong leaned forward, and said gruffly, "What are you going to do?"

"Little dragon, I will play with you when my brother is finished!"

"Good!"

Perhaps it was because he realized that Xiao Ling did have important things to do, Xiao Long was lying on the ground very well this time, with a pair of mung bean eyes, watching Xiao Ling operate here in a stubborn way.

Outside, Luo Xiaoman raised his hand and placed it on Ji Wanqing's body, and the magic ring lit up with a dim light.

Under this ray of light, Ji Wanqing's body began to shake.

Suddenly, she looked up to the sky with a long roar, and the buried corpse demon resented like a tide, frantically gathered here.

"Master Mo Yuan, what is the young lady doing?" Afraid to disturb Luo Xiaoman, Ling Yan asked Mo Yuan next to him in a low voice.

Although she didn't think Mo Yuan would answer herself, she couldn't help but ask.

"You haven't started cultivating Baigui Yexing yet, so I will give you the bottom line." Mo Yuan glanced at her and said surprisingly: "At that time, your cultivation will be much easier."

For the ghost master, this land where countless corpses are buried is definitely a paradise!

The more resentment, the more nutrient the ghost slave has, and the improvement of strength is a matter of minutes.

It's just that what Luo Xiaoman has to do is not just to let Ji Wanqing absorb these grievances.

"Xiaoling, is it all right?"

"Well, it's almost there, wait a while."

In the Xumi space, Xiao Ling squinted her eyes tightly, her small body trembling constantly, but still clenched her teeth.

If Ling Yan was already a ghost master and knew how to control ghosts, he wouldn't have to work so hard.

After all, the effort required to control Ji Wanqing as a third party has increased exponentially.