Otherworldly Merchant

The crocodile looked a little stunned, but didn't panic.

It has been locked here for thousands of years, fearless of these spirits, and the female crocodile used them to surround me.

However, I wasn't going to use these spirits against it, just sprinkle some ‘evil’ seeds here first!

It's equivalent to what Wise Neng says about weed.

As I watched the many spirits drift out of the willow needle, I slowly unfolded the second array.

This is the opposite of what was just said. This is an exorcism.

It took ten percent to swarm, but the spirits who failed to enter the array suddenly dissipated.

The chilly wind went away and drifted clean between the eyes.

I pinched the willow needle in the middle of the array and threw it out again. As soon as the willow needle entered the space, it stood up and floated in the middle of the sky.

Each of the spirits in the four layers was like a fly without a head. They panicked and ran for their lives.

But there's no way out of here, blocked by the ‘polar' character and the vermilion red line I added later.

After a quadruple stroll, they all retreated to the opposite corner, which was almost as effective as mosquito scent.

The big crocodile swept the willow needle upwards, ignoring it, still staring at his eyes, staring at me with great hatred, grinding his teeth and clacking!

That willow needle just dripped my blood, it was going to kill me and then it was quick, it just couldn't get out, and instantly spread hate on the willow needle. But now this willow needle hasn't dripped down my blood, and the exorcism spell has no effect on it. So, it turned my hatred back on me. If it hadn't been for the polar barrier, this guy would have rushed over!

“Break!” I kneaded, referring to high drinks.

As my voice just dropped, the sound of a willow needle burst into red light.

The red light wasn't very bright, but it was as eye-catching as blood.

The red light is not spreading fast, but every time it falls, a few shady spirits scatter into flying ashes!

The shady soul, already shrunk in the corner, immediately rioted and swept around, seeing that the space left was getting smaller and smaller as the red light spread.

Many Yin spirits were like ants on a hot pot, and suddenly, like a flood of open gates, a giant crocodile running through the brain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's all in the crocodile!

Everything in the world has a spirit, but everything that has a spirit is divided into three forms: corpse, soul, and robbery.

As the name implies, the corpse refers to the flesh.

Souls are souls, gods.

Robbery is the body that carries the soul.

But this robbery is another robbery.

The vast majority of living spirits are naturally living and robbed, meaning that the soul carrying the flesh is extremely feeble and infinitely close to death.

The spirits in this form, no matter how fierce the demons, will invade, and they will consider it their own kind. For example, wildcats and wild dogs who have lived around graveyards or crematories for years are likely to be dead.

This giant crocodile has been locked away in a place full of shadows for thousands of years and is naturally a dead end.

Once the shadow is fatally disturbed and feels fear approaching, it temporarily escapes into the body of the dead.

And that's one of my plans, which is to have planted the weeds in the fields.

The shadow is the weed, this big crocodile is the field, and the next last step is to sprinkle the flowers!

“Sick!” I snapped to the ground with dozens of willow needles neatly placed by my yard.

There are ninety-nine of these willow needles, a century-old willow needle that is tasted through the Scripture of the Shadow.

I had just used two before, and the remaining 97 willow needles flew out like flying arrows, drilling straight into the barrier.

Then he hung it in the air, putting the big crocodile in his thick, numb hood.

“Let's go!” I held my fingers together and drank them out loud.

As I broke my drink, all 97 willow needles wobbled about the same.

Sha Sha… A dense sound burst into flashes like rain.

The giant crocodile was so impatient, he looked up, and there was a little fear and panic in his angry eyes.

Sasha...

The noise became more and more urgent and dense, as if they were struggling to grab something.

After a few more seconds, the big crocodile jumped, as if he'd forgotten the barrier in front of him. He wanted to break out and beat me to death.

Boom!

Not surprisingly, the guy fell again, falling backwards into the sky.

Long ago on the water, when the female crocodile had just released so many spirits, I thought about using this trick to kill monsters with Yin Yin.

Just because the crocodile is not trapped, it's not easy to run around.

But the big crocodile in front of him, trapped in a polar word showdown, can't escape, but this is exactly the trick!

As soon as the crocodile had landed, his stomach and surrounding area were stirring, as if it had just swallowed countless live mice, all of whom were roaming in his stomach and biting apart.

Painful this guy rolled over and screamed.

Huge four claws, heavy figure, hit the ground again hard bang. If it hadn't been within the circle of the Ultra-Lord Resolutions, the boulder would have been smashed by it!

Bang! A willow needle suddenly broke apart in a sharp shake, and a pale black flue gas dissipated from the big crocodile's angry mouth, blind.

It's a soul that breaks the crocodile's flesh and breaks out.

The reason I pushed the Yin Spirit into the giant crocodile is this moment!

Aren't you a rough knife gun? Then taste what it's like to be broken inside.

If, according to Master Huineng, I am now spilling flowers in the wilderness.

Boom!

Boom!

Several more willow needles broke apart, and the tail of the giant crocodile and the nostrils had shattered spirits.

Once these spirits have dissipated, they disappear in a blink of an eye.

This is in the struggle of the talent, the yin and yang offset each other, from a new step into the circle.

For the spirits, this is an opportunity to compete for rebirth, and for the great crocodile, this is a dying struggle!