Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 24 Regret!

The pale moon looks coldly at the dark world.

in the shrine.

The person wearing the black and red hideous mask is like an emissary from hell, waving a blood-red folding fan, jumping like a dance under the moonlight.

The treacherous masked figure folded his fan and danced, while opening his mouth to blow out a stream of fireworks, reciting:
"The lonely lamp goes out at three o'clock in the night, and the tears of the dead are on the pillow... I don't know where my hometown is, and I look back sadly at the hometown..."

"Yeah...Because Long Live thought I was ugly, in a fit of rage, I bumped into the back door..."

Like a mantra in the depths of the nether world, when you chant, the gate of hell is closed.The indescribably gloomy and solemn atmosphere came down like a law.

at the same time…

The dense and mysterious fog filled the air, and ghostly shadows emerged from the fog, and the eerie sound of silk and bamboo drums played faintly, mixed with the dragging sound of chains and shackles.

Above the desolate and abandoned ancestral hall, it suddenly seemed like a ghostly ghost land.It is shrouded in a gloomy and solemn ghost atmosphere, accompanied by the sad chanting of the hell messenger.

At this moment, the ancestral hall is like a stage, and the ghosts playing musical instruments and dragging the chains of the forest are like a set of dragons on the stage of the underworld.

"...Come on, take down...the evil soul is suppressed under the Nine Nethers..." The voice of the masked man was eerie and gloomy, with an unstoppable will.

Boy Pipa and Daddy Toriko, whose mana had been greatly reduced due to heavy injuries, had their ghost aura even more chaotic at this moment, and their ghost bodies became illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They don't have much mana left, and they can't resist the ban of the masked man's Nether Stage.

It's unbelievable.

That evil boy turned into a ghost official that they were naturally afraid of, and they hated even more than an upright spiritual official!
"Ugh-"

Fear and hatred erupted, Pipa boy and tortoise dad screamed, like the autumn wind blowing through the graveyard, with the sob of the tomb of dead bones.

They crazily aroused the ghost energy, sacrificed the power of the dead souls of their own lives, and tried to use the ghost escape method again to escape.

Ghost aura, death aura, evil aura, filthy aura, blood aura, and negative emotions such as resentment, hatred, evil, violence, fear, etc., all mixed together and turned into a nightmarish black mist of rancidity.

In this rotten black mist, the sinister wind roared, hundreds of ghosts roared, bones were faintly scattered, and pus and blood flowed horizontally.

The rancid black mist enveloped the ghost bodies of Boy Pipa and Daddy Shizi, and they were about to rush out of the ghost domain of the Nether Stage.

However, their ghost bodies seem to be surrounded by a stage of the nether world, and they are bound by invisible laws, which cannot be broken through.

Watching helplessly the soul chains of ghost messengers, locking up their natal souls!

But the extremely rancid black mist became thinner and thinner, and soon turned into pieces of foul-smelling pus.

"Eh-"

The ghost aura of the two ghosts was extremely messy, and their aura became weaker and weaker.

Pipa boy's skeletal ghost body began to fall apart, and Papa Toko's shroud was also reduced to ashes, revealing the ugly ghost body of carrion and wriggling.

As soon as the masked man closed his fan, a cold and teasing voice sounded faintly:
"If it falls into my hands today, if it makes all of you die with joy, my surname will not be Luo."

Poor two dignified seventh-rank ghost cultivators, veterans of the ghost tribe who are considered to be respectable in this county, unexpectedly fell into the hands of a young man who has just practiced Taoism.

Really unlucky to say.

Luo Ning was also polite, and directly used Ling Dao Kung Fu to transform into a ghost hand and draw out the souls of two ghosts.

Torture the soul.

The two ghosts roared miserably and silently, and the entire natal soul was distorted in pain.

This young man is too vicious, you can just ask, we will tell you, why do you draw your soul?

At this moment, they felt extremely resentful.

He not only resented Luo Ning and Gelaohui, but also resented Xuanqian.

Haosheng regretted agreeing to Xuanqian to deal with the brothers and sisters of the Luo family.

"It turns out that your name is Daddy Shizi, the elder of Guitai Grave." Luo Ning smiled, "You are really talented in getting your name. Well, you once impregnated seventy women with your ghost fetus, and you ate the ghost fetus yourself."

"You came here this time to kill my sister, right?"

Luo Ning looked calm, but his heart was full of killing intent.

Unexpectedly, there are such evil and disgusting ghosts.

Papa Toriko screamed in pain, unable to reply at all.

"Your name is Pipa Boy, Master Ninth of the Bone Grave." Luo Ning looked at Pipa Boy again.

His smile was beautiful, but with an indescribably eerie feeling.

"You're not bad either. You like to suck the bone marrow of living people, and you also like to use human bones as lutes, haha."

Li Dingguo and Su Xian looked at the two terrifying and disgusting ghosts lightly, with deep disgust in their eyes.

Luo Li was very scared at first, but now he is not afraid anymore.

The little girl leaned forward, endured the cold atmosphere, and looked at the two ghosts curiously and a little scared.

"Bah, it stinks." Luo Li pinched his nose and frowned and stepped back, "It's so disgusting, are all ghosts like this?"

The knowledgeable Su Xian replied: "Of course not. There are all kinds of ghosts, not all of them are so disgusting."

Luo Li looked at Papa Shizi, his bright crescent eyes became colder and colder, "Are you here to harm me?"

She heard clearly just now, brother said that this ghost killed seventy women...

"Third brother." She suddenly asked Su Xian, "Third brother is the most knowledgeable. May I ask third brother, what method can be used to make the ghost die the worst?"

"Well, besides the miserable death, it's better to be useful."

Su Xian didn't care.He knew that although Luo Li was usually well-behaved and sensible, her heart was definitely not that of an ordinary little girl.

She is a little different from other little girls.

Su Xian is indeed profound, he said almost without thinking:
"It can not only cause the tragic death of ghosts, but also have benefits. Of course, it is used to refine them into ghost bait, and to enhance the power of the soul."

Luo Ning's eyes lit up when he heard about the enhancement of soul power, and asked quickly, "Third brother, can the dead souls of ghosts be used to cultivate soul power?"

He is now an eighth-rank Lingxiu, and his soul-losing disease will become more and more serious.Just tonight, he felt that his sense of smell had begun to decline.

Next, the five senses may decline in sequence.

If you can't practice a natal true soul within a year, you will completely lose your self-awareness and it will be irreversible.

Consciousness gone, of course I died.

At that time, although the body is still alive, it is no longer itself.

But he didn't know how to cultivate the soul.

Su Xian replied: "The natal souls of ghosts of the seventh rank and above can be used to make ghost bait, which greatly improves the monk's soul. Brother is also lucky. The natal souls of seventh-rank ghost cultivators are not easy to get."

He was right.After all, the seventh-rank ghost cultivation level is not low.

"As far as these two undead souls of seventh-rank ghost cultivators are worth at least 3000 taels in the spirit market, they are still very sought-after."

Luo Ning couldn't help laughing and said: "Is that so? That's really a loss, but today it's a gain."

For him now, what is more important than improving his soul and preventing loss of consciousness?

His eyes became brighter, and he rubbed his hands eagerly, "Third Brother, tell me, how do you make this ghost bait?"

When Pipa boy and Shizi heard the "ghost bait", their roars became even more horrific.

regret!

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