Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 72
"You take the person away first." It was Wen Yang's voice.

Her voice is very clear, like the melting snow water on the top of the snow mountain in Tibet. It is clean but slightly cold. She is tall and tall. The snow-white cheongsam is like a powerful and soft light in the dark night, which makes people just take a look. Even if the sky will fall in the next second, I will no longer feel afraid.

Liu Xuan's eyes suddenly became firm.

The hair wrapped around his feet shrank back the moment Wen Yang touched him. Although Liu Xuan was still very scared in his heart, if he wanted to let him put a slender and weak girl in danger, how could he do it? arrive!

"Let them go, I'll accompany you!" Liu Xuan clenched his hands into fists and replied with his chest out in front of Wen Yang.

Wen Yang took out a copper coin sword from his bosom, held a beautiful sword flower in his hand, and quickly cut off the long hair flying in the air. Are you going to make trouble for me by staying here?"

Liu Xuan choked, Jun blushed in embarrassment.

In fact, it was really useless for him to stay here, except that he could smell the special light fragrance of Wen Yang's body, only occasionally touching his own hair could make him feel that there seemed to be a very powerful female ghost on the opposite side.

But the problem is, even if he wants to leave now, he can't see it when it's pitch black.

Just as she was thinking, a small delicate white bottle fell into her hand.

Accompanied by Wen Yang's calm voice, "This is cow's tears. Put two drops on your eyes, and you can recognize people and ghosts within half a quarter of an hour. Remember, your friend is too gentle, so don't apply it on him."

Liu Xuan stroked the small bottle made of unknown material with his fingertips, and his heart suddenly beat violently.

He was scared and curious, he wanted to see ghosts, but he was also afraid that a terrifying face would suddenly appear in front of him after painting, which would frighten him to death.

Seeing that Liu Xuan hadn't moved for a long time, Wen Yang took out a few Thunder Spirit Talismans to stop the female ghost's attack, and turned around and asked eagerly, "What are you still writing on?!"

Liu Xuan was stunned, and applied it under his eyes without any hesitation. In a flash, the dense black mist in front of his eyes turned from tangible to invisible. Although it did not dissipate, it could no longer block the path under his feet.

He quickly applied cow's tears to the others, and before he left, he didn't forget to look back at Wen Yang, "Miss Sister, did you—"

"roll."

"okay."

Liu Xuan put on a smiling face, stopped making trouble for Wen Yang and quickly dragged them away from the deserted building.

With a few less people in the way, Wen Yang can finally flex his muscles to deal with the female ghost.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, turned her bright wrist behind her back, and an ink-painted oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared out of thin air.

This is not an ordinary umbrella, but the most powerful magic weapon combined with Tai Chi, Yin Yang and Bagua.
It is the magic weapon she obtained at the price of soul sacrifice when she was apprenticed to the teacher back then. Even if she wears the soul, she will follow her side without being affected. The legend of breaking the soul into death].

With intention in hand, Wen Yang finally regained his confidence.

She has the Yin-Yang Ice-Fire Curse in her body, and she doesn't want to waste her spiritual power until the moment she has to do it.But the female ghost thought that Wen Yang was afraid of her, so she got more and more aggressive, and directly flew over and forcibly attached Wen Yang's body.

Feeling the danger, Yixie automatically left her palm and flew in the air to prop herself up.

I saw the Buddhist scriptures filled with cinnabar lit up one by one, corresponding to the dazzling multicolored holy light of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the five-element formation.

But Wen Yang didn't care to appreciate it, the more radiance of the umbrella body, the stronger the resentment of the other party, she secretly rejoiced, fortunately, this female ghost has not yet become a ghost cultivator, otherwise she would kill many innocent human lives in the future.

"Little girl, a beautiful umbrella lamp is no match for me."

This female ghost is a modern person, and she has never seen an ancient magic weapon, so she just thought that Wen Yang took out a toy to tease her in a panic, and couldn't help laughing.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his withered and slender arms and quickly stretched them towards Wen Yang, his eyes were shining with greed and bloodthirsty!
This little girl has a sweet aura on her body, and the mana in her body is strong. If she sucks it, she might be able to cultivate as a ghost cultivator in a few years, transcending the six realms!
However, her blow didn't work, and was easily blocked by Wen Yang.

I saw that ink and oil paper umbrella flew back to Wen Yang's hand at some point, the tip of the umbrella was shining golden light, and the wisps of black air wrapped around the female ghost were sucked in by the umbrella after a while!
The female ghost's expression changed, and she took a step back, "This thing can actually refine resentment!"

Wen Yang's pretty face was tense, and she put her right hand in front of her chest, and said coldly, "Death is life, why bother?"

The female ghost was startled, then sneered, "I didn't expect you, a little girl who seems useless, to have some skills! It's a pity..."

Seeing that she was stubborn, Wen Yang didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, so he walked around behind the female ghost in the next second!

Seeing the sudden appearance of this human being, the female ghost howled like a beast in an instant, and her black nails suddenly grew longer, standing in front of her and waiting for an opportunity.

Her leg was hurt!Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, and soon found a flaw.

Fast and accurate!It directly inserted the tip of the umbrella with added 'material' into the bend of her leg.

The female ghost roared suddenly, obviously in extreme pain.But she was not a good stubble either, she showed her sharp claws and turned her head to sweep Wen Yang's lower abdomen!

She retreated sharply, narrowly dodging her attack, the female ghost missed a single blow, stabilized her figure, then arched her back, made a crawling motion with her arms, and opened her mouth to roar.

All of a sudden, the female ghost jumped up and rushed straight at Wen Yang, opening her huge black mouth, as if trying to bite off her neck!
Wen Yang staggered a step, squatted halfway to avoid her whirlwind attack, clenched Yixie with his right hand, and hit the female ghost's fragile abdomen hard!
The female ghost let out a heart-piercing wail, but was finally defeated by her, and knelt down on the ground in pain.At the same time, the black air constantly leaking from the lower abdomen quickly sucked into the umbrella, Wen Yang's eyes flickered, and he saw the afterimage of a demon fox from inside.

No wonder she was able to cultivate into a Sheqing ghost without anyone's help. It turned out that she met an injured fox while wandering and sucked its soul!

Wen Yang threw Yixie into the air, opened the umbrella body again, and heard the sound of Buddha's voice as he spun, and was indescribably concentrated, but saw the fierce female ghost crying and hugging her leg desperately begging for mercy.

"Please don't supersede me! Let me see my daughter again! Even just a glance..."

Wen Yang paused slightly, looked at the female ghost's face and said, "Your daughter is alive and well, and her father found a competent stepmother for her, so she won't treat her badly. On the contrary, you missed tonight's salvation chance, after purifying the mana, the soul will be truly wiped out."

(End of this chapter)