The master of metaphysics led his whole family to become gods after being read into his mind

Chapter 53: The red-clothed puppet is murderous, and the living contract appears
  Yu Li has never seen such a fierce ghost. There is no resentment on her body. Even if she kills several wronged souls, the expression on her face does not change at all.

Like a puppet, only following orders.

From the moment they met, he could sense the strong ghost energy in the other person, which seemed to be on par with his own.

The red-clothed ghost swung his long whip and almost beat the red soul to pieces. Yu Li rushed over and used ghost skills to stop it. For some reason, he just took action. The red-clothed ghost seemed to have noticed something unusual about him, and his face was expressionless. She glanced at him, turned around and left.

"Boss, she seems to be afraid of you!"

Xiao Ming, who was on the side, helped up the weak sister Chihun and fanned the flames, "Quick! Beat her to death to avenge the brothers!"

"it is good."

Yu Li nodded and chased after him directly.

It's so powerful, it must be worth a lot of merit to catch it and give it to a little girl!

Unexpectedly, the moment he approached, the red-clothed ghost's eyes suddenly turned red, he turned around and sneered: "Another thousand-year-old ghost king, it really took no effort at all!"

The long whip in his hand was raised quickly, and he swung it towards the young man. Black energy suddenly appeared on his body, and a large area of ​​evil energy quickly enveloped the area, forming a fixed closed area, trapping all the souls inside.

"Ahh! I can't get out, God is going to kill me!"

Xiao Ming cried and floated up, repeatedly hitting the evil barrier, but there was no fluctuation at all.

"Shut up, be quiet, it's so noisy!"

Miss Chi Hun, Hong Ling, is a tall beauty in her twenties with a graceful figure and a cheongsam. She is holding a small pink fan in her hand. She looks pale and scowls angrily: "No more." Be honest, I will send you eternal bliss right now!"

Xiao Ming: "."

He sat there honestly for a moment, not daring to say anything more.

Evil energy surrounds the center, and the confrontation between the boy in blue and the ghost in red has just begun.

After dodging the whip, Yu Li stretched out his hand to lift up the tombstone not far away, and controlled the stone monument to hit the ghost. Then with a "bang", the stone monument was instantly shattered by the whip, and the powder flew into the air, leaving no resistance.

Although the two ghosts were equally powerful, the red-clothed ghost had rich combat experience and was an expert in killing ghosts. Not only did Yu Li have no weapons, but he only knew how to resist with ghosts and objects. The damage was completely insufficient, and he soon fell behind.

Until there was nothing left for him to use, the powerful black whip struck the young man's body hard, leaving a deep black mark on his soul.

The long whip not only has extremely high damage power, but also absorbs soul power. The more ghosts it kills, the more powerful the red-clothed ghost becomes.

"How useless. The boss you called seems to have strong soul power, but why doesn't he even have a weapon?"

Hong Ling rested for a while, and after her soul stabilized, she stood up with a small fan. She knew that if she didn't try her best, everyone would be exhausted soon.

Xiao Ming said with a sad face: "That's better than us."

It was indeed powerful. He had been able to resist for so long even though he had no strength to restrain the chicken. Hong Ling couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart when he saw the young man in blue getting more and more courageous as he fought.

She floated up, waving her fan and came to help.

The soul power slowly floated to the young man's body, repairing his soul bit by bit.

Hong Ling's fan was made for her by a heavenly master. It was specially used to repair her soul and replenish her soul power. Otherwise, her mere red soul would not have lasted so long in the hands of a thousand-year-old ghost emperor.

This was something she had worked for for twenty years, and it was comparable to a magic weapon.

With the help of assistants on the scene, the originally one-sided battle situation took a turn for the better. Yu Li also became faster and faster in the battle, and the Yin Qi in his hand turned into a blade like a real thing and stabbed towards the red ghost.

"waste!"

After being stabbed more than a dozen times, the red-clothed ghost scolded angrily, and the red light disappeared from his eyes. Suddenly, another identical red-clothed ghost split from behind, but the ghost aura was slightly weaker.

The newly separated female ghost in red instantly floated out of the evil barrier with dull eyes. She looked at the several ghosts in the barrier and murmured: "Go to hell!"

The injured female ghost in red was left behind, with blood and tears streaming from her eyes and a painful expression. However, her body expanded rapidly and several cracks appeared in her soul. “No, she’s going to blow herself up!”

Hong Ling's expression changed drastically and she ran away, but the barrier blocked her way.

Xiao Ming's whole wronged soul clung to the barrier, looking out with a look of despair, "It's over, there will be no next life!"

"boom!"

Waves of soul power comparable to those of the Ghost Emperor exploded in the circle of evil energy. After the evil ghost dissipated, the barrier instantly cracked and gradually dissipated into the air.

The other ghost in red who floated away had long since disappeared.

"Ah, I'm actually still alive, hahahaha!"

Xiao Ming happily ran around in circles, "I can still be reincarnated, that's great!"

"He helped us block all the attacks."

Hong Ling walked to the place where the black energy dissipated with a complex expression, and saw the young man in ragged clothes lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his body covered with tiny black scars, and his soul crumbling.

She quickly knelt down, took out her small pink fan, and worked hard to repair his broken soul.

"It's so kind of you, sir. You don't have to worry about us leaving alone."

Xiao Ming floated over and said with worry on his face: "Isn't the boss going to lose his mind?"

Hong Ling didn't say anything. She only waved the small fan in her hand vigorously, but her soul power was like flowing into an hourglass, going in and out, and could not be repaired no matter what.

Just when she was anxious and at a loss, a bright light flashed beside the young man, and suddenly there was a big living person in front of them.

Hong Ling was so frightened that she instantly floated from the ground to the air, and hugged Xiao Ming with a look of horror on her face.

"Become a living person?"

"Sudden flash?"

"It's a contract transmission."

At this time, Ji Xiaoyu's cheeks were still flushed. She sat down next to the boy, looked down at his scarred soul, and murmured to herself: "Is this a belated punishment?"

Compared to the injuries she suffered back then, it was indeed worse.

"Master Tianshi, are you his contractor?"

After Hong Ling reacted, she pushed Xiao Ming away in disgust and floated down.

"Well, what happened?"

As Ji Xiaoyu spoke, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, formed a seal in his hand, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the young man's face. The power containing blood and spiritual energy instantly filled the young man's body, nourishing his soul that was riddled with holes.

"That's it, sir."

This is your lord's contractor, someone you must protect. Xiao Ming immediately floated over to him and told him everything about tonight in detail.

"It's really useless. As a ghost king, it's really embarrassing to be beaten like this by a fierce ghost."

After hearing what happened, Ji Xiaoyu nodded in conclusion, not noticing that the boy next to him had opened his eyes.

"Do you want to be reincarnated? I can save you."

If it weren't for the fact that the wronged soul was dead, she would have known the whereabouts of the evil ghost just now by counting with her fingers.

Splitting souls, self-destruction of ghosts, etc. are all long-lost ghost techniques recorded in ancient books. There must be expert guidance behind them.

(End of this chapter)