I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1370 Summoning Ghosts
Daoist Qingxu nodded heavily. He wanted to say something more, but he swallowed the words, because Weng Cai had slowly closed his eyes at this moment, and the pores all over his body opened, faintly A trace of black air was released from the pores. As more and more black air was released, the pores on Wengchai's body became larger and larger, each of them seemed to be the size of a nostril. I have never seen this with my own eyes. People in ordinary scenes would never realize how terrifying this situation must be. The pores on a living person's body have become hundreds or even thousands of times larger, stretching Weng Cai's entire body a lot. No human appearance can be seen on his body, his nose, eyes, and mouth are all covered by large and small pores, and black breath is constantly jetting out of those pores.

The breath of the entire mass grave is surrounded by the black air gushing out from Wengchai's body. Clean yellow paper money is flying all over the sky.

Daoist Qingxu was not prepared at all, seeing Weng Cai suddenly turned into this terrifying appearance, he couldn't help widening his eyes in shock, backed up again and again, almost screamed out, and quickly covered himself with his hands mouth.

However, this terror was only just beginning, and then an even weirder scene happened again. The black air gushing out from Wengchai's body suddenly dispersed, drifting towards the countless graves on the ground, circling The grave mounds kept circling and flying, and during the non-stop rotation, black air began to rise from the grave mounds one by one. A lump of wet wood that will never burn.

The cloud of black air fluttered up from the grave, forming small black whirlwinds, and the small whirlwinds hovered, and after a while, they formed faint figures, some of these figures were old people, some were children, There are middle-aged men and young women, all of them are different, the only thing they have in common is that they all have a blue-gray color on their faces, and their eyes are full of vicious and hateful light.

Their eyes are all focused on one place, that is Wengchai who is standing in the middle of the mass grave. The pores on his body are still expanding, making a "hissing" sound of discouragement, which sounds like a steel knife scraping bones. The sound of grinding against bone.

Daoist Qingxu has practiced Taoism for decades, but he has never seen such a terrifying scene before, and he couldn't help shaking his body again. At some point, another layer of cold sweat broke out, and he stuck his dry clothes tightly on his body. In his body, although he knew that Wengchai practiced the head-bending technique in Siam, this head-bending technique is a kind of black witchcraft, full of demons and evil methods, including two parts: summoning ghosts and poisoning. He has seen Wengchai use the technique of poisoning many times, it is very evil, but compared with the current witchcraft of summoning ghosts, it is really far worse.

Qingxu Yaodao has practiced in the famous sect of Longhu Mountain for decades, so he has seen a lot, so he naturally knows how powerful this ghost is, but Weng Cai risked his life to summon so many ghosts. He put on a desperate posture, completely disregarding life and death, which really made him admire.

(End of this chapter)