Reborn Saint System

Chapter 228 Han Ling's Means

Feeling Han Feng's murderous aura, the ghost cultivator looked at Han Feng disdainfully, showing a sarcastic expression, and sneered, "Hahaha, I'm looking for death? You'd better stand obediently, otherwise, believe it or not, I will let you Never get out of this bank?"

After the young ghost cultivator finished speaking, he ignored Han Feng, turned his attention to Han Ling again, and said with a smile: "How about it, little sister, it's much better to follow me than to follow the little boy next to you."

Looking at the young man in front of him, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth. This reckless guy had already touched his bottom line, and he was about to make a move as soon as he moved his footsteps.

However, an arm that appeared on his shoulder stopped him, and at the same time Han Ling's voice came from behind, "Brother, I will do it myself."

After saying that, Han Ling took a step and stood in front of Han Feng.

"Little Ling..." Han Feng looked at his sister with some concern. The cultivation base of this young ghost cultivator was the same as Han Ling's, at the early stage of soul gathering, which was equivalent to the early stage of golden core of human beings.

"Brother, I can't stand behind you forever, trust me." Han Ling's voice was extremely firm.

Han Ling's words made Han Feng slightly stunned and speechless.

Although Han Ling now has a cultivation level comparable to that of the early stage of Jindan, in his heart, his sister is still that weak girl, so he subconsciously wants to protect her.

But he forgot that that would only make Han Ling a flower in the greenhouse, unable to withstand the storm, but Han Ling's words were like a blow to the head, which woke him up. As Han Ling said, he would not It is possible to stand in front of Han Ling forever, and it is impossible to protect Han Ling all the time, so the best way is to make Han Ling stronger.

"Okay, be careful." Han Feng finally nodded, but secretly, a small fire of Nirvana appeared in his palm, ready to support his sister at any time.

"Unexpectedly, she is still a hot girl, but none of the girls I like can escape my palm." The ghost cultivator looked at Han Ling who stood up and said with a wicked smile.

Han Ling looked at the young ghost cultivator in front of her. This ugly face made her feel sick, and there was a surge of hatred in her heart.Back then in Yang'an, she committed suicide just to keep her reputation, now she meets such a person again, how can she not be angry.

He said coldly: "Apologize, slap your mouth, I can spare you from dying."

"Forgive me not to die? Hahaha..." The young man laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke, and said, "Come on, brother, let me make you want to die first." Saying that, the young ghost cultivator He reached out and touched Han Ling's face.

"Hmph!" A killing intent flashed in Han Ling's eyes, her hands moved quickly, and she kept making handprints one by one. With these handprints, a wave of energy in her body continued to flow out, and finally formed a millstone-sized disc in front of her. A grimace with its mouth wide open.

With a wave of Han Ling's hand, the grimace let out an extremely terrifying and shrill scream, and then rushed towards the ghost cultivator. The huge mouth seemed to want to swallow the young man.

"Hmph, you don't have to drink fine wine for toasting." Looking at the huge grimace, the young ghost cultivator snorted coldly, turned over his hand, and a stick that was one foot long and made of unknown material appeared in his hand.

The stick appeared, then swelled in the wind, and quickly turned into a huge stick shadow nearly two meters long and as thick as an adult's thigh, directly hitting the grimace.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the ghost face let out a mournful roar, and it fell apart, and the huge stick figure also shattered in an instant, and the scattered energy bombarded the gate of the bank. gap.

As for Han Ling and the ghost cultivator, they both took three steps back to stabilize their bodies.

In this blow, the two were evenly matched!

The ghost cultivator looked at Han Ling, and for the first time, a serious expression appeared on his domineering face.In this handover, the two seemed to be tied, but Han Ling was empty-handed, while he used the underworld weapon.The ghost weapon, which is equivalent to the magic weapon of the human world, has a boost effect on the attack of the ghost cultivator, and he used the ghost weapon to draw with the opponent, but the strength of both of them is in the early stage of soul gathering, which shows that the opponent may practice Some kind of extremely powerful technique.

In the underworld, those who can possess such powerful skills are all evildoers in a certain area, or there are powerful forces behind them.

"Who are you guys?" The ghost cultivator looked at Han Ling and asked with some trepidation.

"Isn't it too late to ask this now?" Han Ling looked at the other party coldly, and accepted the inheritance of the book of life and death. She also knew a little about the situation in the underworld, so she naturally understood what this young man was afraid of.

"If that's the case, then you all will die!" The young ghost cultivator's complexion changed again, and he said ferociously.

From Han Ling's words, he heard something bad. If he really offended a big force, with his family's power, he might not be far from being destroyed. Therefore, the best way is to kill Miekou once and for all. .

If a ghost cultivator is killed, he will not really die, but his cultivation base will be emptied, and he will become an ordinary ghost, appearing in front of the gate of ghosts, and then cross the Naihe bridge again, drink Mengpo soup, and wait for reincarnation.

However, if there is a peerless powerhouse who can suppress the ghost cultivator, or completely dissipate it, that is the so-called soul flying away.

After the voice fell, the ghost cultivator moved the stick in his hand again, and a thicker stick shadow than before appeared instantly, and then smashed towards Han Ling with a whistling sound.

"The door of life and death!"

Han Ling's pretty face darkened slightly, anger surged in her heart, her two handprints continued, and the power of the underworld in her body surged out, and a pitch-black portal suddenly appeared in front of her.

This is a devil's door, and inside the door is a huge grimace that keeps spinning, as if it wants to completely devour everything that enters the door.

"puff!"

The huge stick shadow smashed into the door, but it seemed to be smashed into the water, only a slight sound was made, and then the huge stick shadow, like ice and snow encountering flames, began to melt.

"what!"

The young ghost cultivator's complexion changed drastically. He could only feel that the power of the underworld in his body was continuously flowing into the demon's gate through the stick body.

He has a feeling that these energies will not disappear after they flow into the door, but will become reciprocal energy, supplementing each other.

If this continues, as long as the power of the underworld in his body is completely exhausted, his doomsday will come.

The feeling of this young ghost cultivator is correct. These energies will indeed not disappear, but will be replenished into Han Ling's body after transformation. If Han Ling's body is full of ghost power, these energies will be transformed into non-attributed energies , stored in the book of life and death, and used to improve Han Ling's cultivation in the future.

The gate of life and death is one of the means of the book of life and death, and this is the magic of the book of life and death.

"Blast me!"

The young ghost cultivator shouted violently, and the huge stick shadow exploded instantly. With the help of the explosion force, he finally cut off the connection between his own power of the underworld and the demon's gate, and was able to escape.

But facing such a violent explosion force, the demon portal just trembled slightly, swallowing all the violent energy. Such a powerful explosion failed to cause any damage to the surroundings.

Watching the battle between the two, Han Feng felt his heart flutter. It turns out that his sister has become so strong, and she is no longer the weak little girl in his heart.

At first, he was still a little worried, although he could see that if it wasn't for the stick, this ghost cultivator would not be Han Ling's opponent at all. That guy was just relying on the power of the weapon, but there is no way, the weapon itself is strength a part of.

However, when Han Ling opened the door of the devil, his heart was completely relieved. Although he didn't experience it personally, he could see the extraordinaryness of the door. invincible.

"What method are you doing?" The ghost cultivator looked at the devil's door with a look of horror. Facing such a door, he had no way to attack.

"The way to kill you!"

Han Ling snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the demon gate rushed towards the ghost cultivator so straightly, as if he wanted to swallow his whole body into the gate.

"what……"

The ghost cultivator screamed frantically, waved his hands continuously, and blasted huge energy palm prints towards the demon's gate, trying to blast it back.

However, his efforts were in vain. Those energy palm prints were like meat buns beating dogs. He pressed his head down.

Just as the ghost cultivator was about to be swallowed by the door, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Dare to act presumptuously on my territory, court death!"

Following this sound, an old man with a raised chin and a goatee instantly appeared between the young ghost cultivator and the Devil's Gate.

In his hand, a huge ghost-headed knife came out of his hand and slashed towards the demon's gate.

"laugh!"

The Ghost Head Knife was the same as the previous Stick Shadow, it was not in the entrance, and did not make any sound, and the energy on it also began to be absorbed and swallowed.

"It turns out that there is such a method, no wonder my disciple is not your opponent." Feeling the loss of energy, the old man did not show any panic, but a sneer smile on his lips, "Since you want energy, I will give it more." You some."

As the old man's voice fell, he waved his hand, and in the void, a huge energy instantly gathered, and then rushed towards the demon's door at high speed.

The old man's hand made Han Ling's complexion change, and with a wave of his hand, the Devil's Gate began to retreat rapidly, avoiding the energy.

The speed at which her demon gate absorbs energy is related to her cultivation base. With her current cultivation base, she simply cannot withstand so much energy pouring in at the same time, which will make the demon gate burst, and she will also be affected. And hurt.

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