Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 111
Ah!
The old man let out a heart-piercing, tragic cry.Su Ming felt goosebumps all over his body, and his scalp was numb.

In less than half a minute, the old man was already submerged in gray gas, and his figure could not be seen. Only the louder screams echoed on the street.

"Five suns are really hot!"

With a wave of Su Ming's hand, flames appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping the old man.

"It hurts."

The evil spirit is burned away by the five suns real fire.

Under the severe pain, the old man kept scratching his whole body with his hands, his skin was torn apart, and the gray-white flesh was exposed to the air.

Disgusting.

Su Ming was secretly surprised, he didn't expect the sequelae of the Wind Demon Palm to be so painful.

It's really scary.

The old man's screams gradually fell silent, the arc of his struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Su Ming stretched out his hand to test his breath, grabbed his soul out casually, opened his mouth and sucked it into his stomach.

cool.

The soul power of a seventh-rank spiritual master is very strong, and its nutritional value is very high.

Su Ming licked his lips eagerly, he kind of liked this taste.

Huhu.

At this moment, he felt a strong breath.

He raised his eyebrows, jumped to a nearby tree, and hid in the dense branches.

"Master, you told me to go down the mountain to practice, why did you follow me?" A pleasant voice suddenly sounded, and one looked in the direction from which the voice came.

shit.

Beauty.

Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

She was tall and slender, with a protruding front and back, and her short hair set off her heroic appearance.She pursed her lips and muttered non-stop, her beautiful eyes were full of displeasure.

"Qiao Er, being a teacher is also for your own good. Although your cultivation base is very strong, but you have come down from the mountain. If something happens to you, it will be very sad for you to be a teacher."

Behind the beauty was an old man with a white beard, white hair, and white hair. At first glance, he looked like an old fairy in a film and television drama.

"master."

The beauty called out in a long voice.

"Joe, do you smell a strong evil spirit?"

The old man said suddenly.

"Not only did I smell it, I saw it."

Qiao Er looked beautifully at the old man whose soul was taken by Su Ming.

The old man looked up, surprised, and walked over quickly.

Seeing the old man's appearance, the master and apprentice made a sound of disgust.

"Master, how could he look like this, it's so scary."

"This person's body is gray and white, and he is not a normal cultivator. If he guessed correctly, he should be an evil cultivator."

"Evil repair?"

Qiaoer raised her head and looked around, her beautiful eyes full of surprise.

The old man said helplessly: "Qiaoer, can you be quieter. The evil cultivator is a murderous devil. You are so beautiful. If you miss and get caught by the evil cultivator, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Master, can't you hope for something good?" Qiaoer complained displeasedly.

The old man looked at Qiao Er's eyes full of doting, and he nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I must pray to the Patriarch Sanqing all day long, so that my apprentice can make great progress in his cultivation, and he will be safe and sound, free from illness and disaster."

"It's almost there."

Qiaoer kicked the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help asking: "Master, even if he is an evil cultivator, he can't be so terrifying."

"Retribution."

"Master, it's business."

The old man said slowly: "Disciple, you don't know that there are three levels of evil cultivators: evil, medium evil, and great evil. Evil cultivators generally rely on powerful evil things, such as corpse generals and ghost generals. The evil things that the evil and evil cultivators can control are equivalent to those below the third-grade master. The evil and evil cultivators are more powerful..."

"Where's the evil cultivator?"

Qiao Er blinked her eyes and asked curiously.

"The great evil and evil cultivators are powerful. Their own strength has reached the level of a spiritual master, and the level of evil things they can control is also very high. For ghost generals, at least they are at least seven or eight levels up from the mysterious level."

"Where's the corpse general?"

"The corpse king."

"The evil cultivator can actually control the corpse king? It's really that powerful."

"Evil cultivators are different from our orthodox path. They do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and they will do anything to increase their cultivation."

"Murder, blood-sucking, soul-swallowing and other terrible acts."

The old man sighed: "I think that when I was a teacher, I fought against a big evil cultivator. The ghost general of the big evil cultivator reached the fifth level of the earth level. I fought against him for a day and a night as a teacher, and finally found an opportunity to destroy him. .”

"Wow!"

Qiaoer exclaimed, "Master, do you still have such glorious deeds?"

"Of course, otherwise, why do you think you can sit firmly as the master of the seven peaks as a teacher." The old man said arrogantly.

"Master, can you stop pretending? There are only two people in our sect, you and me..."

Qiao Er was quite shameless and directly demolished the old man's platform.

The old man looked slightly embarrassed.

"Master, I heard that Yin Junzi, the third-ranked genius in the spirit list, was killed. The ghost general of Yin Junzi was Laihuer, the second most powerful man in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Who killed him? Was it those old men in the Yin-Yang world? The guy fell in love with his ghost general, and killed the Yin gentleman by bullying the little?"

Qiaoer suddenly mentioned this matter.

"The current Yin-Yang world is mixed and uneven. Although the ghost general of Yin Junzi is the second most powerful Laihuer in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, he can't show his full strength."

"why."

"The power of the ghost general comes from the soul power, and the evil spirit. Only when the evil spirit is stronger, the strength of the ghost general will be stronger. Today's young people only want to show off their might, so how can they seriously polish their ghosts? Will."

The old man talked eloquently, "Compared to the ghost generals of the era when I was a teacher, the ghost generals of today are at least five or six levels lower."

"There's such a big gap."

Beauty Qiaoer pouted her lips and said.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, this is just a casual estimate. If you really want to calculate it, the gap is even bigger." The old man said seriously.

Qiaoer rolled her eyes and smiled, "Master, how does my ghost general compare with Laihuer?"

"This one……"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and Qiaoer immediately became unhappy, and said coquettishly: "Master, you lied to me again. You clearly said that my ghost general is invincible in the world. Now I ask who is better than you and Laihuer. To think and hesitate.”

The old man wiped the sweat from his brow with his hand, and hurriedly comforted the angry disciple, "Disciple, how dare I lie to you as a master."

"You just lied to me."

Joel turned around angrily.

The old man blew his beard and stared, smiled, and comforted in a low voice: "Disciple, I really didn't lie to you as a teacher. Your ghost general is Sun Shangxiang, a famous female general in history."

"When did Sun Shangxiang become a famous female general? Master, you are a liar, a big liar."

"Oh, my good apprentice, how dare the master lie to you. Sun Shangxiang is a ghost general selected by the master for you from the ghosts. Don't look at her as a girl, but she has a real cultivation base. She alone Conquering a piece of the world east of Guishen, no one can underestimate her."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. When did my teacher lie to you?"

"Okay, let me trust you for once."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "What a little ancestor."

Haha.

Su Ming couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Who?"

The old man and Qiaoer looked up together. Su Ming jumped down from the tree and waved at them.

The old man looked at Su Ming solemnly. He hadn't realized that there were other people hidden here.

(End of this chapter)