I Am the Corpse Master

Jiang Lin threw three grenades.

Three consecutive six-yang explosions, sixth-level Yang-inducing Talisman!

The masked ghost witch had never seen the Exploding Flame Talisman, and had no idea what this sweet potato-like thing was for.

"Soul head? Haha... Our ghost and witch clan play the rest."

"Ha, you are paralyzed!"

Jiang Lin was really speechless, this laughter was a kind of destruction to his memory.

It gave him the feeling that Zhou Xingchi was making a movie here, and Nima also played a very brainless villain.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Almost in an instant, the masked ghost witch was blasted with blood, his cloak was blown up, and his mask was blown to pieces.

The ghost witch is not really a human being. If any ghost witch hides in the ghost nest, the kid will not be able to find out that he is an alien, so the flame bombs do him great damage.

The masked ghost witch flew upside down eight meters and fell heavily to the ground. This time he didn't cultivate for seven or eight years, so don't even think about it.

Jiang Lin rushed over to get rid of him, but the masked ghost swiped into the ground like a ghost.

A mile away, the masked ghost witch flashed out, clutching his chest, trembling with anger.

"Blood Taisui, little zombies, and thousands of ghosts, two of the three conditions have been met, and I can detain the ghosts of the ancestors of ghost witches. I hate it!"

The inheritance of ghost witches has been broken, and there is no way to continue, even the masked ghost witches with outstanding ghost repair talents have no way to go further.

He wanted to obtain the ghost witch inheritance from the dead ghost witch ancestor, and now the entire plan has been destroyed by Jiang Lin.

"Jiang Lin, don't chase after poor bandits!"

After the masked ghost witch escaped, the ninth uncle called out to Jiang Lin, and just as his voice fell, a cloudy wind suddenly rose on the ground.

A dozen or so ghosts who had eaten blood Tai Sui were stacked together to form a monster two feet tall.

"Lin Zi, be careful! That's the ghost of the ghost witch clan."

"Gui Yan? Is this a ghost centipede?"

Jiang Lin felt his stomach turn over and over again, this monster ghost is like welding ghosts to each other.

"Ow~"

The six-meter-high ghost and ghost screamed wildly, and the arm formed by the ghosts waved towards Jiang Lin.

Too fast.

Before Jiang Lin could react, he was knocked flying by the monster's arm, and a poplar tree the thickness of the mouth of a bowl was smashed on his back.

Fortunately, Jiang Lin's physique was excellent, but he felt breathless for a while.

"Jianglin!"

"Uncle Shi, I'm fine, this ghost is not easy to deal with, you guys be careful."

Jiang Lin adjusted his breathing and projected a few flaming paper cranes.

"To deal with this ghost, you can't get close to it, first trap it with a formation!"

Zhang Han knew the power of Guiyan, and many people who cultivated Taoism in Xiangxi were killed at the hands of this monster.

"Senior Brother Hangu, Junior Brother Four Eyes, be very careful, this ghost may have the strength of a peak ghost general."

Uncle Jiu took out a red thread and threw it to Zhang Hanhe.

These ghosts have already been able to materialize. Once this monster rampages, the impact force is even stronger than that of a carriage.

Jiang Lin has a body training plan to strengthen his body, but they don't.

"Master, uncle, you set up the formation, and I bound it."

From Jiang Lin's palms, Yang Yan's whip appeared, and he bound Gui Yan to buy time for Jiu Shu and the others.

"Roar!"

Gui Yan was scorched by the fiery firecrackers and burst into a roar.

One after another, Yang Zhiqi spurted out from Jiang Lin's fingertips, shooting holes the size of the mouth of a bowl on Li Gui's body.

"Jiang Lin, don't waste your spiritual power. These ghosts devoured the blood Tai Sui and were parasitized by it. They can repair the damage they suffered. They need to use fire."

Jiu Shu and Zhang Han also came to Jiang Lin's side after setting up the trap.

Just as Jiu Shu said, the hole in this ghost is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior Brother Hangu, Junior Brother Four Eyes, you two help me burn this monster with the true fire of Samadhi."

Ninth Uncle held two Essence Fire Talismans with his fingers and made them burn. Zhang Hanhe, behind Ninth Uncle, pointed his spiritual power and lit it towards the flame on the Essence Fire Talisman.

The flames on the two fine fire talismans were rushed by the spiritual power shot, and the flames on them were sprayed towards the trapped Guiyan.

"Panyang Palm!"

Jiang Lin also shot at the same time, and the golden Yang Yan spurted out from his palms, burning the ghosts.

Gui Yan let out a shrill ghost howl, and the three flames that gathered the strength of Jiu Shu, Zhang Han, and Jiang Lin were soaring, burning Gui Yan's huge body.

Whether it is the true samadhi fire or the golden yang flame, encountering ghost qi and yin qi is like encountering gasoline.

Ten minutes later, the many ghosts that made up Guiyan were burned into nothingness.

Soul flies away.

"Uncle, where is the blood too old?"

After solving Guiyan, Jiang Lin found that the blood Taisui that had been on the ground had disappeared.

This piece of evil fungus is definitely a scourge.

"Humph!"

Ninth Uncle snorted coldly, drew a Tai Chi diagram with his feet, and stomped on the ground.

Xue Taisui was shaken out and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Hangu, Junior Brother Four Eyes, the prisoner of evil! This blood Tai Sui must also be burned, and the smoke can't spread freely, it needs to be fully burned out."

When Jiu Shu and Zhang Han exchanged their cultivation experience, they also confirmed each other's learning, so even if the prison of evil is Maoshan's array, Zhang Han also understands the principle.

After the three set up the formation, the equilateral triangle ink bucket line array emitted orange-gold light, and then three light and shadow curtain walls rose up, forming a triangular prism-like prison.

Blood Taisui was trapped in it.

With a wink at Jiang Lin, Ninth Uncle and Jiang Lin once again made the flames rush towards Xue Tai Sui in the prison.

"Bring the wind!"

He twisted a yellow talisman in his hand, pointed it out, and the wind whistled towards the prison.

Zhang Han also set up a wind blast outside the prison.

Wind borrows fire, and fire borrows wind.

The blood Taisui was burned by the raging flames, and the rising blood-red smoke filled the entire prison.

Destroyed by the wind and fire, the smoke swirled in the prison, and finally gradually turned gray.

Although blood Taisui is an evil thing, it does not pose much threat in itself. It can only parasitize its host by being swallowed.

Therefore, the piece of blood that killed a Wangjiazhen was too old. With the combined efforts of Jiang Lin and the others, it disappeared forever.

Chapter [*]: The Spicy-eyed Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist

Although the matter in Wangjiazhen was solved, Jiu Shu and the others did not feel much relieved, and the ghost witch appeared in the world again.

At the time of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the army was in turmoil, and the ghosts and witches rose up to take advantage of the turmoil to collect ghosts.

Now that the Republic of China has been decided, and the wars have continued in the past, the masked ghost witch should have collected a lot of dead souls from it.

And since the ghost witch appeared here, and there was blood Taisui in his hand, he didn't know how many towns in other places were harmed by him.

"Wild fire, in spring."

Zhang Han's mood is also very heavy. When the ancestor of the Chen Dao School was to eradicate the ghosts and witches, he volunteered to be cursed and gave up his own body to join the Xiangxi Righteous Daoists to kill the ghosts and witches.

How many decent people have been cursed and blackened, and they have fought with the same family and the same room, and paid such a high price, hundreds of years later, ghosts and witches have reappeared in the world.

Fortunately, the secret poison slave curse of the ghost witch family cannot be reproduced in the world, otherwise the tragedy of history may still repeat itself.

Ninth Uncle said: "After I go back, I will let Junior Brother Qianhe release the news, and I can't give this vicious ghost witch a chance to turn around."

Now, with the strength of just a few of them, trying to find the ghosts and witches hiding in the dark is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Dealing with ghost witches is not just their own business.

"I will also write a letter to inform Xiangxi Shimen and other colleagues of this situation."

Zhang Han and Jiu Shu have the same idea. It is a good policy to find out in time and eliminate them in time.

The four returned to Wangjiazhen Square and told Daoist Qianhe and the master about the ghost and witch.

Daoist Qianhe stated that he would definitely spread this information as soon as possible.

The master is also going to Xiaoleiyin Temple to report the reappearance of ghost witches to Master Kuhua.

After everyone cleaned up the ghost witch blood curse on the Wangjia Town Square and the streets, and after appeasing the villagers, they returned to Yizhuang together.

"Lin Zi, your Yang Finger Sword can now be turned into a sword with one hand?"

On the way, Zhang Han couldn't help asking about Jiang Lin's cultivation. It was the first time he saw Jiang Lin use Yang's sword against the enemy.

This look really surprised him.

"Uh... Thanks to the half Snow Mountain Sun God Pearl given to me by Uncle Qianhe, I can barely see the disciple's entry."

After listening to Jiang Lin's words, Zhang Han stumbled, barely able to read?

If this can barely be seen, then the coffin boards of their Chen Dao sect seniors and their ancestors will probably not be able to hold down.

"Jiang Lin is really a genius in Taoism."