I Am the Corpse Master

But, who made Jiang Lin's attack too ruthless, even if he didn't use any spiritual power, he beat the black judge severely and barked.

However, after weighing it for a while, the black judge was still unwilling to just retreat.

What he assumed was that Jiang Lin was not injured at all, and that those female ghosts were not in his hands now. In case he evacuated, Jiang Lin left Ermao, which would be a very big deal for him to recapture the immortal treasure later. trouble.

Of course, all of this must be based on whether Jiang Lin's injuries are real.

What Jiang Lin said, how to explain, he didn't even believe a single punctuation mark, he had to confirm it himself.

So, the black judge rushed towards Jiang Linfei with a tentative attack.

Man, just don't run.

Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the big idiot, the black judge, didn't put oil on the soles of his feet, things would be fine.

Because he was relieved, Jiang Lin's expression naturally showed some clues, and now he couldn't even control his facial expressions.

Just when he was about to show Commander Yin again, the black judge immediately felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Lin's appearance made it clear that he wanted black people again.

At this moment, the black judge decided to withdraw!

Although he cared about the immortal treasures on Jiang Lin's body, although he suffered a big loss, although it was extremely difficult to deal with Jiang Lin after he left, once he was directly hacked to death by Jiang Lin here, then nothing left.

Life is gone, no matter how many immortal treasures, what use is there!

The black judge even omitted the exploratory attack, and a swallow came back in mid-air.

go!

I'm so...

Jiang Lin's face turned black, like a black judge.

His commander Yin is ready, and he will wait for the black judge to come over. He will take it and completely cut off all the abilities of this guy. After that, he will wait for the spiritual power in his body to slowly recharge, and wait until the supplementary spiritual power can be fully replenished. After exerting the power of the mourning stick, he rammed it to death with a stick.

Directly hit it and dissipate it.

The imagination is very happy, but the reality is very skinny.

How could he have thought that the black judge was halfway through and slipped away.

No matter what he says or how he explains it, this fellow just doesn't believe that he has no more ability now.

Just to go.

"What are you running for? What are you running for! What do you want me to do to stay? You black dog, I'm throwing mine!"

Jiang Lin was so angry that he cursed, and the bloody spittle flew out.

After that, he let the spiritual power he finally accumulated pour out, took out Commander Yin again, and pressed his palm against it.

With the activation of spiritual power, the Yin Commander suddenly shines brightly, and the fan-shaped area quickly spreads out.

The black judge had never discovered that Jiang Lin had Commander Yin before, so he never prepared for Jiang Lin to have such a hand.

Although he was guarding against Jiang Lin's sneak attack, it was only a means of guarding against attacks. The light projected from Commander Yin was not an attack.

Almost instantly, the ghost body of the black judge was covered by the fan-shaped light area, and then an extremely powerful suction force acted on him.

Then he was pulled by this invisible force and flew backward passively.

what's the situation!

The black judge quickly resisted this huge force, turned around, and saw Commander Yin in Jiang Lin's hands.

"This... This is a magic weapon specially designed to restrain ghosts, and it is a tool of the ghost town? How can you have it!"

The black judge shouted. Although he had never seen Commander Yin in Jiang Lin's hands, the aura it exudes and its working principle are very similar to some of the instruments used by the underworld officials. Certainly not unfamiliar.

What shocked him even more was that Jiang Lin's utensil could actually make even one of his ghosts sink into a quagmire.

At this moment, the black judge finally understood why he couldn't escape before being beaten by Jiang Lin, and after being beaten by Fatty, his escape multiple times was ineffective.

All because of this shit!

Similarly, he also figured out why the mourning stick in his hand was taken away, or because of this thing.

Unfortunately, the black judge understood it too late.

"What are you running for? You sue me, what are you running for!"

Jiang Lin's seven orifices were bleeding, and a pair of blood stared at the black judge.

Because he wanted to keep the black judge strong, he recklessly poured all the spiritual power he had just accumulated into the Yin commander, otherwise he would not have full confidence to capture this idiot.

It was because of this that his physical condition deteriorated to the point of collapse.

It takes a lot of effort and effort to expand Commander Yin's control range to such a large extent.

Moreover, this is not enough. After he took the black judge over, he could only ban some of the abilities of this guy. If he wanted to kill him, he had to accumulate spiritual power with the help of a mourning stick.

Gotta be tortured again!

If the goods don't run and don't want to slip, there's not that much to do.

"I said it all, I was seriously injured, why don't you believe it? Why don't you believe it!"

As Jiang Lin roared, he increased the infusion of spiritual power, and some beams and runes were released from Commander Yin, which landed directly on the black judge.

When the black judge saw this, he immediately started to move regardless of the consequences, but unfortunately, this commander of Yin was brought over from the Middle Earth by Jiang Lin, and it was a little different from some special instruments in the ghost city. Lots of discounts.

After about half an hour, the light in Commander Yin dimmed.

And Jiang Lin has become a blood man through and through, and Tian Linggai is bleeding.

As for the black judge, he fell from the air, and all his abilities as a ghost were blocked. Not to mention flying, even floating in the air, he couldn't do it.

"My body... it's all fucking exploded like this, I'm vomiting dozens of pounds of blood, why don't you believe it? I'm already like this, what do you want me to believe? Knock, what do you want? What are you running for!"

Jiang Lin threw out the mourning stick and staggered towards the black judge.

As he walked, he hummed a song: "Blame me for not being able to follow. What do you want from me in the direction you are going? What do you want~"

"I still haven't hesitated~ I'll send you to heaven~ No matter what~ I can beat you until dawn~"

Jiang Lin sang paragraph after paragraph. He used to sing before, but at that time he only did it when he was proud of the situation or wanted to stimulate his opponent's nerves, but this time, he really wanted to sing.

I was so pissed I wanted to sing.

Oh, he doesn't know how many blood holes there are in his body. The idiot, the black judge, doesn't believe that he is injured, and just wants to slip away.

Am I slipping you!

You... you stop singing.

The skin on Black Judge's face was starting to twitch. He didn't know what song Jiang Lin was singing, but to him, it sounded like a funeral song.

The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-seven chapters only want to die

Now the black judge is completely panicked. Almost all of his abilities have been banned, let alone the mourning stick in Jiang Lin's hands. Even if the injured female ghosts came together, they might be able to beat him to death.

He couldn't run, not even the chance to escape.

Looking for ghosts to besiege and beating is a little flattering to the current situation of the black judge. It is a weak woman who can beat this guy with a few willow branches and scream.

It's over, it's over.

The black judge gradually felt a fear that he had never felt before, and he already had regrets in his heart.

Why did you want to hit Jiang Lin's idea!

This scumbag, but a character who can destroy Wutian, can this idea be a good idea?

Because of the fear in his heart, the black judge had forgotten what his state of mind was when he decided to go to war with Jiang Lin.

At that time, he was trying his best to hypnotize himself, thinking that Jiang Lin was only able to do it with the help of external conditions and good luck. If he really wanted to fight in a real fight, Jiang Lin couldn't do it at all.

Such an idea, in the heart of the black judge at this time, does not exist at all.

Because he had completely confirmed that Jiang Lin was injured at all, and the injury he suffered was by no means ordinary.

At this time, Jiang Lin left bloody footprints every time he took a step, and the blood on the footprints almost turned into a pool.

One can imagine the severity of Jiang Lin's injuries.

In other words, from the very beginning, Jiang Lin was injured.

Thinking of this, the black judge suddenly felt a little scalp numb.

Jiang Lin was injured so badly, he could still follow him and chase after him, and even in this state, he made a small trick and snatched the ghost bag from his hand.

After saving a group of female ghosts, he also resisted his frontal attack.

At that time, Jiang Lin must have been injured more and more, but even so, this kid smashed his Dharma body to the point where he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

How terrifying is this?

The black judge didn't dare to think about it anymore. Jiang Lin didn't have any help. The female ghost over there has never participated in the battle, and Jiang Lin himself is doing his best.

Even a cultivator at the level of God Transformation, he couldn't do this step even when he was seriously injured, but Jiang Lin did it.

And he was a black judge, but he provoked such a person.

"No...don't come here."

After the black judge got up, he retreated again and again. In any case, he was going to retreat first, to put it bluntly, that is, to escape.

He wondered if Jiang Lin could take this into consideration and give him some face.

"Did I let you run away!"

Jiang Lin sneered, then jumped up, holding the mourning stick in both hands, and smashed the black judge with the stick.

"Hide? I let you hide!"

He took out a thunder and lightning rune from his arms, and Jiang Lin projected it out, causing the black judge to twitch on the ground as if he was insane.

"Why are you running? Why don't you believe me, Lei Dianjie, don't you believe me!"

Jiang Lin questioned the black judge while typing, and he uttered Cantonese.

The black judge didn't answer anything, and he couldn't answer it now, because after being beaten by Jiang Lin again, he could only scream and couldn't get his mouth out.