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The breath of the soul on Pu Cunzhi’s body, in this netherworld wilderness, is like a firefly in the dark night, making it difficult not to pay attention.

Therefore, there have always been lonely souls and wild ghosts from afar who come to turn into Pu Cunzhi’s ‘nourishment’.

Merely…… There are also some tough old ghosts coming.

Lonely souls and wild ghosts, mostly low-level ghosts, may not even understand cultivation.

However, some lonely souls and wild ghosts, who have been in the netherworld for a long time, can slowly explore their ‘practice’.

Therefore, even among the lonely souls and wild ghosts, there are strong and weak.

Some are strong, and will even be called ghost kings.

These powerful ghosts, ghost power, strong body, and can also give birth to some strange abilities.

At this time, Pu Cunzhi’s soul breath on his body, while constantly attracting some lonely souls and wild ghosts, also attracted a ~ some ‘old ghosts’.

The breath on these strong old ghosts is obviously different from other lonely souls-wild ghosts.

Even, some lonely souls and wild ghosts, when these old ghosts arrive, will take the initiative to avoid it.

Pu Cunzhi was not worried and afraid, but his eyes lit up slightly.

“Although these low-level lonely souls and wild ghosts, accumulated into a lot, can also provide me with a lot of yin qi, but in the end, they still come a little slower.”

“These old ghosts came, but it was just right.”

The so-called old ghosts are only relative.

Those who can be attracted by Pu Cunzhi’s soul breath, almost all of them are really strong demons, and they are some demons who have sunk in the netherworld, and they will be obsessed with Pu Cunzhi’s soul breath.

Therefore, Pu Cunzhi at this time, even if he was surrounded by many ghosts, he was not panicked at all, but regarded it as his ‘grinding stone’.

“Boom!”

Many low-level lonely souls and wild ghosts all retreated in an instant, and in their place, some old ghosts who stepped forward.

Compared with the erratic, even illusory images of lonely souls and wild ghosts, most of the old ghosts look like real people, which is also a symbol of their strength.

“It’s really the breath of the soul of a living person.”

An old ghost, who even held a knife in his hand, was an impressive Ye Clan Yin Iron Weapon.

At this time, this old ghost was still holding a knife and smiling viciously: “This living soul belongs to me, I want to grab his living soul, find the connection between this living soul and the physical body, and use his physical body to return the yang!” ”

“Why to you, this living soul belongs to me!” The other old ghost, a foot tall, is completely hideous and devilish, very terrifying, and at this time he opened his mouth.

“It should belong to me.” There are other old ghosts who speak.

For a time, Pu Cunzhi’s front and back were surrounded by five or six old ghosts.

Even, these old ghosts are still fighting each other, and it seems that contradictions are about to break out.

Seeing this, Pu Cunzhi was a little impatient.

“Don’t fight…”

Pu Cunzhi whispered, the chain in his hand was already wrapped around his arm, and the scythe was already standing horizontally in front of him: “You all want to die…”

“Huh?” An old ghost looked at Pu Cunzhi, very surprised, and looked at Pu Cunzhi evilly: “This living soul is so arrogant.” ”

“Since he is so arrogant, then let me solve him!”

After that, this old ghost seemed to have found an opportunity, and he couldn’t wait to rush directly towards Pu Cunzhi.

“Hmph, it’s a good idea, and I want to monopolize this living soul.”

Seeing this, the other old ghosts couldn’t care about arguing, and they also hurried forward, wanting to take the lead and take down Pu Cunzhi.

“Hmph.”

Pu Cunzhi snorted coldly, and the huge scythe in his hand swung it.

Merely…… These old ghosts, one by one, have lived long enough, and have rich enough combat experience, and Pu Cunzhi’s disorderly wielding of the scythe can be dodged by them.

Seeing this, Pu Cunzhi directly gave up the undisciplined swing of the scythe, and took out the long sword made of Yin Iron.

With the long sword in hand, Pu Cunzhi was suddenly unusual.

Sword technique, Pu Cunzhi has obtained the sword technique of the swordsman of Xiahou in the world, and has received the guidance of Yan Chixia.

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On Laoshan Mountain, Yuan Qingzi also pointed out Pu Cunzhi’s sword technique.

Therefore, with the sword in hand, the strength that Pu Cunzhi exerted suddenly changed.

Even so, in the face of the siege of these old ghosts, Pu Cunzhi still had some pressure.

After all, even though Pu Cunzhi had just absorbed the Yin Qi and his true soul body had doubled, his starting point was not high.

And these old ghosts are all old ghosts in the netherworld for several years, each with their own means, very strong.

Merely…… Pu Cunzhi was not too helpless.

Even in the face of these old ghosts, he was full of confidence, and what he relied on was not only his Yin Guan body, or his own sword technique.

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“It’s time to experiment with the ‘Heavenly Gate Operational Research Technique’!”

In these two days, the seeds of the inheritance spell that Pu Cunshina received from Laoshan Motokiyoko had already germinated.

Pu Cunzhi once experimented with the magic of spells during the day.

And today, having absorbed enough Yin Qi, the power of the spell has also risen to a higher level.

Moreover, this ‘Heavenly Gate Movement Technique’ can not only be used in the Yang Realm, but can also be used in this Hades Realm.

Pu Cunzhi’s confidence is also because of this spell.

At this time, in the face of the siege of several old ghosts, Pu Cunzhi felt some pressure, so he did not hesitate to experiment with this spell.

“Drink!”

The big knife of the hideous evil ghost suddenly slashed at Pu Cunzhi’s head.

“Strategizing!”

Pu Cunzhi pinched the magic trick and used the magic power.

“Ugh!”

On the side, there was a scream, and on the head of another old ghost, a knife suddenly appeared, “What are you cutting me for?” ”

“Drink!”

The tall ghost rushed towards Pu Cunzhi.

“Heavenly Gate!” Pu Cunzhi drank low and pinched the spell.

Swish!

In front of the big ghost’s eyes, suddenly changed, suddenly empty, and Pu Cunzhi, who was originally in front of him, had disappeared.

“What’s going on?” _

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