Mosu: Start the Wushan Five Elements!

　　"Why not? Young Master Linghu."

　　The little girl grinned, her whole body was lit with flames, emitting black smoke, like being burned by oil.

　　This female ghost was burned to death with gasoline by her classmates, so after she became a ghost, her whole body was on fire.

　　"Help, help."

　　Linghufeng cried miserably.

　　Snapped!

　　The little girl shattered suddenly, the sparks dissipated, and the arm disappeared.

　　Linghufeng fell to the ground, and the flesh on his arm was scorched.

　　Su Yang slowly landed outside the building.

　　"Daoist Su Yang, Daoist Su Yang is here."

　　The crowd exclaimed.

　　Su Yang glanced at Linghufeng, put his hand on top of his head, and injected a mana, Linghufeng's injury was healed immediately.

　　boom!

　　In just a split second, Linghufeng's cultivation broke through the mythical level.

　　"Suddenly...Breakthrough!"

　　Linghufeng couldn't believe that he couldn't break through the mythical level after practicing so hard for so long. Su Yang just touched the top of his head, and he broke through.

　　Moreover, the cultivation base seems to have reached the myth level 3.

　　This kind of cultivation, even the master can't reach...  

　　Linghufeng raised his head to look at Su Yang, that back was an insurmountable mountain and an insurmountable sea.

　　Is this Su Yang's strength?

　　I was just trying to compare myself to him, how stupid.

　　He's a god, and I'm just an ant.

　　"Senior Brother Linghu, are you alright?"

　　The Huashan disciple helped Linghu Peak up, and was surprised that there was no wound.

　　"Senior Brother Linghu is really amazing."

　　"As expected of the senior brother, there is no wound."

　　"I knew that little female ghost couldn't hurt Senior Brother."

　　Huashan disciples touted Linghu Peak.

　　"You step back, this monster is very powerful, you are not opponents."

　　Su Yang said coldly.

　　Linghufeng knelt down and kowtowed three times in a row, and led the Huashan disciples out of the battlefield.

　　Ordering a Huazi, Su Yang looked at the unfinished building, feeling a little unhappy.

　　A good barbecue, not good.

　　"Come out and peek at what I'm doing."

　　In the garage downstairs opposite, a fluorescent green figure suddenly appeared, a female ghost with dark eyes, standing there staring at Su Yang.

　　Is it the female ghost of Kunchiyan?

　　The female ghost in the mental hospital is good at controlling the minds of others, causing people to break down.

　　The female ghost's eyes suddenly increased, and the surrounding witchers seemed to see a face facing him, with dark eyes staring at him.

　　There's always someone chattering next to the ear...

　　"what!"

　　The witcher couldn't withstand this kind of mental attack in 1.6, and became irritable and frightened.

　　call..

　　The female ghost appeared in front of Su Yang, her dark eyes stared at Su Yang, her mind attacked and wanted to enter Su Yang's spiritual mind.

　　Su Yang sneered: "If you like looking at me so much, don't blink."

　　The colorless pupils opened, the world was black and white, and the female ghost's eyes shattered.

　　The female ghost let out a shrill scream, knelt on the ground, covered her eyes, and kept bleeding black.

　　"Comparing your eyes with me, you can figure it out."

　　Su Yang ordered a Hua Zi, shook his head and smiled.

　　Something that doesn't know life or death.

　　Inside the building, Shamanism priest Jin Shuhui watched Su Yang through the gap.

　　As expected of the first Taoist priest in China, he actually broke the eyes of the Kunchiyan ghost with his eyes.

　　but...

　　Whoosh!

　　A black shadow flew out of the building and went straight to Su Yang. .

Chapter 130

　　"careful!"

　　The cannon fired, the bullet passed through the black shadow, and it didn't work at all.

　　"This is? Hair?"

　　Only then did the witcher discover that this strange thing was actually a bundle of hair.

　　This is this hair is very weird, too much, and it seems like he has spirituality.

　　Whoosh!

　　The hair rushed in, Su Yang's figure flashed, his hair fell, and he passed through a tank next to him without any resistance.

　　Before I was surprised, the tank turned into a pile of metal grit.

　　Actually quietly smashed the tank.

　　The tank soldier shivered, but fortunately he had just urinated.

　　The hair missed a hit, hovered in the air, rolled into a ball of black wool, and fell to the ground.

　　With her hair scattered, a woman, dressed in white, was standing on the ground.

　　This is Jisoo, a wig girl.

　　"Your hair is beautiful, give it to me."

　　Zhixiu stared at Su Yang and sneered.

　　Wig ghost, she was a ghost who died of cancer.

　　Because of chemotherapy, he lost all his hair during his lifetime and was ridiculed.

　　After death, she specialized in killing people, collecting their hair, each hair is a life.

　　This female ghost with 16 thick hair killed at least [-] people.

　　No wonder it's so strong.

　　Priest Jin Shuhui laughed secretly in the building: Zhixiu was a female ghost with a hundred thousand beheadings. She should have killed [-] people in her hands, but a hundred thousand beheadings sounded a bit domineering.

　　Yi Meng finally arrived and landed beside Su Yang.

　　"Su Yang, how is it?"

　　Jisoo's eyes lit up when she saw Yimeng.

　　"Your hair is so beautiful, black and long, I want it."

　　Whoosh!

　　Ji Soo turned into a ball of black hair and rushed towards Yi Meng.

　　"Hmph, it's unreasonable to dare to do something to this princess!"

　　Two purple and cyan flying swords flew out of Yi Meng's hands, passing through his black hair.

　　A few screams came out of the hair, Ziqing Shuangjian killed a few female ghosts, but still couldn't stop it.

　　This purple and green double sword is the ultimate weapon of Shushan, and the Taoist Chimei only said that it would be lent to Yimeng and refused to give it away.

　　Because the sky struck the thunder flame to Li Ying and Wuji two junior brothers.

　　"Protect the princess."

　　Zhu Kuai shouted that if Yi Meng made a mistake, these people would be blamed for their deaths.

　　Bullet shooting, of course, has no effect.

　　Su Yang sneered as her hair fluttered towards Yi Meng.

　　"With such long hair, I'll give you a double ponytail."

　　The fire cloth on his body flew out and shuttled through his hair like a golden snake, tying his hair into two.

　　Su Yang grabbed the ponytail, Zhixiu couldn't hide it, and showed a ghost.

　　Not to mention, the white dress, the ponytails in his hands, and his back turned to him, Su Yang suddenly felt that this action was a bit like riding a horse...

　　The fire cloth has been upgraded, trapping the resentful soul in the hair.

　　Su Yang's powerful mana suppressed Zhixiu, making him unable to transform.

　　"Let go of me, let me go."