Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

But everything is personal.

There is a natural fear of things like ghosts.

ghost.

It's illusory and confusing.

This thing is simply not comprehensible to ordinary people.

"Xiao'er, come here!"

Lin Xiaotian forced himself to stand up and roared.

however.

The corner of Lin Xiao's mouth curled into a smile.

He raised his head and stared at Wang Qingcang: "Patriarch Wang, you really surprised me. I didn't expect that under your identity as a voodoo master, there is actually another layer hidden, the ghost controller... It's interesting."

"Ok?"

When Wang Qingcang saw that there was no surprise on Lin Xiao's face, he frowned slightly, "You know... the ghost controller?"

"Come on, let me see... what is your natal ghost."

Lin Xiao didn't answer his question.

next second.

Wang Qingcang laughed strangely: "Zhuzi, today, I will let you see what a real disaster is. Blue-faced ghost with fangs, show yourself!!!"

Accompanied by Wang Qingcang's voice fell.

Groups of thick ghostly energy began to rush towards his body crazily.

Coincidentally at this time.

The moon in the sky is covered by dark clouds.

The ghost energy, like the tide, condensed rapidly.

It's getting thicker and thicker.

Followed by.

A blue-faced ghost with fangs suddenly appeared on Wang Qingcang's head.

hiss! ! !

The moment Lin Xiaotian and others saw the blue-faced ghost with fangs.

They all started to gasp.

I saw that the dark blue face of the green-faced ghost with fangs was full of blood holes, and there was no good piece of meat at all.

A pair of long fangs made people feel chills down their backs just looking at them.

Even more frightening is...

Its two eyes have no eyeballs, only two black eye sockets.

But anyone who is swept over by its black eye sockets will feel a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Gollum.

Gollum.

Gollum.

The sound of swallowing a lot of saliva resounded in the square.

Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Judging from the ghostly aura around this green-faced ghost with fangs, this guy... should have more than four hundred years of cultivation.

It can be regarded as the existence of a half-step ghost king! !

"Zhuzi, I'll give you one last chance to hand over the holy-level Gu worms, and maybe I can spare you."

Wang Qingcang, who was in mid-air, looked down on Lin Xiao on the ground with the posture of a king.

His voice, like Hong Lei, is sonorous and powerful.

Hear this.

There was a trace of indifference across Lin Xiao's face.

"Patriarch Wang, do you think... the ghost controller... can beat me? I'm sorry... Actually... I'm not just a voodoo master."

Lin Xiao said this sentence word by word.

As soon as this word comes out.

Wang Qingcang's face was slightly condensed, and there was a dignified look in his eyes.

And hundreds of Lin family sons also looked at Lin Xiao with puzzled eyes.

He said that he is not just a voodoo master...