Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The car was about to stop, but the driver was still standing.

Sizzle!

In the dark night, a sharp brake sound broke the silence, leaving two dark tire marks on the asphalt road.

A blood knife fell from the sky, piercing the black Passat on the side of the asphalt road!

Gurgle!

Inside the car, the middle-aged man with scars and the driver swallowed their saliva, looking at the terrifying evil spirit of the magic knife, and they were terrified!

C-level spiritual weapon, the magic knife with thousands of blades!

The magic knife stood upright in the middle, but it seemed to stand on their foreheads, scarring them so much that they dared not move!

The middle-aged man with scars looked at Lin Que, who had a blood lotus mark blooming between his eyebrows, and his pores tightened!

Still a 25-year-old boy?

This is clearly a demon!

He wanted to burst out his soul power to fight, but reason told him that if he dared to act rashly, Lin Que would kill him with a knife!

The driver glanced at Lin Que, his eyes were fierce, and he stepped on the accelerator hard, ignoring the risk of being cut by the magic knife, and rushed towards the cliff not far away.

"Looking for death!"

Lin Que made a move in the void, and the magic knife pierced the driver's heart straightly.

The driver leaned on the driver's seat with his eyes wide open, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness!

"Second soul skill, void transfer!"

Lin Que's soul skill was activated, and a space force wrapped around the black Passat and disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already on the roadside a hundred meters away.

Bang!

Lin Que kicked out, and the car door flew out with the scarred middle-aged man inside, and fell heavily on the fence on the roadside.

Hiss!

The intense pain made the scarred middle-aged man tremble all over and take a breath of cold air.

Lin Que walked down from the car slowly, holding the magic knife Qianren with blood veins all over the blade, and looked down at the scarred middle-aged man indifferently!

"Where are the two girls you took away?"

"Go ask the King of Hell!"

The scarred middle-aged man's soul power was surging all over his body, surging out like a tide, holding a black sickle in his hand in the void!

Weapon spirit, sickle!

"The fourth soul..."

Bang!

Before the scarred middle-aged man released his soul skills, Lin Que moved in the void to the scarred middle-aged man, grabbed the scarred middle-aged man's face with his left hand, and smashed it hard on the ground!

In an instant, a basin-sized pit was smashed out of the solid asphalt road surface.

"Why... why, I'm level 48!"

The scarred middle-aged man's heart was turbulent, full of disbelief!

The next second, he saw a wisp of cold ghost energy rising from Lin Que's body.

"Ghost, ghost!"

The scarred middle-aged man's head was pressed into the pit by Lin Que, and he kept struggling, just like a stranded daughter, flapping his body.

"Level 48, is it very strong?" Lin Que smiled bloodthirstily.

As early as after killing the flying-winged bone sculpture, he absorbed the ghost energy, and his ghost essence had already broken through the C level!

Level 48?

Just garbage!

"Answer my question!"

"Mo Qingcheng and Tian Yu, where did you take them!"

The scarred middle-aged man's heart was filled with fear, and he rolled his throat: "I said, can you spare me?"

Stab!

"Ah!"

Lin Que stabbed the magic knife Qianren in his hand into the scarred middle-aged man's right leg, and the magic knife Qianren began to eat away the scarred middle-aged man's blood bit by bit!

In less than three minutes, he will bleed to death!

"I say, I say!"

The scarred middle-aged man screamed wildly. He felt that the blood in his body was being absorbed bit by bit by the magic knife in Lin Que's hand. The fear of death made him dare not hide it!

"In the southern suburbs!"

"Let me go!"

Lin Que didn't say anything, and slashed forward with the magic knife in his hand!

One cut to the throat!

Without the slightest hesitation!

The scarred middle-aged man's eyes widened, his body slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing, his eyes full of regret!

The magic knife in Lin Que's hand turned into a little blood light and escaped into his body.

He looked down at the body of the scarred middle-aged man, without the slightest pity in his eyes!

He didn't want to kill anyone, all this was forced by them!

He didn't kill the scarred middle-aged man!

The scarred middle-aged man would kill him, and his end would definitely be dozens of times more miserable!

Taking out his mobile phone, Lin Que found Lin Huan.

"Hello!"

Lin Huan's cold voice came from the phone.

"Sister, I need your help!"

Lin Que told Lin Huan what happened.

"In three minutes, the information will be sent to your mobile phone!"

After saying that, Lin Huan hung up the phone directly.

Lin Que glanced at the information on his phone, took out his Apache fighter, and headed straight for the southern suburbs!

Cangtong Town!

Above the Luo family!

Lin Huan, wearing a dark green windbreaker, bathed in thunder, walked in the air!

Thunders as thick as arms fell one after another, judging everything!