The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 782 One Person, One Ghoul

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I don't agree with this ghost god's words. Are there still few ghosts in Ningchuan?Why don't you come out to mind your own business?
But I can't say that, after all, they are here to save me now.

Although the Qingmian Ghost King was somewhat dissatisfied, he still didn't dare to attack, he bowed his head obediently like a grandson and said, "Yes, Lord Ghost, Qingmian shouldn't trespass on your territory, Qingmian will leave now."

The ghost sneered: "Leave? Blue-faced paralytic, you give up half of your ghost heart and swear that you will never enter my Ningchuan territory again, so I will let you go!"

After hearing this sentence, the green-faced ghost king was stunned.

The blind ghost said from the side: "Qingmian, he is just an ordinary ghost, why are you afraid of him? Back then, the Beimang ghost king used the ghost king's body to overwhelm many experts. Although he was defeated in the end, he became a ghost. Practice, I'm afraid it's not much worse than Beiman, can't it deal with an ordinary ghost?

He wants you to be half ghostly, but in fact he has already harmed your cultivation. How can you spend your whole life of hard work as someone else's dowry? "

Although the blind ghost was bewitching with embellishments, the ghost king's natural fear of ghosts and gods made the green-faced ghost king dare not rebel against the ghosts and gods, and his tone was full of weakness: "Master ghosts and gods, even the king of hell, will not take it easy. If you want me to be half ghostly, don't you think that what you said is too much?"

The ghost is still invisible, but his tone is still domineering and arrogant: "Excessive? You trespassing on my territory is not too much? As a ghost in the underworld, who asked you to come to the underworld to do evil? I haven't killed for many years. Could it be that the ghosts of the underworld have forgotten my name as the Three Masters of Monster Hunting?"

The spirit of the ghost was extremely imposing, and the blue-faced ghost king trembled in fright, but he still couldn't bear to abandon half of his ghost heart.

The ancient corpse figurine also said at the side: "Qingmian, why are you afraid of him? We inquired before we came, Mr. Rong is not in Ningchuan City at the moment, not to mention they only have this ghost and that little girl at the moment, don't they? Can one stop the three of us?

We took this son's life, as long as we escape from Ningchuan, we will have a brighter future.

What's more, with my ability to wait, can't I even escape? "

What the ancient corpse figurines said is indeed true. It is difficult for so many masters of magic to get together, but it is too easy to disperse and escape.

The green-faced ghost king was instigated by the ancient corpse figurines and blind ghosts, and his violent aura rose instantly. He looked up at a corner of the garage: "Three Masters of Monster Hunting? In exchange for the old man, if I can eat the soul of this son, I will eventually become a ghost. If I can destroy ghosts, I will be able to achieve supernatural power. Whether I succeed or fail, I will see in this encounter. How big is the gap!"

As soon as the blue-faced ghost king's words fell, his dejected aura instantly became extremely sharp, and a black air sword appeared in his hand with every gesture.

The green-faced ghost king waved the black sword in his hand, and the entire garage was filled with thick black air. The black air was like a solid wall of gas, as if there were countless ghosts crying and howling, and countless struggling and biting ghosts rushing forward. Come at me.

The king of ghosts is the king of ghosts, when he gets angry, his qi is as real as it is.

At this time, the ghost wall gave me the feeling that it was not a touch of gas, but a real wall.

As the ghost wall approached, I immediately felt that the soul of my body seemed to be trembling, my whole body was swaying non-stop, and I felt like my body was being torn apart.

"Qingmian, you are bringing your own death!"

The ghost finally appeared at the exit, with loose long hair and red eyes, surrounded by black air, and a black robe covering his body.

At the top of his head, a circle of crimson light surrounded his head!

Ghost aura!

Buddha has Dharma, Dao has Dharma, ghosts and gods also have Dharma!

With different cultivation bases, the size and color of the Dharma will vary.

Looking at the ghostly aura of this ghost, it is obvious that the color is thick and the arrogance is monstrous.

Is this the true face of ghosts and gods?The first time I felt that ghosts were so powerful, it was beyond my expectation.

Seeing the ghost's aura, the blind ghost's bearded eyes seemed to open for a moment, and then he trembled a little, but he still stabilized his body.

The green-faced ghost king murmured bitterly: "This is impossible. You are obviously just an ordinary ghost, why did you become a Dharma? No, this is impossible."

The red pupils of ghosts and gods glared at him, and with just one glance, countless whimpers and cries erupted from the ghost wall in front of me, and the entire ghost wall disappeared in an instant.

The ghost said contemptuously: "You are cultivating, why am I not cultivating? You can become the strongest ghost king under ghosts and gods, so can't I be one of the strongest ghosts and gods?"

Gui Xiazi saw that the blue-faced ghost king was beaten again without any momentum, and knew that the situation would be one-sided if it continued like this. He immediately flicked off the lid of the Laobaigan in his hand, and spewed out a mouthful of old wine, like a wine arrow, straight to the ground. The back of ghosts and gods.

Alcohol is a strong thing, especially liquor, which is full of anger. No matter how powerful the ghosts are, they are just ghosts after all, and they always hate these positive things.

What's more, how could it be ordinary spirits when the blind ghost made a shot?

The wine solidified like a strong arrow, and the smell of the wine burst out like a talisman to exorcise evil spirits. Even the ghost with the appearance of the Dharma frowned slightly and had to step aside.

Gui Xiazi missed the arrow with a sip of wine, but his momentum was not weak at all, and he shouted: "The three of us deal with the two of them, can't we still deal with them? Let's shoot together!"

What is three against two?In the end, I am not one, or is the sound of the piano not one?
This question can be understood without thinking about it, the bastard blind man doesn't regard me as a human being at all!

As soon as Gui Xiazi's voice fell, the ancient corpse figurine and the green-faced ghost king launched an attack at the same time, all targeting me, wanting to get rid of me first and then quickly.

"Damn it, old man, how dare you underestimate the young master, the young master will fight with you."

I yelled, took out a blue paper talisman and threw it at the green-faced ghost king.

'Ding dong', a zither sounded crisply, and several musical notes visible to my eyes also flew towards the green-faced ghost king through the air.

Obviously, among the ghouls, the green-faced ghost king is the weakest.

But the weakest one is also weaker than me. Lao Tzu's blue paper talisman is invincible, invincible, and majestic, but in front of this green-faced ghost king, it is like a piece of torn paper. , was lightly tapped by him, and the blue paper talisman was wrapped in a ghostly aura and turned into paper ashes!
Who said ghosts are afraid of Taoism?I finally know why the paper talismans have to be divided into levels. Obviously, my level is not enough, so they don't treat me as a human being!
(Recommended by friends for the hot new book "Urban Crazy Soldiers", the author Yijue, the name sounds like a lame one.)
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