Awakening failed, summoning the spirit of Xingtian at the beginning

Chapter 24 Arrival at Jinlun Temple, Dead Corpse in White

Hearing this, Chu Tian couldn't help showing a trace of sadness on his face.

"From the current point of view, probably not."

In fact, Chu Tian was not too sure. Once the entrance to the spirit realm appeared, things would be really troublesome.

Yao Yuan shook his head and said, "It's better to be more cautious, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

"By the way, I heard that the bald donkey from Jinlun Temple will also come this time?"

Chu Tian nodded and said, "Yes, the spiritual realm near Tianhai City has been unstable recently, and a large amount of manpower was dispatched from the department, so the director notified the nearby Jinlun Temple."

"But be careful, don't let them hear you."

Yao Yuanman said indifferently: "If you hear it, you will hear it."

"These guys run faster than anyone else when they are good, but when they really mess up, they slip fast. They have the same virtue as those of those aristocratic families."

While speaking, the roar of cars came from the street behind.

Two black off-road vehicles stopped, the doors opened, and a group of monks in yellow robes got out.

Chu Tian pursed his lips and said with a light smile, "Look, they are here, and their cars are better than ours."

Yao Yuan turned his head and glanced, his face full of disdain.

"The good thing is that you run faster than anyone else."

Chu Tian shook his head and said, "Okay, at least they can share the burden for us when they come."

There were a total of eight people who came, and the leader was an old monk of about 50 years old with a kind face.

Followed by seven younger monks, burly and strong.

"Amitabha! Benefactor Chu."

Chu Tian glanced at it, and said with deep meaning: "Master Yuan Luo, your speed is fast enough this time."

Yuan Luo didn't seem to understand the meaning of Chu Tian's words, and said with a solemn expression: "The Zhenling Division is calling, I dare not delay."

Chu Tian smiled strangely, and stopped talking about this issue, and said, "Master Yuan Luo, the part of East Street depends on you."

Chu Tian didn't believe a word of what these guys said.

When there was a riot in the spirit realm back then, Zhen Lingsi also summoned them, but they didn't come too soon.

"As it should be."

Yuan Luo chanted the Buddha's name softly, and walked into the street.

The monks behind him followed quickly, with a kind of free and easy air.

Watching Yuan Luo and his party enter, Chu Tian said calmly, "Hehe, let them go in and try first."

Yao Yuan looked strange and said, "Isn't that bad?"

Chu Tian said indifferently: "What's wrong, not to mention that Yuan Luo is also a spiritual master of the Faxiang Realm, and his strength is not weak."

Yao Yuan thought for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'll tell you to go on, let the brothers wait first."

The two looked at each other and showed a smirk at the same time.

Since there are pathfinders, there is no need for members of the Zhenling Division to go.

The monks in this world are not ordinary people. Most of them have cultivation bases and are real masters of spirits.

I want to be a monk, sorry, please show me the proof of being a spiritual master.

……

In Suining Street.

Gu Yu followed the drunken man's footsteps.

The surrounding mist gradually became thicker, and the visibility decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after he left, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The surrounding fog suddenly dissipated.

At the entrance of the dark alley, a woman in white clothes appeared.

Under the dim light, a long shadow was drawn.

The woman turned her back to Gu Yu, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

But just looking at the beautiful back, she should be a beautiful woman.

The drunk ghost turned a corner and walked slowly towards the woman in white.

Gu Yu hesitated for a moment, and was about to follow, but suddenly there were many chaotic footsteps around.

next moment.

In Gu Yu's line of sight, people who looked like walking corpses appeared.

Gu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

He was sure that these people were all alive.

But at this moment, their expressions are numb, their eyes are slack, like zombies, moving with difficulty.

"How is this going?"

suddenly,
The woman in white who had her back to Gu Yu turned her head suddenly.

An inexplicable sense of horror arises spontaneously.

The head of the woman in white turned 180 degrees, and her scarlet eyes were fixed on Gu Yu.

The corners of the mouth were raised slightly, with a wicked and cold smile.

The distance between the two is not far, and Gu Yu can clearly see that the woman's neck is covered with traces of sutures.

But it can be seen that the woman is indeed a beautiful woman, even if her face is distorted now.

The drunken ghost walked up to the woman, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his own neck.

Strangling tightly, his complexion turned red, and then turned into a blue-purple color.

Gu Yu looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

What is this for?
Scared him to death?
Gu Yu thought for a while, then glared at the woman in white.

Isn't it just staring, who is afraid of whom.

For a time, their eyes met.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Gu Yu actually saw a hint of bewilderment flashing in the woman's eyes.

As if unexpected.

The next moment, there was a gloomy and cold atmosphere all around.

The woman in white said sadly: "Human, you are not afraid?"

His voice was hoarse, sharp, and tinged with coldness.

Gu Yu was startled slightly, shook his head and said, "Why are you afraid?"

This question seemed to be asked to the woman in white, and her face became tangled.

Like a primary school student who encounters a math problem, he almost scratches his head and scratches his head.

The corner of Gu Yu's mouth raised slightly, feeling emotional in his heart.

Why does this thing feel kind of stupid?

But this time ordinary people are involved, Gu Yu doesn't plan to keep pestering them for a long time.

"Call the spirit!"

The spirit of Zhao Yun emerged instantly, exuding a terrifying aura.

The woman in white's complexion changed with fear, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Spirit Master?!"

Gu Yu said lightly: "Get rid of her."

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, and stabbed out brazenly with the gentian silver gun.

There is a faint sound of dragon roaring.

The roar of the thunder was mixed with the roar of the dragon, forming an indescribable sonic attack.

The spirit body of the drunken ghost on the side was turbulent, and the spirit body exploded instantly under the attack of the sound waves that seemed to be real.

A trace of hostility flashed in the eyes of the woman in white, and she rushed forward.

It's just that Zhao Yun's gun is undoubtedly one step faster.

Jumping up, he swooped out with the gun in his hand, and a shot pierced the heart of the woman in white.

The next moment, a cloud of black mist suddenly flew out from the body of the woman in white.

[Spirit species]: ghost spirit
[Talent]: Elite
[Boundary]: True Spirit Level [-]

[Spiritual skills]: devour, possess

[Introduction]: Ghosts born in the mist of erosion can attach to corpses, transform corpses, and can devour human fear. The more fear a creature has, the more excited it is.

Looking at the humanoid black mist, Gu Yu suddenly realized.

No wonder you want to scare yourself on purpose.

Gu Yu looked at the black mist exuding an evil aura indifferently, the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

"Stab!"

The sound of thunder and lightning reverberated around, and the purple lightning came along with the stabbing of the spear.

Hei Wu was nailed to the ground by Zhao Yun with a gun, unable to move.

Explosive lightning continuously eroded its spiritual body.

Gu Yu lightly placed his hands on the black mist, and performed the Nine Tribulations Transformation Spirit Art.

In an instant, the spiritual power increased again, taking advantage of the trend to step into the seventh level of gathering spirits.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and the vanished mist hit again...

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