Chapter 147 Kill!

On the ruins of the villa, the old man Suwang stared blankly at the scene in front of him, completely dumbfounded.

These evil spirits were collected by him in the cemetery for three years, and fed with his own blood.Now that it dissipates on its own without anyone else doing anything, how can Su Wang not be alarmed?Not heartbroken?

Poor Suwang, although the head lowering technique is really good, but after all, he didn't open his eyes, and he didn't have YangMeng's perverted consciousness, so he couldn't see the layer wrapped around YangMeng's body at all. Armor is as tough as blood.

The power of blood energy in an authentic immortal cultivator like YangMeng has a huge restraint effect on ghosts like ghosts.

If Suwang used the trick of evil spirits to deal with ordinary Huajin ancient warriors, even if he couldn't completely kill them, he could still torture them to death.But for YangMeng, it was simply delivering food.

"Damn boy, this old man is going to kill you!" Su Wang seemed to be bleeding in his heart, he glared at Yang Meng angrily, his expression became more ferocious, "Five elements life-seeker, get out!"

"Om~~~"

The black jade bottle in the air began to vibrate violently. In Suwang's body, all the power to lower the head was stimulated, and poured into the jade bottle flutteringly.

The jade bottle sucked in all the power of lowering the head, and five jets of black mist emerged from the vibration of the bottle. The moment it was exposed to the air, five vivid little ghosts condensed out.

I saw the five little ghosts in the air, all of them seemed to be only three or four years old, they were male and female, except that they were all black, but all of them were handsome and cute.

However, if you really treat them as harmless children, they will eat you to the bone.Because these little ghosts are the most powerful head drop technique that Suwang has performed, the spirit ghost drop!

Spirit ghost descending, also known as 'ghost raising technique', is the cruelest, most vicious and vicious descending technique in the head descending technique.

It takes seven-month-old dead babies, infiltrates their bodies with secret methods, and puts them in an extremely mysterious state of the living dead. They are fed with the blood of the ghost breeder every day, and when they grow up to four years old, they will be kept alive. They were tortured to death, and their resentful souls were extracted and refined into little ghosts for them to drive.

There is no time and place limit for this kind of spirit ghost drop, and the conditions for performing the spell are almost certain to die!
"%...&..." Suwang looked up at the five little ghosts floating above his head, pointed at Yang Meng with one finger, and said a burst of obscure old Thai-Myanmar alliance language.

The five little ghosts looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at YangMeng who was not far away, and suddenly reached out to touch their round belly, pointed at Suwang, and stuck out their tongues to look at him greedily.

Suwang gritted his teeth fiercely, and lightly stroked the slender nails of his right hand on his left wrist, blood flowed suddenly, and he stretched the bleeding left wrist into the air.

"Whoosh!"

The five little ghosts became excited, with fangs about one centimeter protruding from their small mouths, and they rushed towards Suwang's arm like flying, hugging the long and narrow wound and swallowing for a while.

Not long after, Suwang's arm shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it looked like a mummy.

Suwang's face was as pale as paper. He had already been seriously injured during the fight with YangMeng, and now his left arm was sucked dry by five little ghosts. If it wasn't for the desire to survive and revenge for his disciples He, the old guy is probably already dead.

"..."

After completing the blood sacrifice, Suwang pointed at Yang Meng and jumped up and down, screaming loudly.

Although the appearance of the little ghost swallowing blood made people look a little terrified, but YangMeng didn't feel much, Fan felt a little baffled instead, this old guy is messing around?Could it be that he still can't control these brats and is bargaining?
Just thinking of this, the five little ghosts nodded their heads quickly, and then appeared like lightning around YangMeng's body, surrounding him.

"Well, the speed is quite fast! But under my spiritual consciousness, there is still nothing to hide from!" YangMeng's expression moved slightly, controlling the flying knife Qinghong to float up and down around his body, ready to attack at any time.

"Quack~~~"

At this moment, the five little ghosts opened their small pitch-black mouths at the same time, revealing sharp teeth that even had traces of blood on them, and they laughed ferociously together.

When the naive child's voice is unpleasant, it is as unpleasant as the cry of a crow, like thousands of sharp thorns, piercing the human eardrum.

"hiss!"

YangMeng only felt his eardrums swell violently, and there was a rumble in his head, and at the same time, what he saw with his eyes became faintly blurred.

"quack……"

Seeing YangMeng's twitching face, the five little ghosts immediately became proud and seemed to laugh even more vigorously.

YangMeng completely sealed his ears with the jade essence, but that sound wave was like an ultrasonic wave, carrying a trace of cold yin energy, and invaded the depths of his brain. It felt like eating a popsicle in winter. The same, the muscles of his whole body began to become stiff.

"Damn it, what should I do?" YangMeng, who felt the ship capsized in the gutter, became a little anxious, and the only [-]% jade and pure essence in his body circulated rapidly throughout his body, trying to expel this gradually freezing feeling out of his body.

"Ultrasound... By the way, divine consciousness, I can use divine consciousness!" Suddenly YangMeng seemed to have thought of something, his eyes froze, and with a thought, he got into the sea of ​​divine consciousness deep in his brain, and at the same time the pure The power of divine consciousness rolled out from the sea of ​​divine consciousness.

"Broken~~~"

A lion's roar resounded, and a faint golden light centered on Yang Meng, sweeping away in all directions.

"Ow~~Ow~~"

The five little ghosts were hit by the spreading divine sense, their bodies trembled wildly, and then they hugged their heads and howled wildly, it seemed that they were seriously injured.

"..." Suwang roared in the distance again.

"quack……"

The five little ghosts nodded, and suddenly turned into five streams of black light, pounced towards YangMeng's Tianling Gai.

"Good time!" YangMeng opened his eyes abruptly, and with a wave of one hand, he saw a brilliance flash above the blue rainbow, and shot a blue saber light as thick as an arm and as long as three meters long at the five little ghosts.

"call out!"

The knife light pierced through the space, and it came in an instant, and the heads of the five little devils were cut off in one fell swoop.After rushing forward for a few meters, the little ghosts screamed in unison, turning into black smoke and dissipating invisible.

"No!" Su Wang let out a shrill scream, and the smelly blood spurted wildly.

"No? You, too, go to die together!" YangMeng gave Suwang a cold look in his eyes, his divine sense fixed on him, and Qinghong flashed.

"puff!"

After the sword passed, Master Suwang, who was already seriously injured and unable to dodge, fell to the ground!

(End of this chapter)

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