My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 379: Real Ghost

With Song Ren, the treasure hunting ghost, several people successfully moved into the inn. They lived in the inn for two days, and the civilians in the city have moved out of Longxing City one after another. The originally lively city suddenly became deserted. Except for the Xuanshi who occasionally came out on the street, he could no longer see the mortal who had no practice at all.

According to Ying Xuanmen's arrangement, Qiang Qing went out twice in the past two days, all to strengthen the defense outside the city. He now understands the difference between these so-called Xuanshi and monks, and they seem to be more inclined to Fuxiu. In addition to using the mahogany sword that is not very powerful, the most commonly used is the magic charm. The so-called reinforced defense outside the city is only covered with various low-level spells outside the gate.

Wu Qing looked at the corners of his mouth and pumped straight. If the so-called strange ghosts were really large enough to attack the city. These low-level spells were obviously unable to stop for a quarter of an hour, but everyone looked serious and solemn. Considering their cultivation, Qiu Qing had no choice but to set up a mountain-guard array around the city gate.

Increasingly curious about the so-called ghosts, what are they?

Wu Qing didn't wait long, the next night, he felt something strange. What is going to come here, with the sky full of sorrow, it is obviously still a hundred miles away, but the temperature in the city has plummeted.

"Xianxian?" Song Ren looked at Su Qing who suddenly stood up, and looked at him with a doubt, half thought, and opened his eyes sharply, "Is it a strange ghost ..."

"Um." Wu nodded.

Song Ren panicked and turned towards Shen Yingfang. "Then I'll wake up Shen Xian."

"Come back!" Qing Qing's eyes were stricken, and he pulled people back. "Master is asleep."

"Ah?" Song Ren froze, then?

"Wake her up now, and Longxing City can't really keep it."

"..."

What do you mean?

(⊙_⊙)

Qiu Qing didn't explain the meaning, and when he picked up, he flew towards the outside of the city. As soon as out of the city, the air in the air became more vigorous, and in the distance, the dark black front was seen, even the moonlight was covered. There were cloudy winds all around, biting cold.

The Xuanshi patrolling the city did not seem to notice these changes. Wu Qingshun hit the past with an aura, and said, "The ghost is here!"

The Xuanshi froze, looked around, and found no one, but turned around alertly to inform the crowd.

Qi Qing didn't have many pipes, and the direct sword flew in the direction of the convergent atmosphere. Less than half a meeting, I heard all kinds of screams. Only then did Qing Qing see what the so-called strange ghost looked like.

It was a thick, nearly black mist, even with a bit of magic, apparently heard a piercing scream, but could not see the entity at all. Only one or two vague ghosts flashed through it. And the range of black fog is so great that it even covers half of the forest. The speed is also extremely fast.

Wu Qing was startled by the scene in his eyes. It was as simple as ... many ghosts were glued together. Looking at it like this, it is not so much a group of strange ghosts as one.

He flew straight down, a blocking formation formed instantly, and the black mist that was originally rushing towards Longxing City was blocked. The scream was louder and harsher.

Tong Qing took a step forward and let go of his sense of understanding. Sure enough a lot of souls gathered in the dark mist, but the soul was extremely thin, but only a few or two faint souls could be seen passing by. Similar.

This is ... the residual soul!

He opened his eyes sharply. In the dark mist, all the ghosts gathered were remnants, not half a complete soul!

what happened?

It is said that the residual soul is extremely fragile, and it will dissipate when it encounters a little fairy spirit. And it will only be influenced by the body, but the remnant soul here is obviously not like that, obviously there is no consciousness, but they gather in groups, and the attack power is not weaker than the evil spirits. And this number, crudely, seems to have more than tens of thousands.

So many remnants gather by themselves, instead of returning to the body?

unless……

They have no body at all!

But remnants have no consciousness. Why do they come here? He glanced at the dark mist carefully, only to see a different kind of breath in it for a while, with a suffocation.

resentment!

They are in a trend of resentment, just like Song Ren who rushed into the immortal realm.

"Song ..." He subconsciously looked back at Song Ren who hadn't spoken at the back, but found that he suddenly began to emit a dark breath all over his body. Within a moment, he was full of the body. There was violent gas in his terrified eyes, and his eyes were red.

Is he ... affected by the resentment in the black mist? !!

"Song Ren!" Tong Qing shouted.

But he didn't seem to hear it. The grievance on his body became heavier and his expression more and more vicious. "Kill! Kill!" Back to the immortal look of fairyland. It turned into a black ball and rushed towards the dark mist of the remnant soul.

"Song Ren!" Ji Qing was anxious, and he directly squeezed a reiki to fly out, tied Song Ren who had been completely devoured by resentment, and forcibly pulled back. Spells of four or five seals were successively spread.

Song Ren, however, seemed to have completely lost his mind, and began to attack the law formations around him frantically. His already weak soul was even thinner.

Meng Po is not here, and his resentment cannot be cleared. Wu Qing's face sank, and he had to seal it back into the phantom on the ground, and squeezed a few more tricks, before slowly suppressing his resentment.

The Xuanshi in the city also rushed over at this time, and saw the dark mist at a glance.

"Ghosts, ghosts! They are here!" Everyone looked pale.

"Exorcise the ghosts!" I didn't know who shouted. The Xuanshi didn't look at it at all. They raised the peach swords in their hands and rushed out to the opposite side. law.

Wu Qing sank in his heart, "Don't go!"

It's too late, he just deployed the formation, just to isolate the ghosts, and can not block the living. By the time he sealed Song Ren back to the phantom, everyone there had already rushed in, with a crunching sound. There was a gap in the transparent front.

A large amount of dark mist rushed out and went straight towards the crowd. The closest ones hadn't had time to take out the spell, and the whole body broke out instantly, turning into a dead body instantly, and the vitality disappeared.

羿 Qing full of irritability, and instantly wanted to learn how dad cow swear, lying down!

Turning around, a sword qi was about to pass, but the sky suddenly heard a chant.

"Countless celestial beings!"

Quietly, a spirit of clear spirit swept over from behind, instantly dissipating the rich black gas, and directly driving those remnants back into the battlefield. A golden law circle suddenly appeared in the mid-air, and the golden light flourished, forming a layer of translucent golden arcs, which enveloped the black mist directly below.

A Taoist in Tsing Yi walked backwards, looking at his 30- or 40-year-old appearance, holding a duster in his hand, and showing kindness and compassion. It was just two or three steps, but people had already come to everyone.

Wu Qing instantly saw his cultivation, and was a little surprised, turning to God! There are actually monks in this small world. More importantly, he was surrounded by a layer of rich and dazzling golden light, and the whole person was like a moving luminous body.

This is ... the light of merit? !!

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(End of this chapter)