"What is the original appearance?"

Chu Jingtian laughed.

This old ghost speaks three points, seven points fake. After the unlocking from the chain, he has been playing with Chu Jingtian. He keeps selling miserable mercy. When he sees all the means, he still does not relax.

How can Chu Jingtian can't see his means?

"In your ghost, the evil spirits are endless, and you don't know how many people have devoured the soul." Chu Jingtian's eyes jumped, "You have been in the Inca dynasty for so many years, they can't cure you, it does not mean that I can't cure you!"

"Today I want to erase your consciousness and take your spirit to sacrifice my divine thoughts!"

"Haha, it's not that easy."

The old ghost in red laughed loudly, raised his arms suddenly, and saw a ruthless spirit rising from his body.

Although ghosts are spiritual bodies, they have many restrictions. However, since they have escaped from the shackles of the physical body and have no limits of life span, their cultivation must be generally stronger than warriors of the same level.

"Your soul is stronger than the more than 30 four -border cultivation in the Inca dynasty, so I will accept it first!"

His voice was like a ghost crying, and like a nails on the iron sheet, which made people's eardromic acid. Among them, there were a variety of temptations, attacking techniques, and he heard it as a low person.

However, Chu Jingtian was unmoved, and pointed to a knife, and suddenly cut forward.

"snort!"

The old ghost red sleeves danced, grabbing the palm.

His right hand was extremely dark, like a beast's claw, but it had no animal hair or scales, and it was extremely terrifying. His five fingers were cold and sharp, and his claws were scattered, tearing the air apart.

"clang!"

There was a loud noise.

The old ghost trembled on his right hand, but it was splattered by Mars that was chopped by this sword, as if he was cut on the fine iron. And his whole person, he stepped back for several steps.

"Eagle King!"

At this time, a anger sounded, and Lu Jianli was already turning over. He opened his hands, just like the goshawk to show his wings, and the whole person suddenly shot, like a rapid crossbow.

"!"

Chu Xu, who is silent, also suddenly moves.

He stepped out, and the long sword in his hand brought the sword of the sky. When the sword gas appeared, it was all over the void. When it fell, the Wanjian returned to form a three -inch sword mang, cut into the old ghost.

Two four strong men took the shot, and they were already locked the old ghost.

"Hahaha, just because you want to hold me?"

Seeing the two people combined, the old ghost did not laugh. He grabbed his left hand, and the void gathered to form a thirty -six vortex. The thirty -six vortexes were actually gathered at his palm when it was formed.

In the middle, a string of rosary beads formed. Each rosary is pitch black and shiny, like a black jade.

With the rosary in his hand, he flicked his fingers, and with a sound of "bang" and two rosary beads flew out and hit the two of them.

"What?"

Chu Xu frowned, and the sword's edge rotated, forming a round track, slashing towards the rosary.

Bang!

The rosary exploded when it touched, and a wave of air swept out, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing this, Lu Jianli quickly retreated. But the black bead had rushed over quickly and rushed to his front in an instant.

He raised his punches and hit him, and immediately let out a muffled sound and fell from mid-air. Although he immediately got up, there was a black mist on his face.

"Acting instrument?"

Chu Jingtian frowned.

"That's right, this rosary is made of the soul of the thirty -six strong four -realistic strong, each has the ability to seize the heavens and the earth. They seal me in the brocade box, and I use their soul to make them into a tool.

, Let them serve me!" The old ghost looked at Chu Jingtian with a smile. Although he looked like crying at this moment, it was even more terrifying.

"Do you want to combine the strength of the three to deal with me? I don't know if you can resist the thirty -six ghost beads." The old ghost's chest was successful, as if the voucher was already holding the coupon.

He shook his head slowly, stared at Chu Jingtian and sighed:

"Unfortunately, I haven't reached five realms yet. Your body is three points stronger than that fat man. Otherwise, I can get your body and live a weight."

Lu Jianli heard the words and looked at the rosary in his hands.

On the black jade -like rosary, there were people with different appearances appearing, and it seemed extremely struggling.

Chu Xu quickly looked at Chu Jingtian. The strength of this old ghost has exceeded their imagination. I wonder if he will use the trick "Undead Demon God Festival" next.

"You're too confident!" Chu Jingtian shook his head and laughed. "I let them help them, just worry about your dog jumping the wall, and escape desperately, just in case, stop you."

The old ghost sank, and the anger in his eyes flashed.

However, Chu Jingtian seemed to be unconscious and still said faintly:

"It's a pity that I overestimated you."

"You are too arrogant. I want to smash your body, grab your soul and refine it into a ghost slave, so that you can be controlled by me forever and enslaved by me!" The old ghost in red was furious when he heard this.

"Look!"

He shot his left hand, and the bunch of rosary burst out, and he released thirty -two black light. Each black light was the soul of a four -strong strong man.

Chu shocking the sky.

The souls of the thirty-two powerful people in the fourth realm all let out an angry roar, and a ripples of sound waves that could be seen in the naked eye spread rapidly, and the vibration space trembled. Everyone's eyes and gaze became distorted at this moment.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Where the sound waves pass, the space tears is actually a burst of cracks.

"Zunlong Sword!"

Chu Jingtian drank a sinking voice.

Alas!

A sword mang screamed out, and the white mang flickered, as if a rage dragon roared. I saw that the white jade -like sword body appeared faintly.

This is the soul of the dragon demon entourage in the martial tomb. Perhaps the strength in front of him is not as strong as these four-level cultivators, but after Chu Jingtian sacrifice and refining, he drank all his blood after he became a sword, which is not worse than these ghosts.

Sure enough, as soon as Zun Longjian came out, it directly devoured three or four souls.

During the time, the remaining soul fled everywhere.

"What? Can you swallow the soul?" The old ghost in red screamed.

"roar!"

After the soul of the dragon devoured these souls, he immediately roared excitedly and struggled to catch up with the remaining souls.

It can be seen that every soul is swallowed, and the sword body of the dragon sword is brighter, as if it is going to advance.

Chu Jingtian looked at this scene and disdain:

"Your casting means, but you are embarrassed to show up in front of me?"

"Hurry up and lead to death!"

boom!

He said that his eyes were open. This moment was a splendid light in the mud pill palace. The light of the treasure was falling down.

This light touched the old ghost in red, and the time was like pouring sulfuric acid venom.

"ah!"

The old ghost in red screamed, only felt that a pain poured into the depths of the soul.

"Liantai! How can you have this treasure?"

Liantai is the treasure of the Buddhist house.

As soon as his scream fell, the Wuxiang Buddha Lotus Platform had already churned up and was already smashing towards him. Under the illumination of this treasure light, the old ghost in red felt that his whole body was almost melting, and his cultivation was even more

Suppressed by death.

At this moment, where he still had a mind resistance, he suddenly broke out all the ghosts, and he fled out of the hall.

"Walk slowly, walk slowly!"

Chu Jingtian waved his hand slowly, and the formless Buddha Lotus Platform suddenly surrounds forward and imprisons the old ghost in red.

"rise!"

Almost at the same time, Chu Jingtian pinched his hands. The red flame spirit fire had risen out of thin air, wrapping the old ghost in it!

The treasure light and red fire rolled wildly.

Originally like the cold winter lunar hall, under the jump of anger, it seemed like it turned into a stove, which was hot and unbearable.

"ah!"

There was a scream, and it kept crazy from the flames.

"Refine!" "Refine!" "Refine!" "Refine!" "Refine!"
To be continued...