"Damn fat man, have you noticed a problem? This place is so weird!"
Bai Biao raised his big paw, and there was confusion in Tong Ling's big eyes, and a question mark on his forehead. Aren't they within the Taiqing Sect?
There is a blood moon in the sky, and the surrounding area is so desolate that there is no green at all. There are some red flowers, which are extremely beautiful, but there are no leaves at all.
The wind roared! It was like a scene from a ghost movie.
"It's quite spooky and weird? Maybe we've reached the extremely dark side of the Yin-Yang world. I'm afraid it's a bit dark. It's normal to be weird. Oh! Someone is coming. If we ask, we'll know why it's so gloomy here."
How could there be anyone in such a ghost place? Bai Biao almost blurted out and scolded Lu Leyao for being stupid, but then he remembered that he had not yet obtained two thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
The donor cannot be offended for the time being.
Soon those people appeared within the scope of Bai Biao's consciousness, and Bai Biao's hair suddenly rose.
"Damn fat man, hurry up and compress the breath in your body, and use the retrograde tendons to gather the life in your body into your Dantian." Bai Biao quickly shrank and transformed into a black cat.
It was still too late, they were surrounded.
Why is this person so ugly? Their faces are all over the place, either they are missing eyeballs or missing noses, or their facial contours are missing some edges and corners, so let’s just say they are human beings?
How do you say something?
People will eventually become ghosts, and ghosts are also transformed by people, so people are also ghosts and humans.
Lu Leyao's inner strength cannot be judged by normal humans. When she saw a ghost, the fat girl's pupils instantly dilated, not because she was frightened, but because she was looking at the peep show.
Oh my god! Labor and management have seen ghosts!
Recalling when I was young and ignorant, I asked why the zoo didn’t capture a ghost for exhibition?
To be more elegant, it should be called ghost cultivation.
The ghost cultivators swept over one by one, and Lu Leyao finally found a different one. The other ghost cultivators were all lacking in facial features, but he was actually complete. Why is he so special? Could it be that he eats better than others?
Repaired?
Lu Leyao laughed! He looked at the ghost cultivator like a nymphomaniac. Disgust flashed across the male cultivator's face and he spoke clearly, "It's a stranger! I want to eat his head!"
"He's so fat, hehehe!" This is a ghost cultivator with only one ear. He has eyes and a nose, but he has a poor IQ.
Who is fat? Who is fat? Who is fat?
The raging anger in Lu Leyao's heart has reached its peak.
Bai Biao was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
"Damn fat man, I asked you to eat less and give more delicious food to labor and management, but you refused to listen. Now it's better. Now you have become someone else's food and you have to be quartered. Ouch!"
After saying this, ten ghost cultivators came to kill him.
The hungry ghost is hateful, and Bai Biao is even more hateful. Lu Leyao kicked Bai Biao out. Ignoring his curse, he immediately untied the peach branch from his arm. He held the peach branch in his right hand and moved very quickly with his left hand. With a touch of the spiritual power of the wood, the peach branch changed into
It became a mahogany sword.
When he raised his head and was about halfway to the ten ghosts, Bai Biao flicked his tail, rushed back to squat on the luggage pile, and let out a unique beast-like roar, which was enough to intimidate the remaining two with stronger cultivation levels.
As soon as the ten ghosts met, eight were lost. If they dared to continue fighting, they had to run away. Lu Leyao injected spiritual energy into the peach wood sword and slashed at the two ghosts.
Peach wood is the essence of five trees and can also be called fairy wood. The little peach blossom has been brewing in Taiqing Fairyland for hundreds of years and has already developed spiritual intelligence. It is only one step away from being able to transform into human form. It is more spiritual than the thousand-year-old peach tree.
Lu Leyao's sword was filled with the strongest and most yang fire spirit power. How could evil things be tolerated? The ghost cultivator with regular facial features was killed on the spot, and turned into smoke and dissipated. The ghost cultivator with missing ears had water flowing out from his waist.
The green liquid cannot be stopped, this is the power of the peach wood sword, it is specially designed to defeat ghosts.
The ghost cultivator's face was full of fear, but he couldn't say a word. Lu Leyao's five fingers formed into claws and held the door on top of him. In just a moment, the ghost cultivator turned into dots of fireflies and disappeared without a trace.
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"Damn fat man, you actually?"
"What's wrong with me? Bai Biao, please don't tell me that you want me to become brothers with this ghost cultivator who wants to eat me, and then get along with each other, and then live happily in the Nine Netherworld ghost world?" Lu Leyao smiled half-heartedly,
But it is extremely ridiculing.
Bai Biao choked a little.
It thought again of that girl Kuang Tianya, who was obviously a demonic witch that everyone said she had to follow in everything she did. Fatty Lu Leyao was a disciple taught by the stubborn Yu Hengfeng.
What I have learned is the orthodox way of a gentleman.
Is your behavior good or bad? Do it completely according to your heart.
No matter how much Bai Biao was struggling and reminiscing about the past, it didn't affect the fat girl's collecting of the spoils at all.
"Is this storage equipment?"
Lu Leyao picked up the silver ring with the shape of a ghost head. The owner had entered reincarnation, so she didn't need to work hard to erase the mark of consciousness. She could just imprint her own mark of consciousness on it.
It is really a storage equipment, and the area is quite large. Lu Leyao searched for all the loot, then put the luggage he brought into the ring, and replaced it with a pair of Shenxing boots, a must-have equipment for Mighty Hands.
He took out his talisman brush and applied a dozen strokes to himself. Wherever the brilliance was gone, the fat man was still there.
Lu Leyao turned into a male ghost with an upright appearance, and Bai Biao didn't let him go either. Not only was he black and white, but he was also covered in black smoke, as if he was about to spontaneously combust.
"Damn fat man, labor and management refuse, labor and management should not smoke, labor and management should not be carried."
Stepping on the bright red flowers, the wind blew under Lu Leyao's feet and she moved forward at high speed, which did not prevent her from answering Bai Biao's words.
"Don't make smoke. It's not difficult if you want to make a fire. I'm just afraid that if you don't control it well, I won't be responsible for burning all your hair. The ghost-like one is the youngest son of the owner of the nearby ghost town. You
Are you sure you want to come down and walk slowly, or do you think you would rather carry me and run away? It will be easier to get rid of the coming pursuers."
Bai Biao shut up. The boots on Lu Leyao's feet were a very powerful secret magic weapon. They would not leave any breath wherever they walked.
It runs away, no matter how it escapes, it still has its breath left behind, let alone carrying Lu Leyao on its back, ah, bah, bah, bah, bah...
The damn fat man is just daydreaming, how dare he want Master Biao to carry her on his back.
This speed was still not enough, and Lu Leyao's panic reached an uncontrollable level. She knew this was a sign of danger coming.
He had no choice but to take out his talisman pen and inhale a trace of ghost energy into the tip of the pen. It really hurt. The space was distorted when he drew complicated runes in the air. Lu Leyao picked up Bai Biao and jumped in.
It didn't matter where he would be teleported to, at least he had to get rid of his pursuers first. Lu Leyao disappeared using paper to counter Kung Fu, and a golden elixir ghost cultivator rushed towards him with overwhelming anger.
"Why is that thief missing?" The ghost cultivator looked around, but could not find any trace of him.
The ghost cultivator was filled with grief and anger. He opened his palms and his nails quickly rose. The evil wind raged like a sword and harvested the surrounding fields. The flowers were destroyed as fast as possible.