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Chapter 227 The power of the second spell

In the dark mountains, there is a deep cave that is difficult to penetrate even with spiritual consciousness.

Jiang Yao collected the spaceship and flew into the cave alone and silently.

The entrance to the cave was sealed with vines and spider webs, as if no one had entered for a long time.

A cold breath came, and the ginger medicine felt very refreshing.

There was a look of joy on his face, as if there was an old friend he had always wanted to see waiting for him deep in the cave.

"Come on, come on, come on..." From somewhere deep in the cave, that irresistible voice continued to come, with a sinister meaning.

But Jiang Yao seemed unaware.

The cave was extremely dark, and there seemed to be an extremely black mist billowing in the cave. This black mist was difficult to detect even with spiritual consciousness and soul power.

Suddenly, deep in the extremely dark cave, a light suddenly lit up.

A scarlet lamp.

It was as if a miserable blood moon suddenly fell into this dark cave.

Under this blood-moon-like red light, a desolate pavilion appeared around it.

In the pavilion, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the window, combing her hair.

At this time, Jiang Yao had appeared under the pavilion.

Suddenly, a force of wish came to the spiritual platform, and Jiang Yao immediately woke up.

How did I get into this cave?

What a powerful ecstasy!

In other words, this is not ecstasy, but a disorienting obsession.

Where is this?

Jiang Yao looked around in surprise and then discovered the pavilion deep in the cave.

Inside and outside the pavilion, there are overgrown weeds and dense spider webs. An ancient grapevine surrounds the pillars and bears scarlet fruits.

This fruit has a secluded fragrance and a hint of nausea that makes you feel uncomfortable.

Not grapes.

There are a lot of bugs. The strange thing is that the bugs are all hibernating. They all lie motionless, as if they are dead.

But now is not the end of the cold weather.

This pavilion has actually been abandoned for a long time.

It has been abandoned for at least a thousand years. It is filled with a sense of decay, desolation, and desolation.

Jiang Yao suddenly saw three magic words on the plaque on the pavilion: Dahuan Tower.

Dahuan Tower?

This name makes people feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Yao only glanced at it and wanted to use the magic weapon. He felt a creepy danger.

But I found that my spiritual consciousness couldn’t move at all!

The consciousness was actually imprisoned.

If the spiritual consciousness is imprisoned, the magic weapon in the ring cannot be sacrificed.

Jiang Yao touched Ah Jiu and found that Ah Jiu had closed her snake eyes tightly and was unconscious!

Jiang Yao suddenly broke into a cold sweat and came out with a splash.

What the hell kind of place could actually allow Ah Jiu to hibernate?

At this moment, pictures suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yao's eyes, as if the entire cave suddenly became bright and vivid.

Inside the cave, the lanterns were lit, there was laughter and fairy music. Even the walls of the cave were painted with gorgeous pictures.

Above the pavilion, there is a faint fragrance and faint whispers, full of an indescribable charm.

Under the pavilion, there were many demons with powerful auras, as if they were waiting in line for something.

"Next." Then, a woman's voice as sweet as nature came from the pavilion.

It's just that although this voice is extremely beautiful, it is filled with indescribable tiredness and laziness.

"It's my turn." A demon stood up immediately and rushed forward excitedly.

At the same time, a demon clan came down with a satisfied expression and an expression of endless aftertaste.

Suddenly, the scenes in front of him disappeared like a tide. The originally lively scene disappeared. The deserted pavilion appeared again, and the surroundings were extremely dark.

It was as if everything was an illusion just now.

But Jiang Yao was convinced. The scene just now was not an illusion, but a scene that actually happened when the Dahuan Building was not abandoned.

This is an evil spirit!

Jiang Yao raised his head and looked at Qian Ying combing her hair by the window on the second floor pavilion, and her pupils shrank.

Is this evil spirit the woman upstairs?

Jiang Yao has lost his consciousness at this time and has limited means to save his life. Ah Jiu is still asleep under this strange ghost. How can he stay longer?

He slowly retreated towards the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly, there was a "creak" sound, and the window on the attic was pushed open, revealing a head of black hair, which swayed, and a pale face inside.

This face is really beautiful, extremely beautiful, without any flaws. Even the third eye on the forehead is as beautiful as a beautiful pattern, a mother-of-pearl.

This is a witch with an alluring appearance.

Even though her face was horribly pale and wrapped in a thick air of death and resentment, at first glance, she still gave people a strong sense of surprise.

This is a face that combines beauty and horror.

Obviously, this is a terrifying and dangerous ghost!

Her obsession and resentment were able to lure the powerful Jiang Yao into the ghosts.

"Giggle." The female ghost smiled sinisterly, revealing her pitch-black tongue and snow-white teeth.

"Come on, come on...don't you all want me?" The female ghost leaned against the window, her originally dreamy eyes slowly turning scarlet.

Her hair grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, one foot, two feet, three feet, like long snakes, carrying deathly energy and resentment, quietly curling towards Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao retreated and pointed out.

Buddhist magical power: Saha Finger!

"Om Mani Pai Mi Hum..."

A golden light burst out, solemn, solemn, majestic, and bright!

To deal with ghosts and monsters, the Buddhist aspiration power is very powerful! It has great power of purification and salvation.

"ah--"

The female ghost screamed, her whole body was messy with ghost energy, and her long and scary black hair suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the female ghost disappeared from the window.

Um?

It doesn’t seem to have been destroyed?

Jiang Yao couldn't help but be surprised.

His Saha finger has been cultivated to a perfect level and can compete with the God of War. He also has great restraint against evil spirits, but he failed to destroy this ghost.

In the ginger medicine guard room, suddenly the attic creaked, and a woman walked down the stairs and walked out of the attic.

At the same time, the whole attic was lit up with lights, beautiful and melodious, and it was no longer as cold as before.

The woman, wearing a cloud-like red dress, came downstairs and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Sir, it's a lonely spring night and it's cold in the mountains. Would you like to spend the night with Luo Xi?"

Luo Xi? The surname is Luo? Isn’t that one of the four ancient surnames?

It is said that it is one of the most noble surnames of the demon clan. How could he be reduced to a plaything, die tragically in this cave, and be regretted for thousands of years?

Jiang Yao knew in his heart that this ghost was unusual. He was afraid of his own Buddhist skills, so he changed his strategy.

At this time, she no longer had that ghostly and terrifying look, only she was as gentle and affectionate as water, lively and fragrant, just like a beautiful woman in the world.

Such a beautiful woman but a weak-willed man simply cannot hold on to her. He wants Peony Flower to die even though he knows that she is a ferocious ghost.

"Ms. Luo Xi, you are a ghost but not a demon. I think I will forget it. Thanks to your kindness, I will take my leave."

Although Jiang Yao is willing to protect himself and is not afraid of ghosts, he does not want to get entangled with this ghost.

"Mr. Lang, isn't Luo Xi beautiful?" The ghost stepped forward, its charm was boundless, its lust and soul were imparted, and its soul was eroded to its bones.

"So many people like Luo Xi, why doesn't the husband like her?" The ghost said with a smile, Yan Yan's lotus steps moved lightly, and she came closer, and the fragrance was fragrant.

In fact, this ghost is also very surprised. Since her death, her resentment has not dissipated and she has turned into a ghost. She has eaten many male demons. Even men with demon cultivation must be in a state of confusion at this time and let her suck out their souls.

But the young man in front of him has a rock-hard heart and doesn't understand amorous feelings.

It's really unique.

"You hang out with so many men, how could I like you? Say goodbye." Jiang Yao saw that the ghost was unwilling to give in, so he had to use words to stimulate him.

Sure enough, the ghost immediately became furious when he heard this.

Her passionate autumn eyes suddenly turned scarlet, her flushed face became pale and pale again, and the ghostly aura swept over her violently.

The gentle beauty immediately became a terrifying female ghost.

The ghost screamed shrilly, with overwhelming resentment and hatred like the sea. Its arms surged silently, with a cold and biting ghost aura, and its pale ghost claws grabbed Jiang Yao.

There are shadows of ghost claws in all directions.

This ghost energy is at least as strong as a demon!

Even martial arts masters will be sucked out of their souls in an instant.

The body of the ghost is actually illusory and has no real flesh and blood. But the attack of the ghost is real.

Jiang Yao shook his head and suddenly spoke a spell.

The second sentence of the Buddhist magical power "Mantra" is a curse to subdue evil spirits!

As soon as the spell was cast, something suddenly appeared in this space, and something suddenly disappeared. A mysterious thought spread out.

It seems that in the extremely dark sky, there is suddenly a trace of night light, which is hard to grasp.

Jiang Yao's thoughts, following this spell, also became majestic. His eyes were shining, his face was radiant, and he was awe-inspiring.

"Ah——" The ghost screamed again, and the large ghost energy turned into hypocrisy, and the long ghost claws also dissipated. Even the cold atmosphere around it became much clearer.

The ghost's hair is disheveled, its aura is messy, its expression is depressed, and its body has become illusory.

"Who are you?!" The ghost retreated several feet, bared its teeth and claws, and shouted in a sad voice, but it did not dare to attack again.

The previous finger, coupled with the secret curse just now, caused her ghost cultivation to be damaged for hundreds of years!

The ghost spirit is seriously injured!

Even her ghost is not stable anymore.

What method is this?

In thousands of years, she has never suffered such a big loss!

"I am Yang Jian." Jiang Yao sneered, "Yang Jian of Demon Feng Mountain."

Originally, there was no need for him to tell the ghost's name, but when he learned that the ghost's last name was Luo, he became more cautious.

Only a very small number of ghosts will retain their consciousness in life. If they can retain their consciousness in life, it is because of extremely special circumstances, or because their resentment is too deep or their obsession is too strong.

If a ghost retains its consciousness during life, what's the difference between it and not dying?

Of course it's different.

Because even if a very small number of ghosts retain their consciousness in life, they do not have a physical body. They have death energy as their body and yin energy as their soul. They can only cultivate ghost energy and feed on yin objects and living souls.

Moreover, he cannot see the daylight and can only appear and disappear in the darkness.

This female ghost is one of the very few ghosts who can retain their consciousness during life. At least she still remembers her name.

"Mo Feng Mountain, Yang family?" The ghost suddenly became quiet.

"Your devilish aura is so noble. It's no worse than mine. You should really be a member of the Yang family." The ghost turned back to the appearance of a normal woman, but her expression became much more depressed, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Mr. Yang Jian, the Yang family and the Luo family have been in-laws for generations. Can we go upstairs to talk about it?"

Jiang Yao's heart moved, and she nodded: "Okay."

The ghost still harbors a grudge, but knowing that Jiang Yao is a member of the Yang clan, he can only give up temporarily.

She still has something to ask for.

Moreover, during her lifetime, her relationship with the Yang family was anything but ordinary!


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