He has been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years. Although he has not survived the tribulation, he has already reached the seventh level of spiritual bearing. He is praised by the world as the three stars of Tianyao, and is as famous as Taixuanzong Su Jing and Cangwu Palace Yin Baishuang.
Although in terms of cultivation he is not as good as the Nine Classics of Taixuan, the Ten Treasures of Cangwu, and the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, in terms of reputation and heritage, he is above them.
In addition, over the years, he has extremely rich experience in hunting ghosts, and he has also conquered several thousand-year-old ghosts, made them surrender, and made them his subordinates in classic battles.
This made him even more confident that during the tribulation, none of the evil ghosts recorded in his judge's notes would be able to escape!
But he never thought that this ghost ghost man had the terrifying talent of being able to extract bones and skin to refine ghost weapons by himself.
Three thousand years of powerful ghosts and high-grade ghost weapons were not something he could deal with.
You must leave this situation as soon as possible.
Ying sleeves hugged the waist of Baili Xianxian, his eyes were calm, and he kept flashing towards the exit.
He had never thought about putting himself in unnecessary danger, but he would not be so despicable as to use the lives of these two juniors to delay time.
When he passed by Bailian, he used his free hand to pull Fang Geyu's arm, and reminded Bailian: "Don't be reluctant to fight, the power of high-grade ghost weapons is extraordinary, abandon the coffin and evacuate!"
Bai Lian did not listen to his words and did not take a step back. Fang Geyu also looked disgusted and swung his sword to block his outstretched hand.
Ying Xiu said: "Don't be ignorant of how to lift——"
Before he finished speaking, he finally noticed something, and his pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes!
I saw that where Bai Lian was standing, there was a black shadow with a diameter of one meter long covering the ground, giving people a thick and sticky feeling.
Like a death swamp in a dangerous forest, several dark ghost hands stretched out from the black shadow, and the old trees tightly grasped his legs.
It’s not that I won’t retreat…
There is absolutely no way to retreat!
It happened that at this moment, Youguilang's long black nails were beating the leather drum. Behind him, on the left and right sides, two black corpse coffins were erected in the black air condensation.
The coffin surfaces were held open by a pair of palms as thick as black as iron. A horned ghost walked out of the coffin and roared, and two pits appeared on the ground, as if they had been crushed by meteorites.
The two horned ghosts disappeared at the same time, and appeared in front of Baili'an at the same time, slamming into the surface of the Suzaku coffin.
Balian's chest shook, an extremely suppressed groan came from his throat, and a line of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
Horned ghosts are one of the most powerful and terrifying ghosts in the physical body. They are also called wild ghosts. They usually have few spiritual power nodes during their lifetime. They are martial arts practitioners who major in the physical body and minor in spiritual power.
After their corpses are turned into ghosts, their power will only be stronger than when they were alive.
The domineering and powerful energy was transmitted from the surface of the coffin to his palms, and a heart-wrenching creaking sound came from the bones of his arms.
If Bailian hadn't been the body of a corpse demon that had been sleeping for more than two hundred years at this moment, his arm would have been bloody and shattered, and the heavy coffin would have collapsed, crushing him and Fang Geyu behind him into pulp.
What followed was a stalemate.
Looking at his slightly trembling arms, as well as the tight shoulders and back, as if this body was bearing extremely terrifying power, Fang Geyu couldn't help but reach out and pinch the broad robe around his waist.
Balian turned his cheeks sideways, and the scarlet blood stains on the corners of his lips made his face paler. His voice was deep but calm, and he said to Ying Xiu: "Take her away."
Fang Geyu was not the kind of person who resisted pretentiousness. He glanced at Ying Xiu very cleanly: "If you dare to touch this lady with one of your hands, I will cut off your hand."
The kindness of strangers is limited. Ying Xiu is also a young master from a noble family. He will not be blinded by Fang Geyu's good looks and rush forward to please and rescue him.
Without another word, he picked up Baili Xianxian and disappeared into the darkness of the narrow tunnel.
Yougui Lang glanced at the female corpse Hesha coldly: "Tonight, I will use the skins of these two people to make two new clothes for you, my wife."
The female corpse, Hesha, closed her eyes in pain, pretending to turn a deaf ear.
The drum sounds again.
Behind the burly backs of the two horned ghosts, two bloody arms burst out of the skin and struck the coffin surface with a loud bang.
In the deserted house, the thick Yin Qi spread everywhere and surged in along with the chilling drum sounds, condensing under the four bloody ghost palms.
The green dust flying around seemed to feel the extremely oppressive and tense atmosphere. The weightless dust fell to the ground like weight-bearing iron sand.
Even the solid earth was broken by dust and had countless tiny holes that had been eaten by rice bugs.
The blood on Balian's face faded, and with a pop, blood spurted out from between his lips and teeth. Then it was blown back by the cold wind and spread from his cheeks, staining his delicate and tender face red.
The arm clinging to the back of the coffin made a cracking sound like it was being crushed, and the elbow was suddenly bent by the huge force.
He stepped back two steps, and his palms could no longer hold the Suzaku coffin steady. The thick coffin hit his chest like a big mountain. He did not leave his hands because of this, but hugged them tightly, using a force-bearing force that maximized the area of the coffin.
Guang, the most injured posture stabilized the coffin board.
When she was retreating, Fang Geyu was also hit and took five steps back. She heard with her sharp ears the extremely painful and unbearable moans coming from the depths of his throat just now. She couldn't help being startled, and immediately rushed forward to support him.
Holding his waist as stiff and tight as stone, he raised his hand to wipe the bright red from the corners of his lips and chin.
Fang Geyu herself never noticed that her voice was extremely tight at this moment: "Don't resist, just scream out when you are hurt, no one will laugh at you."
Regarding Fang Geyu's action of wiping, Bailian's pale expression was startled for a moment, and then he turned his head awkwardly.
Avoiding her fingers, he gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: "I...I don't feel any pain. You can get out first..."
Fang Geyu was most annoyed by his tepid temperament.
Seeing that he was obviously trying to stay strong, she became angry. The more he hid, the angrier she became.
The gentle movements just now became very rough. She pinched Balian's blood-stained chin with force, turned his head right, stood on tiptoes, and forced him to meet her eyes.
Miss Fang stared into his dark eyes and did not forget to raise her foot to rest on the coffin to share his burden.
She raised her little eyebrows and said angrily: "You just vomited blood! Why are you trying to hold on? I've already told you. If you feel pain, just scream out. We are all made of flesh and blood. You don't have to endure it like this. It hurts."
The pain only grows within you. If you don't shout out, how will others know whether you are in pain or not?"
The veins between Balian's neck were obviously bulging, and the pressure the horned ghost brought to him was no less than a huge stone falling from a high altitude and hitting his chest.
He bit a painful bite and stared at her with a faint look: "So what if I shout it out? So what if others find out?"
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