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Chapter 1,247 Soul Devouring

 At this time, Taoist Sun swung his whisk and had already dispersed all the scarecrow's ghost stories.

"This weird talk is so weak."

Daochang Sun frowned.

He probably also read the information and information about the Ghost Story Association.

Almost everyone's abilities are very strange and very difficult to deal with.

But this farmer alone, from the beginning of the war to the present, does not seem to have shown much fighting power.

Is it really just because... his strength is considered weak among the Kaidan Association?

At this time, the huge scarecrow bared its teeth and claws, and the sickles thrust out of its hands struck at Daochang Sun's neck.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Daochang Sun swept the dust with his whisk, four or two strokes of which were as heavy as a pound, and actually chopped the sickles into pieces.

Immediately, he whipped the whisk and smashed the scarecrow's head into pieces.

In an instant, the scarecrow disappeared completely.

The scarecrows in all directions have turned into a pile of dry weeds.

Daochang Sun did not dare to delay, and turned around and came to Gong Xin.

When he saw the scarecrow sneaking into Gong Xin's chest, Daozhang Sun seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened, and he swept his whisk towards the scarecrow.

However, the scarecrow representing the farmer grinned, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and had completely submerged himself into Gong Xin's body.

Moreover, because of Gong Xin's special physical fitness, the injury on his chest healed quickly!

Daochang Sun looked solemn:

"I see."

"No wonder the scarecrow is so weak."

"What this farmer is best at is probably the methods of soul seizing and soul devouring."

"Chopping his body into pieces has no effect."

"Furthermore... the farmer himself is most likely the Scarecrow Guitan, which is completely different from the other members of the Guitan Association who add ghost stories to enhance their strength!"

Thinking of this, Daochang Sun lightly tapped Gong Xin's eyebrow point with one finger.

At the same time, Gong Xin, who was in the farmer's soul world, also heard Daozhang Sun's voice:

"Gong Xin, you should be in the farmer's soul world now!"

"His body has been completely embedded in your flesh and blood. There is no way for me to pull it out."

Gong Xin was stunned and immediately said:

"Taoist Priest, don't worry about my body..."

"I know." Daochang Sun said immediately, "I can see that you have put a lot of effort into your physical body."

"But it's different now. The farmer's soul has begun to entangle and merge with your soul. It's easy to get the farmer out, but your soul will definitely be damaged."

"Listen carefully, the art of soul seizing is not that simple."

"He needs to kill you in his own soul world."

"So, you have two methods now."

"The first one is to let your soul world show up and start to devour his soul world in reverse!"

"The second is to find his true body hidden in the soul world and kill him!"

"I will use Taoist magic to protect your soul as much as possible, but you don't have much time, half an hour at most!"

After listening to Daozhang Sun's explanation, Gong Xin nodded gloomily.

At this time, the wild flowers he picked had changed color in his palm.

In all directions, the sound of footsteps and horse hooves could be heard.

suddenly:

"Who are you!"

A cowboy pushed open the back door and bumped into Gong Xin.

In this era of western pioneering, these so-called farms were not peaceful.

It can even be said that gun fights have become a common occurrence.

Gong Xin stood there without speaking.

The cowboy's face darkened:

"I'm talking to you!"

"Sneaky, you are..."

Before he finished speaking, Gong Xin suddenly raised his hand.

The discolored wild flower had turned into pink in his palm.

Blow quickly.

The pink of the flowers did not spread directly on the cowboy's face.

The cowboy who had been full of murderous intent just now suddenly became quiet. His expression began to become dull, and his eyes gradually turned a pale white.

Gong Xin said coldly: "Do you know where your true identity is?"

However, the cowboy stood there motionless.

Gong Xin narrowed his eyes slightly:

"It seems that not everyone in the soul world knows the farmer."

"In that case..."

"You are parasitic here, don't let anyone destroy your parasitism."

The cowboy nodded stiffly and then locked the door from the outside.

His body actually began to become moldy at this moment, with countless hyphae emerging from his body surface.

Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, the cowboys turned into a human-shaped mycelium group, stuck in this dead end.

After doing all this, Gong Xin smiled coldly:

"Take my soul?"

"Farmer, I will make you regret it."

"I'm afraid you haven't seen the housekeeping methods of the Wuzuo lineage!"

In an instant, Gong Xin quickly left the alley entrance.

Looking around, several cowboys were already staring at him.

However, this did not happen at first.

"I see, the more my soul is eroded, the more people he can control in this world?"

Gong Xin clasped his hands behind his back, and the remaining powder began to scatter to the surroundings along with a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Xin quickly walked towards one of the cowboys who was closest to him.

"Stop, stop!"

The other party immediately pulled out the pistol from his waist.

Gong Xin smiled coldly, opened his mouth, and spit out a burst of thick mist.

In an instant, the sound of gunshots was heard.

Gong Xin easily dodged the attack of guns and ammunition and came behind the cowboy.

He pulled down the wild flowers and grass growing nearby, ground them into powder instantly, and sprinkled them on the cowboy.

"Go, kill all the companions who have been controlled, and then...parasitize!"

After doing all this, Gong Xin entered the cowboy's house and sealed the doors and windows.

"Wait, who are you..."

The cowboy's family members stood up one after another, but were directly killed by Gong Xin using the same method.

The whole process was neat and tidy.

He sat down and seemed in no hurry to do anything again.

But soon, there was a burst of rapid gunshots outside the house, and then wailing.

Gong Xin smiled coldly, with some powder made of flowers and plants still on his palm:

"If it were left outside, the probability of success using this method is really hard to say."

"But since this is the soul world, haha... Farmer, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

At this moment, the whole ground began to shake.

The strange scent of medicinal herbs began to permeate the entire farm town.

Through the window, Gong Xin saw those "parasites" that were quickly devouring others.

Then, it quickly turned into a mold-like condition.

They stretched out their tentacles and quickly connected in all directions, gradually turning into a spider web-like world around them.

The sound of tooth acid corrosion was heard.

In an instant, the farmer's wails rang out from the sky.

Gong Xin slowly raised his head and said quietly:

"Farmer, is this gift interesting?"

"You want to devour my soul?"

"But I'm afraid you don't know what the real forbidden technique of the Zuzuo lineage is."

"Today I will show you what the art of 'healing ghosts' is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge sickle suddenly broke through the roof and stabbed Gong Xin fiercely.

At the same time, a burst of bright light suddenly burst out from Gong Xin's body, which was Daozhang Sun's method.

The sickle was blocked by the strong light, and Gong Xin rushed out of the house.

In front of you, in the sky, the scary face of the scarecrow has appeared!

Gong Xin sneered: "Farmer, you finally came out!"

"You have arranged two doubles, you are really cautious!"

"But what now?"

"The tactics used by the gangsters are exactly aimed at ghosts!"

"It's not difficult for me to put some medicine into your soul and make you 'seriously ill'!"

There are already rotten spots on the farmer’s face:

"What a bastard, you're looking for death!"

Originally, he wanted to eat away at Gong Xin's soul a little bit, but Gong Xin's method was indeed beyond the farmer's expectation.

After he quickly emerged from the sky.

From all directions, the cowboys in all the buildings aimed their guns at Gong Xin.

At this time, Daozhang Sun’s warning voice came:

"Gong Xin, if so many people attack your soul at the same time, the protective light I cast may not be able to sustain it!"

Gong Xin nodded:

"Don't worry, Taoist Master Sun."

"You are always available for me."

"If I let him nibble away at me little by little, I will slowly search for his true form, and it will really be a dead end at this point."

"Although it is dangerous now, in a world where souls are devouring..."

"Only by doing this can we have hope!"

In an instant, Gong Xin and the farmer took action at the same time.

The farmer controlled the cowboys around him to start shooting at Gong Xin.

With the light of the body protection still able to support him, Gong Xin left and entered the group of cobweb hyphae that had spread and become moldy.

Immediately:

"Hiss!"

In an instant, the hyphae began to spread in all directions at an exponential rate!

Under the sound of corrosion, the farmer's expression became more and more painful.

The spider web hyphae also began to stir and twist, and in a moment, countless tentacles and human faces appeared!

These human-faced tentacles filled with resentment and pain attacked all around.

At the same time, Gong Xin, who was wrapped in the core position, began to weaken visibly to the naked eye.

The farmer was also well versed in the art of the soul, and he immediately saw the trick and grinned:

"I see."

"No wonder your body is the same as the material and can be disassembled at will!"

"You have concentrated your soul into a certain organ or flesh and blood in your body. The rest of the body has no soul, and even if it is damaged, you can survive as long as you fill in the 'parts' containing the soul with your own methods!"

"How many people have you killed and how many 'parts' have you prepared for yourself?"

Gong Xin sneered:

"These people are the souls of those Japanese people I killed during the Republic of China!"

"They only deserve the price of immortality!"

At this moment, Gong Xin's soul and the farmer's soul began to devour each other and fight with each other.

The entire soul world is suddenly like a dangerous building about to collapse, constantly on the verge of being shattered!

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