Zhuang Wuming burst out laughing when he heard the poisonous spirit son's jealous words.
"Did you hear that, others want to turn you into a beautiful ghost and accompany you day and night?"
Hong Ling was not angry at all when he heard this, "Well, I'm a little cautious, but are you willing to do it?"
"I'm thinking of you wholeheartedly."
With a slightly red face and an intoxicated look, Du Lingzi was suddenly stimulated and went crazy.
"A couple of bastard men and women dare to entertain your Taoist master, I will kill you two."
As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and he frantically injected ghost energy into the soul-calling flag.
With the support of zhenqi, the power of the ghost array is even more powerful. A wave of cold air hits the face, and the temperature in the array has reached below zero to hundreds of degrees.
Zhuang Wuming's muscles and bones shook, releasing a large amount of heat, and his eyes scanned his attributes.
My endurance is decreasing rapidly. In just a few dozen seconds, it has already dropped a little.
"This monk's magic weapon is really powerful. It can actually create such a range-level attack."
At this moment, a ghost claw stretched out its hand from the ghost formation and grabbed the back of his head.
Zhuang Wuming snorted coldly, spread out his ghostly body, turned his arms into illusion, and punched behind him.
The internal energy and external energy rushed in, causing this illusory punch to carry a terrifying force, hitting a claw in the back.
Bang
With a muffled sound, the ghost hand exploded, and two kinds of energy rushed into it, directly detonating the sneak attack ghost king.
puff
Du Lingzi's expression changed. His Ghost King was damaged, and he also suffered a backlash. Although it was only small, the consequences were very bad.
"Damn, it's really tricky."
As he spoke, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, landing on the soul-calling flag.
The light of the soul-calling flag instantly became much brighter.
"Hundred Ghost Devouring Body, let's see if you die."
The next moment, infinite coldness rushed toward Zhuang Wuming. Hundreds of shadows flickered in the cold air, and ghost hands grabbed Zhuang Wuming everywhere on his body.
These countless arms are extremely sharp. If caught by these ghost claws, they will probably be cut into pieces.
A thought flashed through Zhuang Wuming's mind and he narrowed his eyes.
A dark soul-stealing demon knife appeared in his hand at some point, and then the light of the knife suddenly appeared.
The invisible sword light spread out in front of the hundreds of ghosts, and a huge soul-stirring wave appeared, and all the ghosts were involuntarily stunned.
The sword light flashed, and all the ghosts were enveloped by the sword light, and then they were all swallowed up by the sword light.
puff
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Du Lingzi's face turned pale.
All the ghosts on the soul-calling flag lost contact, and his years of hard work disappeared in an instant.
Du Lingzi couldn't bear the blow, his eyes showed hatred, "I want to kill you, I want to kill you, ah."
boom
Like a thunderclap, a huge dark ghost hand rose from his body and descended towards Zhuang Wuming.
This blow brought together all of Du Lingzi's ghost energy, endurance and will.
The huge force was tens of tons, and it was impossible for Zhuang Wuming to resist. This kind of power had exceeded the limit of his current strength.
However, this kind of spell is useless even if it fails to hit anyone.
He stepped into the shadows and disappeared.
In the shadow space, Zhuang Wuming saw the huge ghost hand above his head, exuding a thick cold air and freezing everything.
Several meters in radius were covered, and the shadow space felt solid.
A thought, he has left the influence of the ghost hand.
boom
There was a huge muffled sound, the giant hand suddenly hit the ground, and huge power spread towards the ground.
A palm print with a width of one meter appeared on the ground, and huge cracks spread for tens of meters.
Several nearby houses in the village were collapsed by the earthquake, and several wails could be heard inside.
At this time, Du Lingzi gasped and looked at the place hit by the ghost hand with a crazy look on his face, "Die, I'm finally dead."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Just when Du Lingzi was laughing wildly, Zhuang Wuming appeared behind him.
A cold voice sounded, "I'm afraid it's not possible for me to die."
Du Lingzi felt a thrill in his heart and turned around suddenly, when a sword light had already cut across his neck.
His body stiffened and his head fell to the ground.
Gululu
He rolled around on the ground a few times and looked in Zhuang Wuming's direction with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to remember him in his mind and take him to the underworld.
At this time Hongling came over, bent down and took out a cloth bag from Du Lingzi's waist, "Let's go, we can't stay here any longer."
Zhuang Wuming didn't say anything. The two of them ducked and disappeared.
The village was in chaos. Many people woke up from their sleep and came outside.'
Looking at the huge palms, cracks in the ground, and a headless corpse in the village clearing, I was scared out of my mind.
At this time, the elders in the village immediately began to organize people to rescue the collapsed houses and at the same time dragged the bodies out and buried them.
When the old lady and grandfather from the house Zhuang Wuming stayed at saw what was going on in the village, they didn't say anything. They had already discovered that Zhuang Wuming and Hongling were missing.
The old man seemed to know something. He immediately told the old lady not to speak. She just looked at the sky, seeming to recall something.
Zhuang Wuming and Hong Ling came to the road. Hong Ling opened the pocket in his hand and escaped with a few things.
He threw it casually to Zhuang Wuming: "It's all garbage, you can take a look if you are interested."
Zhuang Wuming looked at a scripture and found the words "Evil Ghost Sutra" written on it.
Once opened, it describes the eight extraordinary meridians, the breathing method of exhaling and inhaling, and the orthodox way of cultivation.
But the only difference is that this practice seems to allow you to take shortcuts, kill living creatures, and extract the death energy of death to turn it into your own cultivation.
Hong Ling said, "We basically have no way to learn this kind of inherited scripture, because we don't have the existence of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians."
"In other words, the energy channels suitable for this world, our eight extraordinary meridians and energy channels are different."
"Only by killing the monsters that can explode the inheritance skill cards and obtaining the basic eight meridians can you practice the various cultivation methods in this world."
"Or maybe a master from this world can reshape the eight extraordinary meridians and establish energy channels for you, and you can also practice this world's method of cultivating your nature."
"Or maybe you get a special rebirth pill in this world, which can help you reshape your body and give birth to the eight extraordinary meridians of this world."
"It can be said that the practice methods in this world almost all revolve around the eight extraordinary meridians. Although there are many variations, the foundation is here."
"If you want to gain something in this world, my suggestion is that you must learn the inheritance of this world. Whether you build your own power system in the future or whatever, this is the fastest way to become stronger."
Zhuang Wuming nodded, "I understand, it seems I have to think of a solution."