Basong shouted loudly, and bursts of blood burst out from the bloody shadow behind him, looking like a god and Buddha filled with murderous intent from a distance.
The front.
Dozens of fierce ghosts that originally attacked the direct descendants of the Cao family turned around and rushed towards Cao Jueshan.
"You are not qualified to play dirty tricks in front of me, Gong Yi!"
Cao Jueshan laughed ferociously.
His reputation in Hong Kong Island is actually not good, but his reputation in the black market is very high.
Because of practicing the yin and yang veins of Zouma, cutting off gold and locking jade, blocking the dragon veins of the earth, blocking luck and feng shui, you can deal with lonely souls and wild ghosts all the year round, and you can even cast curses through Yin ghosts.
In Hong Kong, where upright Feng Shui masters are the mainstream, what Cao Jueshan did was despised by others, but more people dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
However, in the black market of Hong Kong Island, Cao Jueshan is like the king of the night, proficient in the art of ghosts, and no one dares to disrespect him. Back then, someone attacked the Cao family, but Cao Jueshan summoned the ghosts to kill them all.
Without even touching the front door of the Cao family, he was swallowed up by evil spirits in the darkness.
It is said that the ghost that devours the killer is the ancestral grave of the killer's family. Cao Jueshan received the news in advance, dug up the ancestral grave of the killer's family, and refined the remaining souls inside into the ghost.
...Dozens of ghosts roared towards me.
Cao Jueshan's face did not change, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a hint of evil charm, he made a complicated magic formula with his hands, and muttered something in his mouth.
"Cut off his soul, destroy his soul, and refine his spirit."
"When the moon is full, it is yin, and when it is extremely yin, it is ghosts. The way of heaven is vast, and the way of ghosts is so vast. It can excite souls, swallow souls and devoure gods..." Cao Jueshan's eyes flashed with violence, and he pointed forward with one hand.
"disease!"
Wow! A gloomy wind swept across, and the dozens of ghosts in front of them were originally ferocious, but they were blown past by this gloomy wind, and the ferocity in the expressions of the ghosts disappeared.
Immediately afterwards.
"Hiss--" Dozens of fierce ghosts let out blood-curdling screams.
Wherever the sinister wind swept, white mist curled up and clung to the evil ghosts, extracting three souls, whipping seven souls, and pulling out the souls, specifically to punish evil souls and evil spirits.
In an instant.
The wailing sounds of fierce ghosts could be heard from the Cao family ancestral temple, which made people's hair stand on end.
There was also a hint of pain in Gong Yi's expression. These evil ghosts were connected to his soul. At this moment, the evil ghosts were being pulled out of his soul, as if they were extracting his soul and whipping his soul.
The pain was excruciating.
"Take action quickly!"
Gong Yi looked at Basong beside him and shouted.
At this moment, the totems all over Basong's body were already lighting up, and a majestic power of Qi and blood filled his whole body, and the Qi and blood condensed and took shape.
"kill!"
Basong's foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and the floor tiles within a ten-meter radius were shattered. Basong was like an ejected cannonball, turning into a bloody glow and impacting.
The blood is soaring to the sky.
On the way, several soul-stricken ghosts were touched by this energy and blood and collapsed.
The power of Qi and blood is as strong as Yang, and the Eight-legged Arhat taught by Master Basong in the Jade Buddha Temple has obvious restraint on evil spirits.
Cao Jueshan's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Basong rushing forward, and smiled evilly.
"Um?"
Basong's heart suddenly trembled. In an instant, he felt a wisp of cold air running down the back of his head and into his soul, as if there was a mysterious force pulling at his soul.
"Calm down!"
Basong bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. After regaining consciousness, his eyes became even more sinister. He stepped forward and appeared on top of Cao Jueshan's head, and trampled him down hard with his kick.
The legs are strong and powerful, filled with strong energy and blood.
If they were ordinary remnant souls and ghosts, they would probably be instantly defeated by the power of Qi and blood, but when faced with the attack, Cao Jueshan not only had no fear, but instead had a hint of expectation.
That's right, it's the expectation! Bang! Boom! The energy and blood exploded, causing the Cao family's ancestral temple to sway.
Cao Jueshan's figure completely disappeared.
Basong glanced around with a strange look, and said solemnly: "Huh, with this little strength, you dare to go out and die?"
Said.
He looked at Tang Ming with murderous eyes, said nothing nonsense, and punched out with murderous intent.
The force of the fist was empty, making a whistling sound.
But the strange thing is that when this fist force was two meters in front of Tang Ming, it disintegrated silently without making any movement.
"Um?"
Basong's eyes darkened, his anger filled with anger, and the bloody totem on his body became brighter and brighter.
Just as he was about to charge forward, suddenly, a sinister voice sounded from the depths of his mind: "You don't think you can kill me, Cao Jueshan, with one punch, do you?"
Wow! Bassong was shocked, suddenly slid away from the spot, and turned to look behind him.
There was nothing behind him, nothing to be found.
But that feminine voice sounded from the depths of his mind again: "It's easy to find my traces. Just tear yourself apart and you'll find me."
Basong froze, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Cao Jueshan's voice came from within his body.
A ghost has taken over?
Possessed by an evil spirit?
Basong was not very familiar with Chinese Feng Shui. At this moment, he was confused and couldn't help but raise his head to look at Gong Yi. But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Gong Yi taking two steps back with an extremely horrified expression.
Soul-moving technique! This is Cao Jueshan's famous killer move! The reason why Cao Jueshan became the third person in Hong Kong's feng shui technique is because of the extremely weird "soul-moving technique". Back then, he relied on this killing move.
Cao Jueshan can kill three people at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm instantly! "Damn it!"
"How could he not be dead and still be able to perform the Soul Transferring Technique in his residual state..." Gong Yi's pupils suddenly tightened, and beads of sweat could not help but appear on his forehead.
Just as he was deep in thought, a shrill scream sounded from ahead.
"ah!"
Basong suddenly held his head in his hands and roared in pain.
This pain spread from the deepest part of his soul, giving him a splitting headache. He held his head with both hands and hit the ground, as if this could relieve the pain.
Bang! Bang! Bang... There were muffled sounds, and the floor of the Cao family ancestral temple was cracked. Basong's head was covered with blood.
But the pain is getting worse.
"Gong Yi, save, save me..." Basong wailed, and the pain at this time was like a fierce ghost appearing in his sea of consciousness, biting and pulling madly, swallowing his soul.
This kind of severe pain is inhuman.
"Pfft..." Basong spat out a large mouthful of blood, his breath became weak, and the pain continued to rise.
Gong Yi didn't say anything, but took a few steps back, her face pale.
Cao Jueshan is truly terrifying.
The soul-moving method is really extremely vicious.
Sudden.
Basong's whole body was shaken, his screams stopped, and his painful eyes returned to calmness. Instead, he looked at Gong Yi with an indifferent gaze, grinned, and made a hoarse voice: "Gong Yi, are you afraid?"
This voice is not a bassong.
It was Cao Jueshan's voice.
At this moment, Gong Yi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, feeling chilled all over.