"Rakshasa hag, can you unlock the restrictions in her body?" Lin Xiaolu asked at the side.
Tang Xin nodded:
"The restriction in her body is not complicated. Although my strength, senior sister, is not high, there should be no problem in unlocking this restriction."
After saying that, she continued to speak to the female ghost:
"Tell me what you know."
The female ghost in red shuddered, and then spoke to the people in front of her.
The female ghost's name was Yao Dan. She was a native of Sichuan. On her way home one day, she encountered a landslide and accidentally fell off a cliff and died.
Originally, people who died accidentally from such natural disasters would not become ghosts, and their souls could be reincarnated smoothly. However, after her death, she unexpectedly met a monk.
In the room, Yao Dan narrated: "That monk is my master. It was he who refined me into a fierce ghost and placed a restriction in my body."
"Is your master powerful?" Tang Xin asked.
Yao Dan thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Master can fly, so he should be almost as good as you, the immortal."
Hearing this, Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be just a ghost cultivator in the Foundation Establishment realm.
Just as she relaxed, Yao Dan said again: "There is a huge organization behind the master. As far as I know, there are many people like him in that organization, and they all have their own ghosts who are distributed in many countries to collect for them. The innocent souls are powerful, and above these people, there are even more powerful monks, but I have never seen them like that."
As soon as these words came out, Tang Xin was completely surprised. Even the handsome duck on the side had a pensive look on his face and raised his chin with the tip of his wing in confusion:
"Hasn't the ghost cultivator disappeared a long time ago? Why are there still there? And there are so many of them?"
After pondering for a while, it couldn't help but raise its head and look at the ceiling of the house.
Infinite Sect?
In the house, Yao Dan told everything he knew. Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yu'er were both more arrogant and had no reaction. However, Tang Xin became more and more frightened as she listened. She immediately made the decision to take Yao Dan back to Emei and let the boss judge her. Whether you are telling the truth.
If what this female ghost said is indeed true, then the appearance of so many ghost cultivators at once would probably make China... uneasy.
"Xiaolu, Xiaoyu'er, let's go back to Emei."
Tang Xin didn't hesitate at all and prepared to leave directly. Lin Xiaolu naturally had no objection and stood up lazily. As soon as they walked out of the inn, they saw a huge dark cloud that enveloped the entire hotel at some unknown time. Kuncheng.
At this moment, there is no sunshine in Kuncheng. Dark clouds cover the sun and the cold wind blows. Yao Dan, the female ghost in red, is so frightened that her entire ghost trembles.
There was no one in the surrounding streets. The entire city seemed to be empty. Kuncheng directly turned into an empty city.
Lin Xiaolu knew that this was the same ghostly space as yesterday.
At this time, among the dark clouds in the sky, countless monks could be vaguely seen. Lin Xiaolu glanced at it quietly, and then looked at Yao Dan who was constantly trembling:
"Are these your masters?"
Yao Dan nodded in horror, his terrifying face full of horror.
While the wind was howling, the handsome duck stood up with his feathers folded, looking at the figure hidden in the dark clouds and said:
"The spiritual method - Yin Demon Spirit, it seems that it is indeed a ghost cultivator. My dear, this is the first time for me to see the ghost cultivators in ancient books in real life."
After he sighed, he looked at Lin Xiaolu:
"Boss, this evil spirit covers the whole city. It covers such a large area. It seems that there are alchemy monks among the ghost cultivators who came this time. How about we pretend to be dead together?"
Lin Xiaolu pouted at Shuai Shuaiya: "Haha!"
At this moment, Tang Xin was anxiously trying to contact the sect, but she couldn't contact her at all. Just like in Dai Viet, her spiritual power was completely blocked by the black clouds in the sky.
Lin Xiaolu glanced at her twice, then smiled and said, "Don't waste your efforts, Rakshasa hag. Go hide in the inn and leave it to me."
"Brother, I'll come with you." Xiao Yu'er said enthusiastically.
Lin Xiaolu thought for a moment, then nodded and told Xiao Yu'er:
"Don't be brave. If you encounter someone you can't deal with, run away immediately, okay?"
"Yeah, Xiao Yu'er will never be pushy."
In the field, Tang Xin, whose strength was only that of Zhuji, also knew that he could not help much, so he directly carried Shuai Shuai Ya back to the inn, and then looked nervously at the backs of the two brothers and sisters.
At the same time, the black clouds in the sky had condensed into entities, and soon after, the brother and sister saw several monks falling from the sky.
Lin Xiaolu took a general glance, and there were about thirty people.
He had no spiritual power and could not see the cultivation of these people, so he asked his sister:
"Are there many people in the Dan Formation realm?"
"Okay, there are three."
Xiao Yu'er said a little depressed: "Brother, I can only deal with two pill formations at most."
"That's enough, leave the rest to me. When you start using your hands later, try your best to guide them to the ground, otherwise I will use the Youzhou Big Lock to pull them down one by one. It will be too slow." Lin Xiaolu thought.
"Oh, okay brother."
The brother and sister were muttering and discussing, and these monks had already appeared in front of them one after another.
They all wore dark masks that made it difficult to see their faces, and they stood in a dark row. Under the dark clouds and in the empty city, they gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Lin Xiaolu glanced at them, and then said curiously:
"Are you just ghost cultivators?"
The monks in front of them did not respond, but a fierce ghost slowly condensed around each monk.
These ghosts were of various kinds, including hanged ghosts with extremely long tongues, drowned ghosts with water all over their bodies, and headless ghosts with separated bodies and heads. For a moment, they seemed like a group of demons dancing around, and the brother and sister were stunned for a while.
"Brother, these ghosts are so scary." Xiao Yu'er said with some fear.
"It's okay sister, your brother is with you, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
Lin Xiaolu was full of confidence. When he saw that the monks were silent, he stopped talking nonsense to them. After jumping on the spot twice, he raised his hand and stretched it into the air to the right, holding the Dageng bronze in the mithril space.
"Since they don't talk, let's just start fighting!"
"Um!"
The two brothers and sisters had a perfect tacit understanding and rushed out at the same time without saying a word. Several fierce ghosts on the opposite side also roared and flew toward them, their roars shaking the sky!
…
…
At the same time, in a majestic but slightly desolate earth-yellow building, Shangguan Sheng, who was wearing a black robe, was looking gently at a group of people with blond hair, blue eyes and pale skin kneeling on the ground in front of him.
Behind him, there is a fat magic chef holding a kitchen knife and spatula and wearing an apron, as well as the mysterious ghost mask with red facial makeup, and the eldest daughter Shangguan Hamigua, who is short and has a hot temper.
In addition to these three people, there were countless demonic monks standing behind them, all of whom were members of his Shangguan family.
"Tell me, where are you going? Do you have to go to China? Is this a place where people like you can go?"
Shangguan Sheng looked at these monks who were kneeling in fear with a smile, and said softly to them with his spiritual consciousness:
"Have you made up your mind? Should you sign a soul-eating contract and become a slave of my Shangguan family, or should you die?"
Shangguan Sheng raised his hand and pointed at a person's eyebrows:
"Answer me, sign or die?"
The blond man who was pointed between his eyebrows shivered in fright. After a moment, he responded with trembling consciousness:
"I"
"boom!"
With a crisp sound, the man's head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless corpse twitched slightly before falling to the ground with a "plop".
"My master asked you whether to sign or die, and you answered something else. Who are you looking down on?"
Shangguan Sheng walked up to the other person with a smile, raised his hand and pointed at his head gently:
"What about you? Sign or die?"
Chapter 3 - Yellow Sky Mirage Chapter (End)
Chapter 4 - Beacon Fire China Chapter
