The female ghost was affected by this bloody mud, and the wriggling snakes and insects all over her body seemed to be half electrocuted, and she became more and more densely active.

She screamed, her body spasmed, and I watched as the fat white maggots were completely absorbed under her battered flesh.

The female ghost was lying on all fours on the ground, and the back was so thin that only the rugged back bone was left, and it slowly grew snow-white white hairs like inverted hooks.

The roots are as distinct as fish bones, reflecting the light in the cold moonlight.

I held the sword in my arms and silently left two lasagna tears in my heart.

I'm stupid, really.

I only knew that the corpse of the unjustly died would form a corpse when the thunder and lightning were combined, but I didn't know that the female ghost who died tragically and was fed a mouthful of rotten blood and mud would also.

Could it be that this stinky bloody mud mound can still have the effect of a clay sculpture walking corpse?

If it's true, then the cost of this fierce ghost corpse transformation is too low!

If I were really unlucky enough to die at the hands of this corpse-transformed white-haired zombie, it would be one of the greatest shames among the impermanence.

In any case, I must not be killed by it, and even if I may not be able to resist, then the final outcome should be burned!

It's not about face or shame, it's just my responsibility as an impermanent ghost to detain my soul and eliminate evil.

......

The demon wind is so strong, has Yexun come to save me?

But then again, if I also take a bite of this blood mud, according to my cultivation, I will still be very confident that I will directly become a corpse demon.

But the corpse-transformed female corpse won't give me a chance.

The wind whined on the side, and the female corpse was silent for a moment, and then suddenly burst out, stretching out two long arms, and jumped up to catch me.

Of course, I was terrified, I couldn't run fast, I couldn't win the fight, so I had to hide in the dark, like a cat jumping up and down in a melon field.

The sword in his hand, because it did not have the impetus of internal breath and spiritual power, could not exert its true effectiveness at all.

The female corpse was frantically biting and gnawing behind her, no matter if he was a stone or a stump all the way, as long as it passed through her mouth, there was black pus left on it.

A quick glance from afar, there were still tiny insects struggling and wriggling in the black thick water.

The gaffe is getting worse and worse.

I ran and jumped as I swung the sword behind my back, panicked and illogical.

Stripes of sweat rolled down his forehead and cheeks, and his broken hair was wet and sticky on his face, sticky and uncomfortable.

I have really been cornered now, and the remnants of the shattered inner breath cannot support me to destroy this murderous corpse with the blood sacrifice sword technique again.

If I want to go against the sky, I'm sorry, I don't have that ability yet!

No, wait!

Blood sacrifices?

The spiritual light in my brain suddenly exploded through the sky like thunder, and the reason why I was missing my internal breath and my spiritual power was slowly recovering, this Dharma Body could play a great role in hindering it.

When Ye Xun gave it to me, he said that this Dharma Body can cover my aura, but it will not remove my ability, and it can make me no different from ordinary people.

The conditions are perfect, immaculate.

But it is precisely because of these conditions, which I strongly agree with and never question, that I am so embarrassed today!

It is true that the Dharmakaya will not abandon my abilities, but the fact that it conceals my aura and makes me no different from ordinary people is a deadly double-edged sword.

Ghosts are nourished by yin spirits and evil spirits, and impermanence ghosts are no exception.

But a large part of us, as the gods of the netherworld, rely on the belief in incense in the world to accumulate strength and ascend the Tao.

The more incense believers, the stronger the power of the gods will be, and the spiritual power spells will be endless.

Although I am not a big person, the common people with impermanence abound, and even if the ghosts are short-tempered and scolding, it is impossible for the evening scene to be bleak to such a field.

Therefore, all the spearheads of time are all directed at this Dharma Body, which covers up my breath in the mortal realm, which is no different from ordinary people, and this inadvertently makes the power of incense that believes in impermanence unable to find its master.

That's why I was ruthlessly "beaten" by lonely souls, wild ghosts, and murderous corpses and demon souls in mass graves?

The ice-like stinging pain behind him penetrated into the depths of my soul in an instant, damn it, that female corpse took advantage of my unpreparedness and seized the opportunity to sneak attack me!

I could clearly and strongly feel the rapid stirring of her fingertips that had pierced into my back, and the pain that penetrated into my bones made my mind a little unconscious.

I happened to stumble over a half-section of the tombstone that was stuck diagonally on the ground, and my body involuntarily threw forward, stayed in the air for a moment, and then landed firmly and rolled several times.

When the female corpse had succeeded, Kankan stopped walking, and it stood in front of the tombstone I had thrown out, almost madly licking the blood I had left on the tips of her fingers.

I stared intently at the shrill laughing female corpse, and with a sword in one hand, I slowly got up from the ground, coughed, and spat out the muffled blood and dirt in my mouth.

That's good! I'm really angry now!

The thing that hinders me from retaliating now seems to be the Dharma Body on my body that is not doing anything, and the Dharma Body that ranks first with weak legs is like this.

Well, this one fell, and my brain was thrown into chaos.

In my memory, Yexun didn't tell me how to get out of this Dharma Body, and there was only one way to do it for now.

Dead!

This is simply the most direct and convenient way to turn people into ghosts.

"My lord, your blood has made the concubine have a lot of bad thoughts~" The female corpse approached me step by step, and her voice was rough and thick, as if she had suppressed great desire and ecstasy.

"Oh. I raised my wrist, "There's so much more here, would you like to come and try it?"

The female corpse instantly turned gloomy, the distorted facial features on her face struggled to squeeze out a foolish smile, and the five fingers curled into the shape of an iron hook pounced on me.

I swallowed and held the sword across my chest, if the female corpse used all her strength to shake me out this time, my soul would have left my body, but because this sword blocked it, the death should not be too ugly!

The female corpse leaned over and pounced with great force, and at that moment, I only felt that all my internal organs had been knocked into tofu scum by her.

Her nails as hard as iron pierced my left shoulder effortlessly, taking a lot of my blood, and even when I was knocked into the air, I could see the beautiful arc of my blood droplets in the air.

I was slammed into the force for a long way before I landed, rolling like a briquette, in the sand, and finally hit a tombstone overgrown with dry rattan, and barely stopped.

My shoulders trembled, and I spat out the blood with a "wow", and the sword was thrown away by me, and the only thing left in my hand was the wild grass that I was holding tightly.

I lay on the ground in embarrassment, gasping for air, my body heavy as a mashed paste.

Very well, I swear this female corpse is definitely dead, but unfortunately, I am not dead yet.

No matter how hard your life is, it's not so hard!

The only self-defense weapon in his hand is gone, is it true that he will be tortured to death by a female corpse?

I lifted my sleeve and rubbed my face indiscriminately, but there was still a sticky itch on my forehead that slid down, and I touched it, and it was blood.

The female corpse was irritated more and more by the scarlet-sweet red liquid, and long strips of shiny saliva trickled down her mouth and dragged it everywhere on the ground.

I stared at the corpse quietly, my fingers reaching behind my ear, and I removed the hairpin pinned between my buns.

The slender and sharp hairpin shimmered with silver white in the moonlit night, and only glanced at it, but it was obscured by a sudden shadow overhead.

The female corpse flew to her feet again, she had already tasted the smell of blood, if I couldn't leave this Dharma Body quickly, I'm afraid I would have to make do with her tooth sacrifice.

I smiled coldly at the approaching female corpse, raised my hand holding the silver hairpin, and without hesitation, plunged it into my heart.