"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!"

A high-pitched, piercing sound sounded that almost pierced a person's eardrum. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingqiu even wondered if this was some new sonic wave or something, it was extremely ugly and appalling.

And what kind of ghost is that troubled person, as a Jindan monk, just set a trap, he is still hiding at this time, not daring to reveal his true body, how cowardly is this?

He didn't know that there was still a seven nights floating on his head, facing a team of only two foundation building monks, who could be so timid, and there was no one who was so timid.

Ghost Face can't actually be said to be timid, of course, it can't be said that he is bold, he is a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard, the most common kind of featureless monk in the immortal cultivation world.

He just didn't want to show his face, if there was any special item on the monk of the An family, so that those who knew could escape this catastrophe and save his life, then he would die.

Doing it secretly is the perfect solution.

Not to mention that they have a token of the demon bow, and they also have magic weapons that can hide their breath, if he wasn't a Jindan monk, he would have been dodged by these people, so Ghost Face can't guarantee that there are still any good things on these people that can be turned over.

It was such caution that saved his life countless times, and the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, which is the practical experience that the years have brought him.

Underestimating any one of them can end you up capsizing in the gutter.

But Mingyuan really angered him, and Ghost Face also thought that he could see the confidence of these people, and the most powerful one should be this kid in the foundation building period, and the others were not to worry.

There are also two beautiful female cultivators in it, one should be the Miss An family, and the other one doesn't know who it is, her qualifications and appearance are a few points better than that Miss An, and it is best for the two of them to use as a furnace.

He likes women's yin qi the most.

Hey, hey, hey......

The premise is to kill these men!

Especially Mingyuan, the ghost face himself walked the crooked path of the evil sect, and it took a lot of hard work to become a Jindan monk, and what he hated the most was those talented genius monks, as long as they followed the steps, they could easily achieve achievements that others could not get in a lifetime.

How can such a person not be hated?

Especially this kind of one that has not yet grown up, it is more pleasure to strangle it.

The killing move of the ghost face will soon arrive, and he is a cultivator, and the most powerful thing is something other than the Yin Qi.

The terrible cry sounded, it was a baby's cry, but it was extremely weird, like the cry of countless babies mixed together, which made people vomit for a while, and the spiritual sea was constantly turbulent.

It was as if the spirits were about to be shaken out of their bodies.

"Pay attention to the protection of soul consciousness, this is a sonic attack!" Mingyuan reacted the fastest, reaching out and casting a thin fluorescent barrier on himself and Qingqiu.

Ripples lit up on the eggshell-like curtain of light.

The gray-white mist trapped them here, and a small baby came out in front of them...... No, it should be said that it is a creature that does not know what it is.

It has the body of a baby, but it has two faces, one crying and one laughing, its eyes are blood-red, its open mouth occupies half the size of its face, the arc is directly pulled to the ear, and the teeth are very sharp, like the teeth of a wild beast.

The body is covered with blood-colored lines, and there are black veins **** agitation, as if something is hidden inside, and it is going to tear it fiercely and jump out.

It cried and laughed, its voice was weird and terrifying, knowing that its attack was blocked, its four eyes looked towards Ning Qingqiu and Mingyuan together.

The monks of the An family took a step back, and Qingqiu couldn't help but pull Mingyuan's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is this?"

She never thought that there was such a horrible and disgusting thing in the world.

Mingyuan's expression was extremely cold, and his eyes looked directly at the strange baby: "It's a mortar baby." Condensed with dozens of children born in the Yin Hour, even the purest infant spirit, in the process of refining, endured hellish pain, will deteriorate into the most evil Yin ghost, this is the mortar infant. ”

"And this fog ...... It should be the Yin Qi, which is an evil gas that can only be smelted by monks who cultivate Yin Qi, which is the food and residence cultivated by ghosts such as mortars, hurting the foundation of monks, and depleting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. ”

"I hadn't had much contact with cultivators who cultivated Yin Qi before, so I didn't recognize them for a while. ”

Qingqiu's brows furrowed, no matter how many times she heard about this miserable refining method, she couldn't understand it, she was extremely disgusted, and she forcibly suppressed her disgust.

"This is the way the cultivators of the ghost stream are worried, what is the difference between this and those demon cultivators who have no way of life?"

How could a righteous monk tolerate such a sect occupying the position of the great sect in Jeju? Every monk has his own relatives who cannot cultivate immortals and belong to mortals, and no one can guarantee that these monks who have turned their backs on the orthodoxy of the Heavenly Way will not raise their butcher knives at other monks to push themselves to further their cultivation, and the body of the monk is like gold and iron, and the things refined with the body of a monk are definitely more powerful than those refined by relying on mortals.

An Hai answered her question in a deep voice, after all, they were native monks in Kyushu, and they happened to be in the sphere of influence of the ghosts, which could be called miserable.

"It's not that serious, if all the monks who are worried about the ghost stream are like this and walk against the sky, then they will have been attacked by other great sects and great families. After all, they are not demonic cultivators, even demonic cultivators have good and evil, and cultivators who cultivate yin qi are not completely sad and crazy like this person. ”

Mingyuan was very disdainful and sneered.

"This person should also be a person who hides the ghosts' sorrows, and using this extremely vicious method to cultivate himself and condense the ghosts, he is already almost going mad. One day, the demons will come, life and death will disappear, and karma will be rewarded. ”

It is not shameful for a monk to kill someone, but to do such a cruel and treacherous thing to a weak baby is beyond the bottom line of what can be tolerated.

"Haha, this is funny, this immortal cultivation realm is originally respected for strength, why bother to say these big words in a dignified manner, if it weren't for these methods, how could I cultivate to the point where I am now and become a Jindan monk? How can I easily kill you?"

Ghost Face was already impatient, his mentality had already been distorted, and when he gave an order, the baby howled, and everyone was hairy and stood on end.

It opened two large mouths, and countless blood-colored poisonous mosquitoes flew out of its mouth, and its swollen belly gradually dissipated, shriveled like skin and bones.

It turned out that it was full of poisonous mosquitoes the size of eyeballs and bloody pus all over their bodies, and their mouthparts were black poisonous needles. (To be continued.) )