"Do you want to continue?" Jin Xiaolin looked at the others, and everywhere she looked, there was a panic.

She didn't even take action herself, but she shattered the resistance of her people.

She controlled the golden Gu to levitate in the air, shocking everyone, while her gaze slowly turned to the white-robed old man.

Only he hadn't moved yet.

Jin Xiaolin also only wants to kill this one person.

She seriously injured the Elder Holy Maiden, abolished the altar messenger, and repelled the descendants of the clan, causing them to shed a lot of blood, but none of them died.

Jin Xiaolin didn't let them die.

The white-robed old man sighed and said, "I don't want to go that far, but I have no way out. ”

The irony in Jin Xiaolin's eyes was even stronger, "It is worthy of being a descendant of the Holy Ancestor's lineage, and he is emphasized with that group of hypocrites!

"What ...... what I have done compared to the people you have killed for so many years" The white-robed old man said as he tore his sleeves, from the sleeves to his shirt, and then his right foot collapsed to the ground, shattering the trouser legs, and his bare skin was covered with dense tattoos!

If you look closely, it is not a tattoo, but a ghost head, with a hideous expression squeezed under his skin, crowded, surging, and silently screaming, spreading from his neck to his feet...... No, including the weird black figure at his feet, it was also the spread of tattoos!

The old man's body is a container, a container full of necromancy!

Jin Xiaolin's slightly narrowed eyes crossed a different color, and said, "I said that why didn't those old things go to hell, it turned out that they were all parasitic on you!"

"The ancestors are all blind to death, even if they go to hell, they will climb up to you to avenge their death. As the old man spoke, a black mist-like wind began to blow under his feet, and the ghost shadows on his skin suddenly flowed into the black shadows under his feet, dense and immeasurable, as if there was endless ink in his body, pouring to his feet.

The figure at his feet also suddenly began to spread, then grow, and then bulged, like a huge black earthworm, raising its head from the ground.

Boundless resentment emanated from the dark shadows, and there was no sound, but everyone seemed to hear countless terrible howls.

The white-robed old man's body was getting thinner and thinner, and in the blink of an eye, there was only skin and bones left, and his two bulging eyes were staring at Jin Xiaolin with hatred and madness.

Jin Xiaolin's face showed a solemnity, but she was not afraid, and said: "If I remember correctly, you are cultivating an ancient forbidden technique of your own clan, the Ghost Gu, and you, I'm afraid, can only summon the Ghost Gu, but can't control it! The power of the Ghost Gu is comparable to the Golden Gu at its peak, but it is an unconscious ghost, and it is ferocious, this kind of thing, you actually dare to make it, you are really reckless......

"As long as I can kill you, it doesn't matter what the consequences are. The old man's voice was hoarse, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing.

Jin Xiaolin laughed, "Kill me, I'm already a dead man, dead at the hands of that group of ghosts!"

The white-robed old man squeezed out his voice from his throat and said, "But the ancestors don't think it's enough, they want to tear your spirit body and devour your soul!"

At this time, the black shadow completely turned into a huge black object shaped like the Golden Gu Insect King, standing high in the air, exuding black qi all over its body. Countless ghost-like water chestnuts grew on its body, and a black vertical line opened in the center of its head, revealing a huge blood-red eyeball, which was monstrous!