"Hoo ......"

After swallowing all the ghosts in the room, the black shadow let out a long breath, and from this exhalation, he could hear that his grandson should be quite cool at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was cool, but Hao Lang couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. After the appearance of the black shadow, they thought of many results, but they never thought that he had so many ghosts, and he dared to eat it as a supper.

When you thought he was a bad person, you didn't expect his real identity to be a bad foodie, do you say magical......

Everyone was a little confused, the tablet Xianjun was the most exaggerated, and a big black question mark face appeared on his screen-Motherfucker.

And after this wave of ghosts swallowed it, the figure did not leave, but continued to wait, because soon new ghosts began to grow again. In a short time, new ghosts filled half of the room, and it was estimated that when it was really crowded, the figures would come to harvest again.

While the figure was waiting for the meal, Hao Lang also whispered in the Xuannu's ear and asked, "What is this Nima?" Judging from his recipe, this product shouldn't be a person, right? ”

However, unexpectedly, the unprecedented Xuannu was also vague this time, and replied in the same whisper: "I also wonder, I haven't seen this thing, it shouldn't be a person, right?" But I haven't heard of any ghost-eating monsters, but a long, long time ago, I heard that there was a group of ghost cultivators, and they relied on devouring ghosts to cultivate, and the more they swallowed, the stronger their ability became. ”

"Ghost cultivator?" Hao Lang frowned.

"That's right, I remembered what you said." And the Flat Immortal Monarch followed Xuannu's words and said: "There was indeed such a school of cultivation before, and because of the special cultivation method, their cultivation speed is particularly fast, and normal immortals can only have the ability to cultivate for thousands of years, and their school can do it as long as they cultivate for one or two hundred years, which is very amazing." ”

"That's right." Xuannu nodded: "But this school has been a long, long time ago, and when they were popular, Baihe Immortal Monarch should not have attained immortal attainment." Many people think that these ghost cultivators only rely on soul sucking to cultivate, but they don't know that they have also done earth-shattering things such as killing hundreds of thousands of mortals in a pit just for their own cultivation. ”

"As the so-called success is also Xiao He defeat, because of this special cultivation method, they have become a force to be reckoned with in just a few hundred years. But because this cultivation method was too cruel and violated the harmony of heaven, it was also severely attacked by the underworld and the heavenly court, and gradually declined, and finally disappeared completely. I don't know if it's really lost, or if I'm hiding and licking my wounds, in short, it's been nearly a thousand years, and I haven't met anyone who practices this kind of exercise. ”

Having said this, Xuannu's expression became serious, and she pondered: "There have been exercises and heirs that have not appeared for nearly a thousand years, why did they suddenly appear here today?" ”

Hao Lang also felt her seriousness from the Xuannu, so he became a little nervous, and the reason for the nervousness was very simple. If this person is really the kind of ghost cultivator that Xuannu and Tablet Immortal Jun said, then why did they suddenly appear after disappearing for thousands of years? What's even more terrifying, is it really just one person who they appeared?

Hao Lang felt that it was necessary for him to take Xuannu to all locations in Sijiu City to check if there were any other places where a similar situation had occurred......

And when Hao Lang and Xuannu fell into contemplation, they heard Lao Ben on the side suddenly say out: "Hey, look over there, I seem to have seen Chang Lin."

Hearing his sudden words, for a moment, Hao Lang's contemplation stopped. Hurriedly looked in the direction that Lao Ben's eyes were pointing to, and sure enough, he could vaguely see that there was a tall, thin boy figure standing among countless ghosts.

After looking closely, sure enough, the boy's face was no different from Chang Lin's appearance in his impression, and it must be the missing Chang Lin.

However, Chang Lin at this time is completely different from the dexterous and clever Chang Lin that Hao Lang had seen before.

At this time, Chang Lin's eyes looked dull, not only did he lose his previous cleverness, but he didn't even have the most basic feelings, and there was no emotion in his pupils at all, just like a dead man and a corpse.

And his body is also completely different from the other ghosts in this room, the ghost's body seems relatively empty, like a puff of smoke, constantly changing and blurring, as if it is a bubble, although there are entities, although they will also be squeezed, but in the final analysis, they are not real enough.

But Chang Lin's body was completely different, just looking very sturdy and real, and even the crowded ghosts in the small lounge couldn't have any effect on him.

The other ghosts are all intertwined, but he is different, when the ghosts touch him, they will pass directly through his body, as if they are not on the same plane.

Because Chang Lin was obviously different from the other ghosts, Hao Lang and the others could easily detect him.

However, even Hao Lang, who was a little far away, could detect it, and the black shadow that was close at hand was naturally no exception, and almost at the same time, he also noticed that among the ghosts in the house, Chang Lin was mixed in.

When Chang Lin was spotted at first glance, the black shadow was obviously stunned for a moment, and his movements paused obviously.

But in just a few seconds, he reacted, it seemed that among the ghosts in the room, Chang Lin was an outlier mixed in, and it didn't bring him any trouble.

Including Chang Lin, just a few minutes after being swallowed for the first time, the house was full of ghosts again.

And after the ghost was full again, it was no different from the previous action, and the palm of the black shadow pinched the law again. A new whirlwind began to coalesce between the palms of his hands.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to start a new round of attacks, and Chang Lin would be dead at that time, Hao Lang couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly looked at Xuannu: "It's time for us to act, right?" Otherwise, this grandson will have to eat again! ”

In fact, there was no need for Hao Lang to speak, because just before he spoke, Xuannu had already conjured up her flying sword, and she looked ready to go over and slash this black shadow at any time.

The war was on the verge of breaking out, but at this time, Lao Ben suddenly spoke, and he suddenly stopped the Xuannu who had already rushed out halfway: "Wait, I smell someone coming again, and the smell seems to be a little familiar." ”

In the next second, a familiar shout came from outside the small building: "Prodigal son? Jiu'er? Where are you? I don't go home in the middle of the night, I don't answer the phone, what are you doing in this broken park? ”