Chapter 28: Ghost Cultivation (2)

Buddhist monks, for the aura of ghost cultivation is very keen, and the little monk Kongkong quickly judged that he was a ghost cultivator according to his breath, and it was not an ordinary low-level ghost cultivator.

The other party's aura is obviously spreading, it should be in the promotion stage, and he can't freely restrain his ghost qi, so he will scatter his aura like this. And according to the strength of the breath, this ghost cultivator should be about to have the cultivation of Jindan, which means that the other party is the peak of the Void Dan and is about to be promoted.

"Woo woo !!" a ghostly howl came from the alley.

Lin Ziyu waved his left hand and used a small illusion, adding some hypnotic effects, to stun Mao Xinduo and Xiao Jingjing.

Then he opened the car door and stared at the alleyway. "This pomp and circumstance is quite good, the peak of the Void Dan, and the ghost cultivation of the Jindan must be advanced. ”

"It's not that the cultivation of modern monks is generally low, how can you meet a fast golden pill so quickly, it's not scientific. The little monk wondered. His master, Master Haiming, is also only at the peak of the Void Dan realm, and he just met one when he went out, this luck.

Lin Ziyu looked at the black mist-like ghost aura around him and dispersed it casually. "This ghost cultivator is an evil sect, and this ghost qi does not contain his own breath, obviously he practiced by absorbing and refining other people's souls, and the aura of ghost qi is very messy. ”

As soon as the words fell, one after another ghosts turned into shapes, rushing towards everyone like skulls.

"You protect the car, I'll go and meet this ghost. Lin Ziyu's eyes showed a bit of murderous aura, that other people's souls cultivated evil arts, this method was the most unbearable style of their old-school monks.

Monks mainly focus on cultivating the Great Dao and make friends with the creatures of heaven and earth, so that they can be relieved, feel the heaven and earth, and achieve the Great Dao. This evil style has always been treated as a great evil by cultivating the world, and everyone will be punished for it.

As a result, I didn't expect that I had just come out of the customs today, and I encountered this kind of evil cultivation, which was really unbearable.

"Five enchantments!" Lin Ziyu pinched the magic seal in his hand and hit it into the ground, and in an instant, an enchantment wrapped within a hundred meters of the surroundings.

The ghost cultivator who had not yet shown up was obviously stunned, feeling the strength of the enchantment, with his cultivation, he couldn't shake the enchantment in the slightest. My heart is cold, this time I came out to squat, mainly because I was about to advance, thinking about catching a monk to refine my soul and help myself to advance.

But this time it seems that he has encountered a hard stubble, but he is not too worried, maybe he is a disciple of the big sect, and he has a strong magic weapon. After all, it is impossible for the monk to be rotten on the street, and when he goes out, he meets Brother Jindan.

What's more, the two people sitting in front of the car in front of the car were obviously still in the Qi refining period, and the people behind them didn't have much ability.

The ghost cultivator comforted himself, then calmed his breath and concentrated his spirit, and shouted again, "Hahaha! Today is a few of you unlucky, the old man is about to advance, and he needs a few strong souls to cultivate, so let's die obediently! It's just futile to resist!"

The whole body was wrapped in black qi, and he couldn't see his body clearly, and he was wearing a black cloak, revealing two scarlet eyes, exuding Sensen's evil intent.

"How many people have you killed in order to practice to this level. Lin Ziyu's tone was surprisingly calm, and his eyes looked at the ghost cultivator, but he seemed to be looking at a cloud of air, scattered.

The ghost cultivator showed a grim laugh and said, "Hahaha! I haven't counted, but there are almost a hundred ordinary people and monks." ”

Then paused slightly, he continued to look at the person who released the enchantment, and he suddenly said, "But seeing that you are full of treasures, the old man can also spare your life, are you willing to cultivate under the old man's sect." As long as you promise to hand over the treasures on your body by the way, I can consider putting the two female dolls in the car by the way. ”

Lin Ziyu didn't say anything, the little monk and the single housekeeper stared at the ghost cultivator, it was obvious that Senior Lin and the two girls could live, they had to die, there was no way to live. It's very sad.

"Why do we have to die, what are you, believe it or not, my master came out and slapped you to death. The little monk said angrily, the Buddha can bear it, but I can't bear it.

"Because the Buddha's cultivation is more comfortable, and the power of your merits is really an excellent ration for my ghost cultivation sect. Ghost Xiu said, and slurped his mouth a few times, as if he was reminiscing about something delicious.

The little monk had a chill. Ghost Xiu continued to ask, "As for your master, it's a matter of whether he can find me, anyway, you are going to die today." Very few people threaten me, hehe!"

The ghost cultivator smiled gloomily, and at the same time, the surrounding ghost qi had formed an enveloping trend. A few people and the car were surrounded, and bursts of ghost howls continued to come out.

The housekeeper alone felt a burst of magical voices ringing in his ears, and his consciousness became a little blurred, and he was suddenly shocked, "There is something wrong with this voice!"

After speaking, he covered his ears with his hands, but it had little effect, and the sound seemed to spread throughout his body, through the bone marrow, to the brain.

Because of the cultivation of Buddhist exercises, the little monk Kongkong has some antibodies to tricks such as ghost cultivation, but because the realm is not enough, he gradually became a little dizzy.

On the contrary, it was Mao Xinduo and the two people in the car, because they were unconscious, and they did not suffer any effect.

Ghost Xiu smiled proudly, this is his proud work, without harming the enemy's soul, it is a magic skill that can easily capture the enemy. You can sometimes get intact monks' bodies and sell them to other cult cultivators.

"Purifying God Spell!" Lin Ziyu waved his left hand, and two white lights rushed towards the little monk and the single butler, directly into their foreheads.

The single butler and the little monk suddenly felt that the magic sound had disappeared, and their minds were sober.

When the ghost cultivator saw this, Zhuo Ran was furious, this kid had done a good thing for him, and he couldn't keep it. In his eyes, Lin Ziyu in front of him was a little monk full of treasures. Because he could hardly feel any spiritual power fluctuations on the other side.

In this era of great power and silence, there will basically be no masters, which is why he is unscrupulous and fearless.

"Boy, suffer death, dare to harm my good deeds!" the ghost cultivator roared angrily, and Sen Ran's ghost aura suddenly came, and a dagger was behind the ghost qi, intending to kill with one blow.

Lin Ziyu was still calm, and this expression made the ghost cultivator's anger rise uncontrollably. The speed of his hand increased, and waves of ghost qi hit the other party, and the dagger with a cold glow took the opportunity to stab the other party's heart.

This sudden and fatal attack made Lin Ziyu frown, and the other party made a dead move. I don't dwell on it anymore.

In his right hand, the god fan was handed forward, the fan opened, and then it rotated, like a fan, instantly blocking all the ghost qi and dagger, and then the two fingers of the left hand rose together, and the aura condensed, like a light thorn directly rushed towards the ghost cultivator.

The light thorn had the effect of light speed, and the ghost cultivator's eyes widened, and the pain on his body was transmitted, but his eyes were still looking at Lin Ziyu's left hand.

He didn't see the opponent's attack at all, it was so fast that he didn't even have his nerves to react, and he was already hit.

"Yin Ghost Law Body!" the ghost cultivator screamed in pain, and then his body broke away from the attack like gas, and then left a puppet on the light thorn.

The black qi of the ghost cultivator dissipated, and the body was restored, revealing its original appearance. An old man who was swarthy, skinny, and very short. Just as he wanted to speak, a mouthful of black blood protruded from his mouth.

"Ahem, who the hell are you!" said the ghost cultivator with a clear gaze.