"You saw that too?"

Wu Ming looked around and saw Shanlan's three equally sluggish expressions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"We ......"

Shanlan and Ling Guhong both had bitter faces: "When did you choose the good camp?" ”

"How do I know?"

Wu Ming was a little depressed in his heart, because of how sarcastic this task was: "But...... Since we have taken over the task, we can only work hard to complete it, fortunately, we don't have to be directly hostile to the Black Mountain King, and the Black Tai Chenghuang can help on the one hand......"

Having said that, when they heard that they might be confronted by the Black Mountain Jun who was three hundred miles away from Black Mountain, the hearts of several people were naturally heavy.

Task Change...... Do you want to notify the sound of a thousand knives? ”

Shanlan's face changed slightly, and she still said: "Although that person is only a small leader in the Blood Alliance, he can also mobilize some resources......

"I'm just afraid...... It's not that simple......"

Wu Ming sighed: "How do you know that the other party has the same task as ours?" If it's different, wouldn't it be handed over in vain? ”

"That's ......"

Lin Qizhi and Ling Guhong's faces changed, and Shanlan said: "Yes, I owe it to you, thank you for reminding me!" ”

Seeing this, Wu Ming immediately knew that these three people were obviously under too much pressure, and they were all a little masterless.

My heart was even more scolded: "Could it be that the Divine Dao in this world is so powerful?" ”

At this time, they didn't say much, and a few people chatted a few words, and there was no desire to continue, so they went back to the wing room and fell asleep.

Night.

Dark clouds cover the sun, there is a curfew in the county, and it is even more difficult to see a trace of light in ancient times.

In the wing room, Wu Ming lay down in his clothes, breathing evenly and long, as if there was nothing, and a layer of faint light on his face was looming.

The spirit turtle nourishes the upper body of qigong and practices it to the state of pure fire, which is in the sleep, and it also has benefits.

"Gollum!"

At this time, the window moved, and in the darkness, something seemed to come in.

As soon as the object rolled in the room, it transformed into a human form, and its fingernails were sharp, and it threw itself onto the couch.

Bang!

Just as the dark green nails were about to touch Wu Ming's clothes, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared, and the entire room was full of brilliance.

"Ahh

The figure let out a high-spirited scream, revealing a cape-and-out, blue-faced, fanged, hideous and terrifying face, looking at the layer of golden light on Wu Ming's body in horror, and wanted to retreat.

"Are there really ghosts?"

Wu Ming opened his eyes and watched quietly, and the corners of his eyes jumped again: "I don't offend people, but people offend me, okay!" Very good! ”

Without much to say, a talisman flew out and stuck it on the door frame, and the surface of the whole room seemed to have a Honghua flashing, crystal glass, more like a copper wall and iron wall, this ghost thing gathered and scattered invisible, and when it collided at this time, it screamed and was bounced back.

"This is a ghost driven by man?!"

Wu Ming's eyes showed a look of eagerness, and he jumped up from the bed inadvertently, like a tiger descending from a mountain, roaring, a punch was smashed, and the true qi drove the strong wind, setting off an air flow in the house.

"Chirp!"

The thin figure of the ghost is like paper, and in the face of Wu Ming's punch, it is floating and retreating, like a boat in the angry waves, no matter the wind and waves are towering, but it can't overturn one end.

It's just that at this time, seeing Wu Ming's masculinity, he didn't dare to step forward to offend, and kept hitting the windows and doors.

"Tsk...... Really...... Before martial arts reach the innate and the spirit and spirit are condensed, can only protect the body, and cannot cause harm to this invisible thing? ”

The martial artist is masculine in his blood, and if he is not afraid in his heart, ordinary ghosts will naturally not be able to get close, but at this time, he can only protect himself.

But when it comes to the innate nature, even when you practice Gang Qi, and gather the spirit of qi and blood in your moves, it is different, and the fist style can even hurt powerful ghosts and evil ghosts!

However, Wu Ming was only at the peak of the True Qi Realm at this time, and his spirit was still a little short of being able to condense it at the end, so it was naturally like this.

"Martial artists before the sixfold body realm, if they want to deal with ghosts, they have to ......"

Wu Ming flicked his fingers, his nails pierced his index finger, and he squeezed out a drop of bright red as agate, crystal clear blood, and smashed it at the fangs and claws, like a playful and mocking ghost.

Bang!

A red shadow flashed in the fist wind, and it broke through the chest of this ghost.

"Ahh

The ghost creature let out a scream, a large hole was opened in its chest, its body was scattered for a while, and even a look of horror appeared in its pupils, and it quickly slammed into the window, like a trapped beast.

"It's an ordinary person, biting the essence and blood on the tip of the tongue, where Shaoyang is, he also has the ability to ward off ghosts, and the martial artist is even more so...... To deal with this ghost, you don't even need the essence blood on the tip of your tongue, ordinary blood is enough...... Of course, it must be in the heyday of the martial artist, if you are seriously injured, or even afraid, the spirit and spirit cannot be united, and it is integrated into the blood, but it will not have much effect......"

Wu Ming remembered one more thing.

"What's the matter?"

Outside, Shanlan's exclamation came, and it was accompanied by a loud and clear sword roar.

Obviously, this fight made several people next to him notice.

Seeing this, Wu Ming was not in the mood for experimentation, he took out the peachwood sword, and with a few slashes, the screams of the powerful ghosts dissipated, and the slightest black gas slowly dissolved under the golden light.

"What's wrong?"

After a few breaths, the voices of Shanlan and Ling Guhong came in.

Wu Ming opened the door, and even saw the figure of Confucian Lin Qizhi walking out of the house, it was obvious that in this mission world, it was impossible for these people to be completely relieved, and they were vigilant as soon as they heard the wind and grass.

"It's okay to be disturbed by an uninvited guest......"

Wu Ming naturally cleaned up all the things that were in the way at this time, his clothes were neat and tidy, and his face was calm, which made Shanlan and Ling Guhong feel unfathomable.

"You...... What to do? ”

Seeing Wu Ming walking outside the courtyard, Shanlan couldn't help asking.

"It's a courtesy!"

A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes and he sneered.

If you don't retaliate back, is he really pinched for the soft mud? Moreover, as soon as the task was released, it provoked an attack, which immediately made Wu Ming have associations.

'Judging from this ghost thing, the person behind the control is obviously not very strong, not even a cultivator, at most a first-class charlatan who has learned a few ghost methods......

And ...... It's not too far away......

Wu Ming turned over the wall, like a civet cat, and a trace of coldness appeared on his face......

……

"Ah...... My little ghost...... My imp is broken! ”

Just before, when Wu Ming killed the ghosts, not far from the inn, in a small courtyard, in the wing, a horse-faced man was bleeding from his nostrils, screaming miserably, his muscles twitched, and he was drenched in cold sweat, as if he was in great pain.

"That'...... That one actually killed my little ghost...... Ahh......hhh This hatred is not shared, I want his whole family to die well! ”

After a rough gasp, the horse-faced man turned over and got up, his face was pale, and there was even more bitter hatred in his eyes.

Near him, Tu Yanghao and another person from the Blood Alliance also had a bad look: "Ma Laosan...... We all know your ability, it seems that the other party has a capable person this time......"

Tu Yanghao looked around again, making several trembling newcomers tremble: "I can't stay here, let's leave immediately!" ”

The law of the county town is strict, and there are ghosts and gods in this world, so this is particularly taboo.

Not to mention, the entire Heitai county is still within the jurisdiction of Chenghuang, although the county is vast, tens of thousands of people, and they may not notice here, but it is always a trouble.

"My little ghost......"

Ma Laosan was crying with a sad face, more distressed than his own son.

"I told you earlier...... This method of serving ghosts, feeding ghosts with their bodies, hurting others first and hurting themselves, and backlash, I don't know how much inferior to the five ghost supernatural powers of Xuanmen authentic...... This is not an opportunity, give up this little trick as soon as possible, and change to a new one! ”

A young man standing next to Tu Yanghao spoke.

When he didn't speak, he was ordinary, just like an ordinary person, but when he opened his mouth at this time, he was very organized, and there seemed to be some kind of majesty on his body, so that Tu Yanghao didn't dare to speak, and Ma Laosan nodded again and again.

But after Ma Laosan nodded, he smiled bitterly again.

Of course, he also wants to practice the Xuanmen Authentic Sect, but how expensive is this kind of exercise? For example, the method of carrying the five ghosts of Xuanmen is the supreme supernatural power that covers the methods of catching ghosts, raising ghosts, altars, sacrifices, ghost food, incantations, etc., refining ghost things, such as arms and fingers, which are very powerful, and there is no risk of backlash, but the asking price is also terrifying, a full two hundred great achievements! With the exchange of the main temple, it will take a full two thousand two hundred small merits, and it will not be possible to raise it even if he is sold.

Not to mention, after buying the magic trick, you always need matching magic weapons, and even raising ghosts in the yin, and in the end, you have to catch powerful ghosts by yourself, scattered and scattered, and you can't collect it without three thousand small skills!

With the net worth he has accumulated in several reincarnation missions, he has exhausted his family funds if he can exchange this 'ghost feeding technique', and he can't even think of anything else.

Then the young man continued: "Of course...... I also know that your cultivation is not easy, after this time, I can borrow your merits, this time it will be broken and then stand, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future! ”

"Thank you Zheng Gongzi, thank you Zheng Gongzi!"

In the main temple, he also borrowed meritorious deeds on credit, which was a great grace to save his life, Ma Laosan was grateful, thanked him again and again, and secretly thought in his heart: "This Zheng Qian Zheng Gongzi, it is rumored that he has a great background, his brother is in a high position in the Blood Alliance, and even Boss Tu has to be careful to serve ......"

But I had a little idea of hugging my thighs.

looked at Tu Yanghao's face again, and saw that he was peaceful, not much gloomy, and secretly made up his mind.

"But Lao Tu, you were right before, you can't live here, let's go quickly!"

Zheng Qian also nodded slightly when he saw that Ma Laosan had been subdued.

Those who can survive the several missions of the main temple are not easy to match.

Although this Ma Laosan has no pattern and has an obscene appearance, his life is yin, and he can cultivate the method of raising ghosts, and he is not big or small, but he is also a talent.

Although he relied on his brother, no one dared to bully him for a while, but how terrifying was the main temple? Even the Blood Alliance is just a struggling ant, so naturally it is necessary to prepare and enhance its own strength.