Chapter 327: Fishing for Ghost Grass
Suddenly, Luo Zhan, who was about to walk up, frowned slightly, and the light in his eyes flashed, staring at a big locust tree surrounded by two people in front of the gate of the mansion, and shouted in a deep voice.
"What people! Please show up! ”
"Hehe...... Luo Daoyou's progress is really fast!"
As soon as Luo Zhan fell, accompanied by a light laugh, a person jumped down from the top of the branch of the locust tree dozens of meters away, but it was the "Red Pine Nut" Taoist priest who had cooperated with Luo Zhan and had competed for the ghost body of the pavilion.
"Well, it turned out to be the senior brother of the "Ghost Mao Sect"! ”
Looking at the "Red Songzi" Taoist priest who appeared in his body, the light in Luo Zhan's eyes flashed, and then, he bowed quietly on his face and said lightly.
"I want to come here to Luo Daoyou to sweep away ghosts, such a great goodness, the two of us can work together!"
Seeing Luo Zhan's indifferent expression, the "Red Pine Nut" Taoist priest who returned the salute with a whisk in his hand stepped forward, smiling gently as he walked, which was a very cordial look.
"Since the senior brother of "Red Songzi" is here, the junior brother will not be ugly, so he will leave! ”
Luo Zhan, who noticed that the "Red Pine Nuts" had advanced to the late stage of the "Ghost Seventh Layer", his eyes flickered slightly, and then, after saying politely, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Hmph, Steward Luo, the old way has been waiting for you for nearly a month, how can you say that you can leave!"
Seeing Luo Zhan's cautious attitude, there was a great appearance of being far away, and at the moment, the "red pine nut" looked condensed, and then he didn't talk anymore, snorted coldly, his body swept violently, and quickly galloped towards Luo Zhan.
"Oh? Are you sure you want to keep Luo! ”
Luo Zhan, who originally turned around and wanted to leave, heard what "Chi Songzi" said, but his body was stunned, turned his head, and the cold light in his eyes flickered slightly towards the "Chi Songzi" Taoist priest who was quickly approaching, and said coldly and suspiciously.
"Haha...... boy, don't you think that when you reach the late stage of the "Ghost Seventh Layer", you dare to compete with the old way! Hmph, since we met today, we will leave to feed the old "crow"! ”
Luo Zhan did not escape but stopped, after the "red pine nut" was slightly surprised, he was immediately overjoyed, and at the same time as he laughed loudly, between the vibrations of the sleeves of his robe, a pitch-black stone box appeared in his palm out of thin air.
Then, under Luo Zhan's disapproving gaze, the lid of the "Pitch Black Stone Box" suddenly opened, and in an instant, with a quarp, a dark crow with a pitch-black body and blood-red pupils exuded a soaring breath, fluttering its wings and jumping out of the pitch black stone box.
"Hehe...... it turned out to be a ghost pet of the "Ghost Nine Layers" realm! ”
Looking at the "late stage of the ghost" nine-layer crow fluttering towards him, the corner of Luo Zhan's mouth showed a slight smile, and after chuckling, he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly reached out to greet him.
"Gah!"
The next moment, the "late ghost stage" crow that was originally fierce, full of dark energy, and cold with iron claws, had not yet torn the palm of Luo Zhan's hand blocking him, and immediately disappeared and stopped, and his huge body of two feet was firmly imprisoned by a shallow but extremely condensed spiritual force, and he could not move a bit.
"What!"
Looking at the "Crow" pet beast that was imprisoned and never responded to no matter how summoned it, the face of the "Red Songzi" Taoist priest immediately changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
At the same time, the figure of "Red Pine Nuts" swept forward, slammed down, and stopped four or five feet away from Luo Zhan, and then, after exclaiming, "Red Pine Nuts", frowned, and didn't care about it, turned straight, and fled with oblique stabs.
"Where to escape? Tie! ”
Seeing that "Chi Songzi" didn't stop, he fled, Luo Zhan didn't bother to say more, he sighed, and in his heart, a pitch-black iron cuff entangled in the dark qi flashed out from between his eyebrows, and the electric light was like, and it disappeared into the divine court in the mind of the Taoist priest of "Chi Songzi".
In the next moment, the "red pine nut", who was originally frightened and far away, staggered and paused, and then, a pitch-black villain drilled out from the top of his head, with shackles in his hands, screaming in horror and struggling urgently, but he was shackled by the pitch-black shackles, and the tighter and tighter he was tied, pulling out of his body and moving towards Luo Zhan, who was standing quietly.
"Bang ......"
With only two breaths of effort, the soul of "Red Pine Nuts" seven or eight zhang away was shackled by the "Great Fate Heart Sutra", locked in front of Luo Zhan, and immediately, Luo Zhan did not talk nonsense, but seeing the cold light flashing in his eyes, a strange sound was heard "bang", and the originally condensed "Red Pine Nuts" soul was shattered by the "fateful iron cuffs", and scattered into a thick and condensed pure soul power.
"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"
Looking at the stiff body of the "Red Pine Nut" who fell to the ground softly in the distance, Luo Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and after snorting coldly, his wrist flipped over, and the next moment, a pitch-black flag appeared out of thin air.
Immediately afterwards, the two-inch-large "Hundred Ghost Flags" rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into more than two feet, levitating in front of Luo Zhan, and immediately, in a squeak and scream, five hideous-looking ghosts rushed out of the flag, and under the control of Luo Zhan's mind, greedily pounced on a ball of pure soul power in front of him.
"Squeak!"
"Squeak ......"
After a short period of effort, just the power of the remnant soul of the "Ghost Seventh Layer" was torn and swallowed by five ghost beasts in the "Ghost Eighth Layer" realm, and these five ghost beasts in the "Ghost Eighth Layer" realm were the main souls of the "Hundred Ghost Flags" that Luo Zhan often cultivated with his spiritual energy.
Although Luo Zhan has the relics of the "Wraith Peak" monk, if he raises a hundred ghost beasts to advance one by one, he will still have more monks and less porridge, so in the initial stage, Luo Zhan can only cultivate the five ghost beasts with the minimum demand of the "Hundred Ghost Flags".
"Well, that's good."
After receiving the five "Hundred Ghost Flags" ghost beasts, devouring the power of the remnant soul of the "Red Pine Nuts", and sensing the spiritual power cultivation of the five ghost beasts one step higher, Luo Zhan nodded with satisfaction.
In this situation, I believe that it will not take long for the five ghost beasts of the "Ghost Eighth Layer" realm to go one step further and step into the ranks of the "Ghost Ninth Layer", and immediately, Luo Zhan raised his eyebrows, raised his probe, and pointed to the stiff corpse of the "Red Pine Nut" in the distance and shouted.
"Go!"
Suddenly, with Luo Zhan's light drink, the five hideous ghost beasts that were still unfinished screamed excitedly and rose to the sky, rolling up a gust of cold wind, and rushed towards the corpse left behind by the "Red Pine Nuts".
After more than ten breaths, Luo Zhan, who was holding the "Ghost Ninth Layer" Crow, slowly came to the corpse of the "Red Songzi" Taoist priest who only had a pile of dry bones left, and at the beckoning of his hand, a blood-stained cloth bag was volleyed into Luo Zhan's palm.
"Buzz ......"
Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhan's divine power that was almost in the "Early Stage of the Wraith Soul" realm unfolded violently, like a snowstorm in the sky, immersed in the "storage bag" where the master had already died.
"Poof!"
After just a few breaths of effort, the "Red Songzi" Taoist priest only had the spiritual imprint left over from the "Ghost Seventh Layer" realm, and was crushed and broken by Luo Zhan's divine thoughts in the early stage of the "Wraith Soul" realm, making it a "storage bag" magic weapon in an ownerless state. (To be continued.) )