"Hey, this beauty said that her yang shou hasn't arrived yet, right?"

Zheng Qilin asked calmly.

"Yes? Is it up to her to decide whether Yangshou has arrived?

The white-clothed ghost looked at Zheng Qilin with interest.

"My grandfather is an onmyoji, he told my fortune, my life expectancy is more than eighty, and I am by no means a person who died young. You want to use my yang shou to give people a life!"

The woman shouted.

"Whew...... Smack!"

The black-clothed ghost almost waved the long black whip in his hand and whipped it on the woman.

"Ahh

The woman let out a terrible scream and rolled to the ground.

"When Lao Tzu lets you die, it's when!"

The black-clothed ghost was fierce and vicious, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Little Black pumped lightly, don't be scattered, we have to find another substitute for the dead ghost. ”

The ghost in white is reminded.

"Well, what this girl said is true. ”

Zheng Qilin's body buzzed, a layer of golden ripples rippled, and the laws of time and space were released at the same time.

"We're just going to renew someone's life for the dead ghosts, what can you do?"

The corners of the white-clothed ghost sneered.

"Being able to release the laws of time and space seems to be a bit capable, but you have to understand the fact that before you fail to reach the realm of the original god out of body, we are all small things like ants for our ghosts, since you want to find death, you might as well fulfill you!"

The black-clothed ghost threw his black long whip into the air, turning into beams of light that fell in all directions, turning into several light curtains, buzzing, and condensing into a space.

To outsiders, it disappears in place.

"This idiot!

Qu Qingqing hurriedly shouted, gritting his teeth to rush over.

"This ...... This ......"

Xiao Xi was confused and looked confused...... It's so special and fantastical, it completely exceeds the previous cognition, is there really a ghost in this world?

......

"Mole ant, dare to challenge grandpa's authority, let you be scattered and wiped out!"

A ray of light flickered in the white-clothed ghost's hand, condensing a mourning stick.

"Wow!"

The white shadow flashed, and the white-clothed ghost almost appeared in front of Zheng Qilin with a mourning stick in his hand and smashed it.

"Huh!"

Zheng Qilin scolded, shaped like lightning, grabbed it with his hand, and held the end of the mourning stick in his hand.

"Huh!"

The white-clothed ghost was almost startled, raised his eyebrows, and pulled it down hard.

Zheng Qilin held it firmly and did not move.

"You?"

The ghost in white was unexpected.

"Aren't you afraid of crying and mourning?"

The black-clothed ghost was also a little surprised.

You must know that the mourning sticks in their hands are ghost weapons, just like the batons in the hands of human security guards, ordinary ghosts or humans dare not touch them at all.

But Zheng Qilin not only touched it, but also firmly grasped it in his hand.

"A little capable! Little thing, even if you are the supreme emperor in the world, when you come to our one-third of an acre, you have to obey Lao Tzu obediently!"

The white-clothed ghost suddenly released a huge force on his body, and the mourning stick in his hand also released layers of powerful energy fluctuations.

"Smack!"

Zheng Qilin was struck away by the energy released by the mourning stick, and he took four or five steps back to stabilize his body, and his arm was slightly numb.

It seems that this ghost still has a few brushes, otherwise he wouldn't be so unscrupulous.

"Little thing, you've angered the deity. ”

The white-clothed ghost said coldly, layers of energy ripples rippled on his body, and the murderous aura became stronger and stronger.

"Little white...... Just play and don't bother. ”

The ghost in black is a reminder.

"Even the king of heaven can't save you little thing today!"

The white-clothed ghost's pupils contracted slightly, and he rushed forward with a bang, and the mourning stick in his hand carried a majestic majesty and smashed towards Zheng Qilin.

"Whew!"

Zheng Qilin dodged away as soon as possible, and the mourning stick smashed on the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground smashed into a pit several meters deep.

"Whew!"

Zheng Qilin turned into an afterimage and rushed forward.

"Buzz ......"

"Smack!"

Zheng Qilin was hit, took three or four steps back, felt that his whole body was numb, the immortal qi was circulating in his body, and he returned to normal in an instant, staying for less than a second, and his fist swung out and hit the neck of the white-clothed ghost.

"Bang!"

The powerful impact directly knocked the white-robed ghost upside down, and the mourning stick in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Ahh

The ghost in white almost cried out in pain.

"Kill!"

Zheng Qilin puffed up, appeared in the place where the white-clothed ghost almost fell, stretched out his hand, grabbed his head, smashed it on the ground, stepped on his stomach with one foot, and the other fist carried layers of halo and slammed it on his head.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The fist that seemed to contain the strength of a thousand catties smashed the head of the white-clothed ghost.

"Ahh

The white-clothed ghost let out a wolf howl of pain.

"Bang!

"Xiaobai, you can't even beat a human, right......"

The black-clothed ghost sent a mourning stick in his hand, his pupils flickering, ready to make a move.

Step out of the ......

That's when it ......

"Boom!"

After Zheng Qilin's fist fell, the white-clothed ghost almost exploded directly, the yin power overflowed, and the black light points drifted away, just in an instant, it dissipated completely.

"Huh?"

The black-clothed ghost took a step out and slowly retracted it, and the weeping stick he waved fell.

"You can actually beat Xiao Bai to death? Yes...... You...... Kill Xiaobai? ...... You're in trouble......"

The black-robed ghost almost trembled all over, and looked at Zheng Qilin with frightened eyes, like looking at a monster.

"It's not just a ghost, what's all the fuss. It's your turn......"

Zheng Qilin stretched his muscles and bones, picked up a yellow rune paper from the ground, and there were ten evil characters written on the rune paper, since it was the equipment dropped by the ghost, it must not be bad, stuffed it into his pocket, and stared at the black-clothed ghost.

"Brother, this idea was come up with Xiaobai, he said that he would casually hook a soul to replace Boss Liu's life, it has nothing to do with me, and the benefits are also accepted by him. ”

The ghost in black was almost stunned. After all, he can blow Xiaobai up, and it shouldn't be difficult to kill him.

"I know...... You come here. ”

Zheng Qilin hooked his fingers.

"That...... Little brother, killing two ghosts in a row is a felony in the eighteenth layer of hell......"

The ghost in black was almost very nervous.

"Come or not come?"

Zheng Qilin's pupils contracted slightly.

"Okay......"

The black-clothed ghost almost dropped the mourning stick in his hand, two imperceptible cold flashes flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he walked over cautiously.

At the moment when he just walked up to Zheng Qilin, his palm suddenly swung out and slapped towards Zheng Qilin's chest.

"I knew you were going to come here!"

Zheng Qilin disappeared out of thin air, instantly appeared behind the black-clothed ghost, and threw a punch.

"Poof......

The fist smashed like it hit the window paper, piercing the back of the black-clothed ghost.

"Divine power, are you a native deity?"

The black-clothed ghost almost turned his head, his face shocked.