Chapter 312: Psychic

"Boom!"

The rock giant stepped out, and the ground suddenly shattered like a crispy biscuit, spreading cracks in all directions.

As soon as its rough and huge palm was grasped, You Ming was pinched in his hand, and the huge pressure made You Ming's bones click, and his chest and back were dented at the same time.

"Poof!"

You Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, and the water blue phantom armor turned into a stream of water and poured back into his body, and the face of the resentful soul clone was panicked, holding the giant's fingers and desperately releasing his resentment, but unfortunately to no avail.

You Ming had a wry smile on his face, it seemed that he had to use the last trick to concentrate all his spiritual will and communicate with Snow Amber.

The next moment, everything slowed down, and a huge black hole appeared over the gray city.

The rock giant's clenched palms stopped......

The furious energy fluctuations became still......

The dust that flew in the sky didn't move......

Falling blood beads were suspended in the air......

However, at the moment when all this was still, the multicolored clouds bloomed with a demonic aurora, wisps of colored light, beautiful and swept towards the black hole with extreme terrifying power.

The sudden attack caused the black hole to vibrate violently, and the tide of dark energy slapped the entire gray city, and buildings collapsed one after another like mud and sand castles washed by huge waves.

The rock giant collapsed violently, You Ming's body stagnated in mid-air, but his spirit body fluttered into the black hole, and in the soul state, he seemed to see an endless wave of colorful energy, which was constantly impacting the black hole.

The last realization was: "It turns out that this is the true strength of the ghost lord......"

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"How about Master Xiao An, can you call out someone's dead ghost husband, he makes people feel so uncomfortable every night, people want to talk to him, this dead ghost has been dead for half a month, and he doesn't let his family live in peace, so that people can't get up and down every night......"

He Xiao'an's eyes lit up and looked at the pretty widow opposite who was wearing a white filial piety dress but exuding a bewitching temperament, and couldn't help but shudder. Damn, it's so sassy, it's unbearable.

"Master Xiao An, don't you agree, people won't let you suffer, that dead ghost may borrow your body to do nasty things to others!" pretty

The widow blinked her big eyes that could drip water, and gently scratched He Xiao'an's hand a few times with her fingertips.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" He Xiaoan reluctantly sat up straight, straightened his face and said: "This lady, you may have misunderstood, I am a spirit detective, not a spirit medium, you should not come here if you want to summon spirits." ”

"People know, but those psychic mediums are old and ugly, how can you be young and strong, Master Xiao An? Master Xiao'an, you can help others, people won't let you suffer......" The pretty widow grabbed He Xiao'an's arm and shook it back and forth, and there was a wave in her chest.

He Xiaoan felt a little dry, swallowed his saliva, and withdrew his gaze from her chest with difficulty: "Okay, I'll reluctantly help you this time, did you bring your husband's birthday and his favorite things?" ”

"Bring it, everyone is ready." The pretty widow took out a note from her small bag and a piece of red palm-sized fabric, and said with a slightly red face: "This pervert liked people's underwear the most before his death, Master Xiao An, do you think it's okay?" ”

He Xiaoan picked up the red little Nene from the table, and said a little depressed: "Okay, okay, no problem......"

The pretty widow showed a smug look on her face, threw a wink and said, "Master Xiao An should hurry up, people are in a hurry." ”

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The thick curtains were drawn in the room, two candles were lit on the table, and under the reflection of the candles, He Xiaoan's face flickered, his brows were tightly locked, his mouth was full of words, and a circle of ripples was drawn on the bowl of water in front of him.

The pretty widow clenched her fists tightly, and her face showed a look of anticipation and nervousness, perhaps too focused, and a big fluffy tail hung down from her seat, and she didn't even notice it.

After half a ring, He Xiao'an's psychic also reached a critical juncture, the temperature plummeted, a biting yin wind blew in the closed room, and a cyclone appeared out of thin air.

"Woo woo woo ......"

A terrifying ghost cry sounded, and the cyclone expanded rapidly, spewing out large clouds of black gas from it, and the biting yin wind blew, as if opening the door to hell.

He Xiaoan's face turned blue, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he struggled and said, "You, you lied to me, this is not a ghost who just died. ”

"Master Xiao An, how can people lie to you, you see that he didn't come out." The pretty widow had an excited look on her face, and pointed to the ghost figure that slowly came out of the black fog and said.

Ghost fox! He Xiao'an's eyes froze, and a frightened look appeared on his face.

The ghost shadow exuded an extremely rich yin qi, and what was even more strange was that there were two thick tails composed of black qi behind him.

"Husband, how do you see the body I found for you, are you still satisfied?" The pretty widow said with a smile on her face.

"Yes, it's hard for you, I actually found a half-demon body." The voice was low and hoarse, and it came from He Xiao'an's own mouth.

He Xiaoan's face changed greatly, and he said in a panic: "You, how can you be in my body?" ”

"Giggle...... Master Xiao An, you are too careless, don't you know that our demon clan can't be psychic casually? If you hadn't taken the initiative to let go of the golden lock of the soul, it wouldn't have been so easy for the dead ghost to take you away, but you also got what you wanted, and you could stay by their side forever in the future, giggle...... Unhappy? Gao is not happy? ……” The pretty widow's big snow-white tail swayed back and forth, looking very excited.

He Xiao'an's eyes were about to split, and he was about to stand up as soon as he lifted the table with both hands, when a big furry tail rolled him in.

The black shadow flashed, and the main soul of the ghost fox took the opportunity to pounce on him, squeezing into his body little by little, and a powerful consciousness forcibly occupied his sea of consciousness.

"Get out of my body......"

He Xiaoan gritted his teeth, his body was full of qi and blood, and while resisting the invasion of the ghost fox main soul into his body, his spiritual body also started a competition with the ghost fox demon spirit for the sea of knowledge.

"Master Xiao'an, are you obedient to others? Don't resist......" The pretty widow's beautiful big eyes stared at He Xiao'an's eyes, and her red pupils spun like a windmill.

He Xiao'an's head sank, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and the spiritual body that was fighting with the demon spirit in Zhihai began to retreat, and Zhihai was gradually occupied by the demon spirit.

A gust of wind blew, and a vague figure on He Xiao'an's body flew out of the body, and when the figure opened its teeth and claws and wanted to fly back again, a ghostly light blocked He Xiao'an of the soul body outside.

He Xiao'an pounced on him with a hideous face, but no matter how hard he used, he couldn't pass through the barrier-like ghostly light.

The ghost fox didn't look at the soul body outside the ghostly light, waved his arm, and suddenly felt a sense of fullness in his physical body, and checked the new body with a happy face.