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Ye Shaohui saw that Zeng Huiru was in trouble, and immediately rushed forward with an arrow step.

"Stop! In broad daylight, ahh No...... At the feet of the Emperor of the Netherworld, you actually flirted with female ghosts, you are so bold! ”

The drunkard uncle burped and glanced at the angry Ye Shaohui:

"It turned out to be a person from the Yang Realm, Lao Tzu caught my ghost, what's in your way?"

"This ghost has signed a ghost servant contract with me, and he is my ghost servant, do you say that it is in my way!"

The drunkard uncle still swayed and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, looking at his drunken and hazy state, it seemed that he was already drunk.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care whose ghost servant she is, as long as she wants to eat, the king of heaven Lao Tzu will also become my appetizer...... Belch! ”

Such a vulgar and unreasonable drunkard uncle, this is the first time Ye Shaohui has met.

However, the strange thing is that according to his current strength, the yin and yang eyes can't see through the true body of the drunkard uncle in front of him!

What's even more strange is that Zeng Huiru, who is at the level of a ghost cultivator, was grabbed by him with one hand, and he didn't have the slightest power to resist!

Who the hell is this guy? Ye Shaohui was confused.

At this time, he saw the timid Jiu'er trembling and shrinking in the corner, so he called her over and asked in a low voice:

"I didn't tell you to settle down, why did you make trouble again?"

Jiu'er's eyes were red, and she said aggrievedly:

"Childe, we really didn't do anything."

"It was the uncle who got drunk himself, grabbed Sister Huiru, and said that she was contaminated with the smell of killing, and wanted to ...... I'm going to eat her! ”

Ye Shaohui was taken aback, he had seen ghosts, such as the Soul Eater, which specializes in absorbing the souls of ghosts.

But what really surprised him was that this sloppy and strange-looking drunkard uncle could see at a glance that Zeng Huiru had committed murder!

How did he know!

The drunkard uncle grabbed Zeng Huiru with one hand disapprovingly, glanced at Jiu'er on the opposite side by the way, and said with a smile:

"Yo he! The little girl with the body of nine yin is really rare! ”

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu, I have a bad intestine lately, and I can't eat raw and cold ghosts, otherwise I must taste it!"

As soon as Jiu'er heard this, she was so frightened that she immediately hid behind Ye Shaohui.

Uncle Drunkard laughed, and just wanted to tease a few more words, when suddenly, a chain of soul arrest fell from the sky like black lightning and wrapped around Uncle Drunkard's arm.

"Huh? Chains of Souls! ”

Taking advantage of the drunkard's uncle's stunned kung fu, Ning Wushuang unleashed a soul electric shock.

I saw a silver-white electric current running down the soul chain, directly hitting the drunkard uncle's heart.

"Oh, I'll go!"

The drunkard uncle howled, his palm loosened, and Zeng Huiru took the opportunity to escape from his clutches.

Looking at the drunkard uncle himself, although he was coldly shocked by the soul, he quickly recovered.

He moved his arm, which was a little numb, and said with a little anger:

"Wow, you dare to shoot at Lao Tzu! Then I'll play with you! ”

With that, he waved his big hand, stretched out his arm, and opened his palm to grab Ning Wushuang.

And in Ning Wushuang's eyes, he only felt that the palm of his hand was getting bigger and bigger.

The strong sense of oppression was like the sky was falling, and she almost couldn't breathe.

At the last moment, Ye Shaohui waved his hand and threw out a vajra talisman, turning into a protective barrier to protect Ning Wushuang.

The palm of the hand whistled and slapped against the barrier, like a balloon popping, easily shattering it.

The drunkard uncle was stunned for a moment, withdrew his palm, and scratched his head in confusion.

"Spells?!"

Ye Shaohui ignored him.

At this time, he was very shocked inside.

never expected that the barrier he had exerted would be easily broken by this inconspicuous drunkard uncle in front of him.

"Okay, it turns out that the real person doesn't show his face, and he dares to pretend in front of me!"

Ye Shaohui was also a little aroused by the drunkard uncle.

He motioned for his companions to stand down, and then pulled out a Heavenly Fire Talisman from Sumeru's mustard seed pocket.

"South away from the heavenly fire, turn into samadhi, refining!"

A ball of fireball roared out of the Sky Fire Talisman and slammed directly into the drunkard's chest.

With a bang, the flames soared!

At first, the drunkard uncle was a little unimpressed, and waved his sleeves to extinguish the fire on his body.

But after throwing it twice, I still didn't see the fire decrease, but it became more and more vigorous!

"Oh, I'll go, this, this is not an ordinary flame, but Nanming Lihuo!"

Nanming, one of the three major flames of Taoism, is pure and yang, and has the effect of burning all evil energy, which is a nirvana to restrain ghosts.

At this time, the drunkard uncle's drunkenness was half sober in an instant.

He panicked, quickly picked up the wine gourd in his hand, and poured a large sip of wine.

Seeing this, Ye Shaohui was immediately startled.

This uncle can't be drunk and confused, does he want to use wine to extinguish the fire? Isn't that getting bigger and bigger?

I didn't think it was, but it was like this!

The drunkard uncle took a big sip of wine in his mouth, and when he ran his skills, his body faintly emitted a purple-gold shimmer.

With a pop, a sip of purple-gold wine sprayed on his body, and he really succeeded in extinguishing Nanming's fire!

"My mother, you, how did you do that?!"

Ye Shaohui's eyes widened, puzzled.

And the drunkard uncle was a little angry by the indiscriminate hairy boy in front of him.

"Good little bastard, you dare to burn me with Taoist Nanming! I really thought that Lao Tzu couldn't cure you, Lao Tzu also has fire! ”

After that, his mouth was opened, and it was like a small blood at the beginning, directly spewing out a three-color flame from his mouth!

This was the first time that Ye Shaohui had encountered a flame with three colors.

I saw this flame, the outer flame is red, the inner flame is yellow, and the center of the flame is blue, which looks extremely strange and dangerous.

At this time, Xiao Pixiu, who had been cultivating in Ye Shaohui's body for a long time, heard a warning voice:

"Boss, be careful! This is the true fire of Samadhi, don't be touched by it, otherwise your life will not be saved! ”

"Nonsense, I know I can't touch it without saying it!"

Ye Shaohui turned over with a harrier and jumped sideways.

But he didn't expect that this samadhi true fire was like having eyes, and it turned around by itself, and the target chased him straight away.

"Damn! It's clear that he wants me to make a fool of myself, and Xiao Pixiu is ready to jointly cast the Soul Devouring Thunder Light Palm! ”

"Gotta order!"

Ye Shaohui stabilized his body, activated the true qi in his body, and shouted together with the little Pixiu in his body:

"Soul Eater Thunder Light Palm!"

Rumble!

With a thunderous explosion, the entire liquor store couldn't help but shake.

Immediately, a huge suction force came from Ye Shaohui's hand, directly guiding the oncoming Samadhi True Fire into his palm.

But in the end, he underestimated the power of the Samadhi True Fire.

The flames entered his body, although it was into Xiao Pixiu's body, but he himself suddenly felt a burning pain.

"Hey, it's not good, I didn't expect this firepower to be so fierce, the boss quickly find a way to save me, I feel like my body is about to be burned!"

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