Chapter 162: I Want to Live

Seeing the young man carrying a lifeless black stick, with five hideous big-headed imps rushing towards me, I instantly felt a feeling like Mount Tai pressing on the top, so heavy that my breathing became extremely dignified, but at this moment, I resolutely could not retreat, because Meng Meng was still in the hands of the young man, and none of our old Wu family had a bad race, and they would rather die standing than kneel to live, even if they were going to die in the next moment, they also had the courage to shine the sword.

At that moment, I gritted my teeth, clenched the copper coin sword in my hand again, and the spiritual power in the dantian ran quickly, and traveled to the copper coin sword in my hand through the eight veins of the Qi Jing, at this moment, the copper coin sword in my hand was incomparably bright, with a layer of golden light, and I rushed up to the young man with the black stick and shouted.

This sword, I have taken my practice for most of the year to an extreme, fast as lightning, moving like thunder, splitting Huashan, and slashing at the young man's head with a sword, this little boy, so fierce at a young age, I don't kill him, heaven is intolerable.

I am fast, the young man's speed is faster than mine, when he is running towards me, he silently recites the mantra in his mouth, and the stick engraved with strange runes in his hand once again steamed up a strong black gas, diffuse, wrapping the young man's entire body, through the black fog, I see the young man's cruel and vicious face, at this moment, he must also want my life.

This is the most fatal blow, to see who can resist it, and the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road.

In the blink of an eye, the copper coin sword in my hand collided with the young man's black stick, and there was a huge roar, and the golden light on the copper coin sword was immediately swallowed by the dead air permeated by the black stick, and the dead air spread all the way along the copper coin sword as if it was alive, and then spread from my hand to my whole body, and a cold air that penetrated my body was like a layer of frost that wrapped my whole body.

The tiger's mouth was shattered again, and the copper coin sword fell to the ground, and after the young man made a move, his body shook and flew backwards, obviously not feeling good by my sword.

He was just a little uncomfortable, but I was so stiffened by the dead air on his stick that I lost consciousness, and my body was shocked out again, and I fell to the ground hard.

But this time, I didn't feel any pain at all, because my body was completely numb.

I don't know what kind of strange magic weapon the black stick can hurt me like this, and when my body fell to the ground, I suddenly felt in my heart that everything seemed to be over, and I was not this young man's opponent at all.

Although my grandfather said that I was gifted and a good material for cultivation, I had only been practicing for less than a year after all, and although the young man in front of me was young, he did look like a veteran, not to mention anything else, there must have been three or four years of practice, otherwise he would not have hurt me like this so easily.

Heroes don't ask for a way out, and cultivation doesn't look at age, and in the end, I still lost to the boy in front of me.

When my body fell to the ground, something even more terrifying happened, that is, the five big-headed imps floating in mid-air suddenly roared down and pounced on me, and the first big-headed imp slammed into my body, and I suddenly felt like my head was about to explode, which was the same feeling as the feeling of the little ghost devouring my soul back then.

Obviously, these big-headed little ghosts crashed into my body, and they also planned to devour my three souls and seven souls, so that even if I died, my soul could not return to the underworld, it was the most real death, and the body and soul were gone, and from then on, there would be no more such person as me Wu Jiuyin in this world.

Then, those big heads and little ghosts scrambled to take turns, all of them were squeezing towards my body, if these five little ghosts entered my body, I guess I wouldn't even be able to hold out for a minute, and my soul would be devoured by them.

Devouring my soul, these big-headed imps will multiply, and they are born by devouring souls.

If I die, what will I do? What about my parents?

Both the old man and Granny Lin have high hopes for me, and I can't do anything with this death.

No way! I can't die, at this moment, Li Kexin's pretty face suddenly appeared in my mind, and I don't know why she is about to die, maybe when she is dying, there will always be a picture of the most cherished person in her life.

I don't want to die, I want to live.

I told myself.

Immediately, I bit my tongue, and the blood suddenly overflowed in my mouth, salty and bitter, and a stinging pain spread all over my body, making me feel excited.

With trembling hands, I reached into the yellow cloth package I was carrying and pulled something out.

Corpse Ruler!

This is the magic weapon left by my ancestors, which can restrain all yin and evil things, and it is the supreme magic weapon of Maoshan Mountain, and the gods and ghosts are afraid.

In the face of these big-headed imps, this corpse ruler is their most feared nemesis.

As soon as I took out the corpse ruler, the little red dot at the end suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, constantly flickering, shining me red, this treasure was held in my hand, I seemed to feel it emitting a slight buzz, like hunger, impatient, as if to get out of my hand.

As soon as the corpse ruler came out, the faces of the other four big-headed imps suddenly showed extremely frightened expressions, and they let out a terrible wail, and immediately fled in all directions.

Even the big-headed imp who had just burrowed into my body couldn't wait to break free from my body, and couldn't wait to get away from me.

The corpse ruler seemed to have an infinite divine power in itself, and when I held it, a familiar feeling suddenly came to my mind, and I was shocked.

The dead qi that spread on my body under the stick of the young man just now was immediately absorbed by the corpse ruler, and a stream of cold breath covered the whole body, and the spiritual power in the dantian gushed out, and once again circulated through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and my body was full of strength again.

Looking at the big-headed imp who escaped from my body, I didn't hesitate at all, and quickly recited a few words of mantra in my mouth, and the corpse ruler in my hand immediately slapped towards the big-headed imp's body.

One of the most terrible wails rang in my ears, shaking my eardrums, and as soon as the corpse ruler touched the body of the big-headed imp, it was frozen in mid-air.