Han Mo looked at the monster in shock, "Bai Gu Xiang, this is an extremely amazing ghost technique!" ”

"Giggle......

The monster giggled, "Little Taoist, it's not all. ”

As he spoke, two bony claws reached out and grabbed his legs. Then...... More bone claws stretched out, trying to pull Han Mo down.

Han Mo swung the Longquan Sword and cut off all the bone claws.

Whew......

White skeletons shot out of the hole, raising their claws and attacking.

Han Mo pinched the finger in his left hand, wiped it on the Longquan sword, swung the sword in the air, exchanged his hands with the white skeleton, and swept a way, going straight to the monster.

A bone wall suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the way.

Han Mo split the bone wall and looked at it fixedly, but he didn't see the figure of the monster.

"Here's it."

A voice came from above, and Han Mo suddenly raised his head, and blood spilled like a heavy rain. Han Mo was startled, swung his sword out, and simply split the blood.

Bang!

A pale hand poked out of the blood and struck the Longquan sword.

The powerful force shook Han Modu back a few steps. He took a deep breath, its ghost body cultivation was not good, but this ghost body was cultivated.

It's such a deep city, and it didn't even start at this time.

Without waiting for Han Mo to make another move, a bloody curtain fell, instantly dyeing Han Mo into a bloody man.

"Brother Han ......"

"I'm fine, do my own thing."

Han Mo raised his head and saw the distorted ghost paintings on the blood curtain, and muttered, "The ghost body is ......."

"Little Taoist, your time of death has come."

A bloody hand broke through the blood curtain and grabbed towards Han Mo's head.

"Thor Finger!"

Han Mo curled his fingers together and poked towards the bloody hand. With a scream, the bloody hand quickly shrank back. Han Mo snorted coldly, grabbed the blood curtain with both hands, and parted towards the sides.

A look of shock flashed in its eyes, and it exclaimed, "You actually broke through the ghost form with ease?!" ”

Han Mo sneered, "Ghost appearance, white bone appearance...... There are also physical physiognomy and thousand soul physiognomy, do you think it is the first time for the master to deal with the ghostly spirits who have cultivated such ghost arts? ”

"You ......"

"Next, it's your time to die!" Han Mo bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blade of the sword. With the incantation in his mouth, the sword body immediately flashed with blood, exuding an extremely strong momentum.

Immediately, his feet moved, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The female ghost sensed the crisis, her figure flashed, and immediately changed into several ghost shadows......

The corners of Han Mo's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the long sword was impartial, killing the second ghost on the left. As soon as the long sword was struck, the female ghost was shocked: "How can you see through it? ”

"Master said, it's not the first time I've cleaned up goods like you."

"This is a thousand souls......

"What about a thousand souls?" Han Mo raised his eyebrows, his left hand was on the hilt of the Longquan sword, and a sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, and the phantom in front of him shattered in an instant.

The remaining ghosts flickered, and for a moment, they fused together.

Han Mo stepped out, pressed his thumb on the female ghost's eyebrows, closed his eyes, and silently recited the heart purification mantra. The female ghost looked pained, and her hands were waving and scratching. If you can't catch Han Mo, you can't break free.

"Broken!"

For more than a minute, Han Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and his thumb exerted force to knock the female ghost out. The resentment accumulated by the female ghost kept drilling out and volatilizing in the air.

"You're ......"

"The master sees that you are pitiful, so he expel the resentment in your body." The female ghost looked miserable, and the resentment in her body for hundreds of years was uprooted by Han Mo.

At this moment, although its cultivation is still good, it is no longer able to fight with Han Mo.

"Brother Xu, is the oil boiling?"

"It's almost there, in ten minutes, the oil pot should be opened."

"Okay."

"Brother Han, defeated it?"

"Sort of, all its hundreds of years of resentment have been resolved by me, although the cultivation is still good, but there is no threat to me."

"Then why are you boiling the oil?"

"Since I'm doing this, I have my reasons."

More than ten minutes passed quickly, and the oil pan was bubbling and gurgling. Han Mo glanced back, jumped in front of the female ghost, took out a paper talisman and pasted it on the door of its head, picked it up and walked towards the oil pot.

Xu Zhongyong's eyes widened, "Brother Han, are you going to blow it up?" ”

"Not bad."

Han Mo said: "Its soul is incomplete, and if you want to completely destroy it, you must lure out a few other wisps of soul." I still can't fully control my current cultivation, for fear that I will use too much force and beat it to pieces. So, I came up with this solution. ”

"Fried ghosts, I've only seen them in movies." The others rubbed their hands together with some excitement.

Han Mo smiled faintly, bit his finger and squeezed two or three drops of blood into it, and then threw the female ghost into the oil pot.

"Babble......" The female ghost screamed sadly, struggling in the oil pan, and the hot oil splashed. As long as it showed signs of coming out, Han Mo immediately beat it back.

The female ghost is in pain, and her soul power is getting weaker and weaker.

Han Mo's gaze swept across the courtyard, and he was a little anxious, didn't he come out at this time?

"Brother Han, it's dying."

"It's just a ghost, it's dead when it's dead, you kid still feel sorry for it?" Xu Zhongyong looked at his buddy and quipped.

"It's about my bird, I don't know it."

"Then you're still talking nonsense......"

Han Mo glanced at the female ghost and said slowly: "You stared, and when you found it sinking to the bottom of the pot, you called me." ”

"Brother Han, where are you going?"

"Take a walk around the yard and see where the ghost is emanating." The ghost crying grass in the courtyard was very deep, Han Mo rushed in, and the figure disappeared from Xu Zhongyong's sight.

Seven or eight minutes passed, Xu Zhongyong saw the female ghost gradually sinking, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Han, it's not good, the female ghost has sunk." ”

Before the words fell, Han Mo's figure immediately flashed out of the ghost crying grass and came to the oil pot.

Looking down, the female ghost's body was already submerged in hot oil, and her hair was floating on the surface. Xu Zhongyong brought a shovel to pick up the female ghost's hair, and they immediately looked at each other, "Ghost...... What about ghosts? ”

"It's gone."

"Ah, what then?"

"Brother Han, we didn't know it would be like this...... How can this be? Xu Zhongyong said anxiously.

Han Mo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I've already found the hiding place of the rest of its soul." ”

"Where?"

"Follow me with a shovel."

Han Mo led them into the devil crying grass, and Xu Zhongyong and the others found that there were seven or eight small red flags in an open space about half a zhang.

There were a lot of strange charms drawn on the little flag, which they couldn't read, but they thought in their hearts it was a good thing.

"Brother Xu, help dig the soil."

"Where to dig?"

"...... in the middle of the small flag"

"Okay."

Han Mo took a few steps back, and Xu Zhongyong and the others began to work. A few minutes later, a wooden coffin of about one meter appeared......

"Hey, why is this coffin so small?"

Han Mo picked up the shovel and loosened the soil around the coffin, "Come up and take a handle and lift the coffin." ”

The coffin, although small, was heavy.

"Damn, this coffin is too heavy, and it takes a lot of effort for seven or eight of us to carry it." Han Mo smiled faintly, "This is hell gloomy wood, don't look at this coffin, it's not big, it is estimated to be more than 1,500 catties." ”

"So heavy?"

"It's too nonsense, isn't it, such a small coffin actually weighs more than 1,500 catties?" Their mouths opened in disbelief.

After Han Mo inspected the coffin, he said, "You all take a few steps back, I'm going to open the coffin." ”

"In danger?"

"Several souls of the female ghost are in the coffin, do you think there will be danger?" Hearing this, they hurriedly took a few more steps, for fear of being affected.

Han Mo took a deep breath, took out the fish intestine dagger, and moved along the edge of the coffin. Find the point of force, gradually exert force, and the coffin nail loosens little by little.

A black gas came out from the edge, turning into a hideous grimace and roaring at Han Mo.