The master's voice still echoed in my ears, as if it had exploded in my ears.

I saw the figure standing in the air in the dark sky, the ghost, and I finally saw the legendary ghost......

The so-called ghosts and gods, simply put, are the existence of a level higher than the ghosts, and they are also the existence of the underworld that is truly free.

Becoming a ghost and god not only requires the accumulation of time, but also the cooperation of the right time, place and people, however, once you become a ghost god, it proves that you have finally obtained the qualification to walk freely in the underworld and are no longer bound by the yin difference.

In the same way, ghosts and gods are more powerful and terrifying than ghosts.

I have never seen a real ghost, but I didn't expect that today, I have the privilege of seeing a real ghost.

"Komori, let's go! Why are you stunned? Run! ”

The master was catapulted to the ground and shouted at me.

"Today, you and other untouchables will not live!"

Countless black gases were released around the soul of Yingzheng, and these black gases hit the black-clothed bodyguards who had no way, sending the black-clothed bodyguards flying.

I looked at a big man with a height of 1.85 meters, after being hit by the seemingly weightless black qi, his whole face was covered with pain, and then the muscles of his body began to atrophy, and his skin began to dry and wrinkle......

Pantothenic acid started in my stomach and I felt the urge to vomit.

It's not that I've never seen a dead person, but it's the first time I've seen such a horrible death!

"The soul of Yingzheng, let me Wang Feng understand your power!"

Wang Feng, the madman, actually stood up in the black air, looking at the fanatical expression on his face, he was not afraid because Yingzheng had become a ghost, but was very excited!

He took out three small black stone tablets from his pocket, each small stone tile is about the same size as a mahjong card, all black, and there is a faint unusual ghost energy circulating on it, and I observed that each ghost card is engraved with a small ghost pattern, which is not ordinary at first glance.

"The ghost card turns three times, and the ghost is here!"

Wang Feng threw the three ghost cards into the sky, and the three black ghost cards did not fall to the ground, but continued to rotate in the sky, and as the speed of rotation became faster and faster, there was a sound of shattering.

"Click, click, click......"

Some tiny stone chips fell to the ground, and I looked closely, only to see that in front of Wang Feng, three small gray smoke came out of the small ghost card, translucent, first turned into three gray smoke, floated out, and gradually condensed in the air. There was a hint of disgust in the gray smoke, and even when I stood so far away, I could feel some chills all over my body.

"Little brother, you are really blessed with eyes, you can see the housekeeping skills of the madman Wang."

The marcher was standing beside me, and he had just pulled me back for dozens of meters, but he didn't retreat.

"Senior, what's that black ghost card?"

I asked curiously, especially the dignified evil? The smell of evil made me very uncomfortable.

"The reason why Wang Feng can become the vice president of the Beijing Yin Yang Agent Association is not only because of his profound Taoism, but also because he relied on the coincidence of his youth to seal a powerful ghost, a thousand-year-old powerful ghost who was seriously injured and dying."

The words of the marcher surprised me, a thousand years of ghosts! Even if he didn't become a ghost like the current soul of Yingzheng, he was quite a ruthless character with amazing means.

"When I visited him in Beijing, I heard rumors about him, saying that this madman Wang went out on an errand when he was young, and it happened to be night when he passed near Xudu. He relied on his youth and courage to sleep in the open near the capital. In the middle of the night, he heard a miserable cry echoing through the woods, so he went to check it out, and when he looked at it, he found something terrible, a thousand-year-old ghost who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. The king madman is also amazingly bold, even if the people in the circle see the thousand-year-old ghost walking around the road, he rushed straight up and sealed the thousand-year-old ghost! Sealed with this stone tablet, after more than ten years of taming, he was finally able to barely drive this thousand-year-old ghost. However, every time you use it, you need to replace the stone tablet, this stone card is very elegant, and the materials are also very special, so even if you are a madman, you will not casually release this thousand-year-old ghost until you are in a desperate situation. In addition, this old ghost is very unstable, if he turns against his master, the madman will really be in a different place. ”

The marcher's explanation was quite detailed, and after listening to his words, I became even more curious about the gray smoke.

The thousand-year-old ghost is against the soul of Yingzheng, which is stronger and which is weaker, this is really hard to say.

From a distance, the gray smoke was still expanding and condensing, and finally turned into a huge ghost that looked like a giant 4 meters tall!

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at the soul of Yingzheng in the sky, and the ghost energy emanating from the huge body was not weaker than the soul of Yingzheng.

Huaqing Poolside, this night is destined to be ordinary.

Generally speaking, even in the underworld, there are very few ghosts fighting ghosts.

First, there are yin in the underworld, and there are only a few yin spirits that can become powerful ghosts, and many of them are unconscious and floating in the air.

Second, there are not many people who can reach the world, and they basically can't touch it.

Therefore, even if we are Yin and Yang agents, many old guys have never seen a scene of ghosts fighting ghosts.

Not to mention the ghosts and gods that the thousand-year-old ghost turned into the soul of Yingzheng like today.

The gray smoke was completely formed, and the thousand-year-old ghost had no ears or nose, only a pair of eyes, and a large mouth like a black hole.

He looked at the soul of Yingzheng, as if he was ready to go, and seemed to be waiting for the order of the madman Wang.

"Go, my terrible ghost, suppress this ancient emperor's soul under your claws, I want it to submit!"

The boss with the king's eyes glared, and I saw that there were thin black threads in his hands pulling at the thousand-year-old ghost, like puppet threads.

"Senior, what are those thin black threads in Wang Feng's senior's hands?"

I asked the marcher, puzzled.

"What a thin line? You little kid is rambling, where is the thin line? ”

Before the marcher could reply, his edgy-looking apprentice was too long-winded to lecture me.

"Can't you see?"

Instead, I asked him curiously.

"Can you see?"

The marcher looked at me in surprise and asked me a question.

"Yes, it's clear, there's ghostly energy flowing on those thin black lines, as if the puppeteer was pulling the puppet."

I pointed to Wang Feng's ten fingers and said.

The marcher's eyes showed more surprise, and finally he looked at me deeply and said, "Jiang Tianxin, this kid is really a good apprentice, your spiritual sense is higher than many old guys, what a good seedling." The black lines you see are left after the stone tablet is broken, and it is also an important means for Wang Luozi to control the thousand-year-old ghost, these black lines are called lines, which are some special spiritual lines, which can trap the soul center of the thousand-year-old ghost and force it to obey Wang Feng's orders, but because it is too thin, many people who are not spiritually aware can not see it. ”

As he spoke, the marcher glared at his own apprentice, who scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Untouchables, dare to resist!"

The soul of Yingzheng was furious at Wang Feng's resistance, and there was an imperial anger in his voice, which was transmitted to me, this majesty, this anger made me feel terrified.

"Kill!"

Wang Feng shouted, although he was already middle-aged, but at this time, he was even more enthusiastic than a 20-year-old young man, and with a movement of his fingers, the thousand-year-old ghost rushed towards the soul of Yingzheng with his teeth and claws.

It floated in the air, approaching the soul of Yingzheng, and its big black hole mouth let out a hoarse hissing sound.

"Humph! The widow was born as the lord of the world, and today he is incarnated as a ghost and god, and he is also the honor of all ghosts. ”

Ying Zheng's hands were slowly raised, and the ghost qi formed a black air flow that rushed out from behind him, blowing towards the thousand-year-old ghost controlled by Wang Feng.

"Not good! The line, broken! ”

The marcher secretly said that it was not good.

I looked intently ahead, those black spiritual threads, under the impact of the ghost qi released by the soul of Yingzheng, broke one after another, and the action of the thousand-year-old ghost's attack stopped.

Wang Feng finally began to panic at this moment, he wanted to re-release the line, but it was too late, and resisting the might of the soul of Yingzheng head-on, making it difficult for him to even stand.

In the black storm, I saw that the thousand-year-old ghost released by Wang Feng slowly knelt down, and finally bowed down in front of the soul of Yingzheng.

Like a subordinate who bows down to his emperor.

At this moment, everyone understands that something big is not good! Originally, there was only one soul to deal with, but now there is one more thousand-year-old ghost!

The marchers grabbed me and retreated dozens of meters again, far away from the battlefield.

At this time, the thousand-year-old ghost slowly turned around, looked at Wang Feng with blood-red eyes, and the black claws hit Wang Feng's body at once, knocking him out and falling to the ground.

Wang Feng fell to the ground and coughed up blood in his mouth!

The scene took a sharp turn, and neither Xuan Fengzi nor the master dared to act rashly.

At this critical juncture, I heard a Buddha trumpet.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has come to subdue this evil ghost."

Xingwu monk has made a move!