In the blink of an eye, it is the annual college entrance examination again.

Zhang Yi was admitted to Jianghai University with a score of 636 in Yanhai High School, majoring in engineering design, while Lin Mucheng was admitted to the Art Department of Jianghai University with 690 points.

After the college entrance examination, Zhang Yi received a shocking news.

Zhang's family!

Broke!

Zhang Boshan died in his mansion, and Zhang died tragically in the wild, and his head was gnawed off by some animal.

“...... Father-in-law!"

Thinking back to the death of his father, it can be regarded as revenge, but at this time, Zhang Yi's mood is quite complicated.

First, he knew that Zhang Boshan would end up like this, so when he returned, he should have killed him with a spell...

"Your revenge has been avenged. ”

After digging open Zhang Boshan's grave, Zhang Yi saw the already stinky corpse with his own eyes, and the ten fingers he was holding slowly loosened.

Although he regretted that he did not kill Zhang Boshan with his own hands, he wanted to slowly torture him to death in his career, which led to Zhang Boshan's accidental death.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yi found that there was a black mark on the throat of Zhang Boshan's corpse, which was a pattern of two snakes entangled.

"This should be some kind of spell!"

A thought quickly flashed through his mind, could it be that Zhang Boshan was killed by him?

If so, why did the other party kill Zhang Boshan?

“......”

The pupils in his eyes turned, and this spell mark seemed to be telling Zhang Yi that things didn't seem to be so simple...

Whoosh!

Three flying needles with flames fell on Zhang Boshan's corpse, and Zhang Yi turned around and left indifferently.

Boom!

The fire soon burst into flames, and black smoke quickly swept into the sky.

He wanted to burn Zhang Boshan's body and crush his bones and ashes to avenge his father-in-law.

Swish!

A gust of demonic wind blew, and Zhang Boshan's burned corpse fluttered in the air with the wind and waves, sprinkled all over the ground.

Meanwhile!

Not long after Zhang Yi left, a white figure immediately followed behind him.

"Purple and gold lion pupils. ”

With a sudden sweep of his eyes, Zhang Yi's vision was quickly penetrated and turned gray-white.

But nothing out of the ordinary was found.

Since the beginning of the college entrance examination, Zhang Yi has always felt that he was being followed, but every time the purple lion pupils swept over, he found nothing.

“......”

But at this time, Zhang Yi seemed to notice the abnormal movement around him.

He hurriedly took a backward leap and retreated at least five steps, but the huge black shadow above his head was still covered by black pressure.

"Bloodthirsty sails. ”

By the time Zhang Yi recognized that the black pressed thing was some kind of magic weapon, he had already been involved in it.

"Close!"

Next to the hut on the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe sat down on the spot, and in front of him was a wooden table with red cinnabar, a bowl of blood, a rooster's head, and a large number of yellow paper sigils.

I saw the middle-aged man in the yellow robe looking at Zhang Yi in the crystal ball covered by a canvas, constantly struggling, and black smoke rose in a curling curl.

"Plain hand pear flower needle. ”

Whoosh!

Hundreds of black flying needles quickly pierced the canvas and flew out, and the flames wrapped around it also ignited the canvas.

"Drink!"

Jumping up with all his might, Zhang Yi broke through the canvas, swept in mid-air, and slowly landed.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

When he destroyed the bloodthirsty sail, a light white shadow immediately killed him with a heart-rending roar.

He raised his head back, and the claws of the white shadow swooped into the air.

Zhang Yi quickly took two steps back, but saw that the white shadow's face was a hideous face.

I saw that her face was eroded, half of the eyeball in her left eye fell out, and there were scratches everywhere on her forehead, neck, and arms.

"Ghost cultivator?"

With a swish, Zhang Yi's thoughts just sprung up, and although the white shadow had no feet, it was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of him again, grabbing it.

"It's you, it's you, I won't let you go. ”

After several pounces and didn't catch Zhang Yi, the white shadow suspended in mid-air circled wildly above Zhang Yi's head, and let out a ghostly scream: "I will never forget that night, I will never forget this kind of stitching, you did that kind of thing to me, even if I become a ghost, I will ask for your life." ”

After the white shadow female ghost finished speaking, she directly spun around and pounced on Zhang Yi on the ground from the sky.

Whoosh!

Six black flying needles were thrown out, piercing straight into the corpse of the white shadow female ghost, and the green unknown liquid began to slowly overflow.

"Black flying needles?"

With a pop, the white shadow female ghost pulled out the black flying needle that pierced into her body, and looked at it vividly, recalling the scenes before her death in her mind.

"How can it be out of control? Ye Xiaodie, call me. ”

At the same time, the yellow-robed middle-aged man next to the mountaintop hut saw Ye Xiaodie's every move suspended in mid-air through the crystal ball.

But to her consternation, Ye Xiaodie began to lose control of herself, as if she had self-awareness.

Tick!

Ye Xiaodie cried, crystal clear tears sliding down her rotten cheeks, and her expression was frozen in mid-air.

“......”

This scene, not only the middle-aged man in the yellow robe who observed everything through the crystal ball, but even Zhang Yi was blinded.

But!

He had seen some of the contents of the evil cultivation in an ancient book of his master, Jiuyang Immortal Venerable.

It is said that it is some ghost cultivation, because the resentment before death is too heavy, that breath has been pressed in the throat and cannot go up or down, and over time, it will become a powerful ghost, and even become a more terrible ghost cultivator.

It's just, why is she crying when she sees her flying needle?

"I will kill you for my life. Ye Xiaodie, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly twisted the flying needle, clenched it in her rotten hand with hatred, revealing two sharp fangs, and tore at Zhang Yi.

“......”

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yi did not retreat, but flipped his palm, and ten silver needles appeared.

In addition to gold and crystal as a material, silver needles also have silver and iron, and those things that are not clean or cannot see the light are generally afraid of silver and iron.

Whoosh!

Like a wild horse, the silver needle swept towards Ye Xiaodie, directly penetrating her corpse, and smoke rose wherever it passed.

"Ahh!!hh

A ghostly scream erupted from Ye Xiaodie's mouth, and under the effect of the silver needle, she had already fallen to the ground before she could pounce on Zhang Yi.

Whew!

Plumes of smoke followed by streaks of smoke from Fluttershy's corpse, and then her corpse quickly shrank and began to dry up.

Suddenly, another white figure appeared from the shrinking corpse, opened two sharp fangs, and bit Zhang Yi's shoulder in one bite.

Roar!

After she bit Zhang Yi's shoulder, her rotten arms grabbed Zhang Yi's hands again, and the sharp nails dug into the latter's skin.