This hanged ghost looks very weird, and it couldn't be better described as weird.

A broken gray rope hangs from its neck, and the rope hangs in the air, lifting its body to float on the ground.

The facial features are scattered, the corner of the eye is missing one, and the nose is directly sunken in.

The mouth seemed to be torn open by force, outlining a long opening.

A scarlet and long snake tongue tore straight from its mouth and fell off perpendicular to the ground.

With its gray body in the air, it looks like a hanged ghost of a dead man.

The appearance is too weird to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

Roughly seeing the appearance of the ghost thing that attacked him, Shen Luo quickly glanced at the surrounding environment and found that the place he was located resembled a cemetery.

Not far away, a stone tablet was erected in different directions, and the stone tablets were carved separately, such as the red array on the wall seen in the cave before.

Obviously, this cemetery should also be a formation, and I don't know if the formation is a ghost in front of me.

For Du Jie, who entered the teleportation channel one step ahead of him, Shen Luo didn't see him around here, and he didn't know where he went.

But Shen Luo thought that both of them came here through that teleportation channel, and it should be that both of them were teleported to the same place, and there was no reason why they couldn't see other people's figures here.

"Could it be that he was also attacked by ghosts here, and then used means to escape from here?" Shen Luo secretly doubted in his heart.

Look at the hanged ghost in front of you on the field.

There was only one eye left, and he looked down indifferently at Shen Luo in the distance, and the rope around his neck that was tightly clung to his throat became a little loose.

A low, high-pitched sound emanating from its throat sounded eerie and creepy, chilling its spine.

Shen Luo listened to this strange voice, his brows moved unconsciously, and he raised his hand and pointed at the ghost thing, wanting to kill the ghost thing in front of him with a finger of spiritual light.

This point, before he could stimulate the spiritual light, the ghost suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a piercing sound, and the long hair that was scattered behind it swayed and danced.

looked sharply at Shen Luo, shook the long tongue in his mouth violently, and slapped Shen Luo below.

It just so happened that Shen Luo raised his hand and pointed at the ghost thing's finger, flashing with wisps of spiritual light, shooting out a ray of light as thin as a needle, facing the scarlet tongue attack that was hitting the ghost thing.

With a single blow, it hit the ghost creature and hit its tongue, breaking the ghost creature's tongue in half, and the broken tongue fell to the ground, instantly turning into a puff of black green smoke and disappearing.

Half of his tongue was lost, and he screamed in pain, and his throat kept coming out with a "ho, ho" sound.

After about two breaths, the ghost stopped shouting and grabbed its tongue with its big hand.

The black smoke in his hand was like a column, pouring into a severed tongue, and the tongue suddenly swelled like a tide, restoring its original size, size, and length.

Then, the ghost thing flicked its long tongue again and attacked Shen Luo.

Shen Luo used his fireball technique to shoot a fireball and flew towards the tongue that hit again.

The fireball was about to touch the tongue of the ghost.

Unexpectedly, the tongue suddenly turned sideways, avoiding the direction where the fireball was flying, and changed the direction to attack Shen Luo.

And at the same time as the tongue was bypassed, it kept strangling the gray broken rope between the neck of the ghost, like a hibernating little snake, suddenly woke up and left from the neck of the ghost.

With a "whoosh" sound, it flew straight into the air.

Under the black gas on the gray broken rope, the broken rope flew at extreme speed in the air, turned into a sharp spear straight downward, and stabbed fiercely in the direction of Shen Luo.

For the two-handed attack of the hanged ghost, Shen Luo's expression was as usual, he didn't even look at the tongue that came around, he only raised his hand casually and pointed at the tongue that came around, and inadvertently shot out a spiritual light.

Then he spread out another palm, and a small dark purple flame burst out from the palm of his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, the dark purple flame flew out of his palm.

The moment the dark purple flame flew out, it condensed into an arm-thick fire snake in the air, and pounced on the broken gray rope that turned into a spear at the ghost.

The ruthless inky purple fiery snake opened its mouth wide and devoured the broken ash rope that the ghost had turned into a spear, and burned it in mid-air, leaving not even the slightest gray smoke behind.

Immediately after, Shen Luo's divine sense manipulated the inky purple fire snake and turned its head and flew towards the hanged ghost who fell to the ground.

The hanged man hurriedly retracted all the tongues that had been spit out, and from the mouth that had been torn open by his hand, a large amount of black inky smoke spewed out in front of it.

The inky purple fiery serpent plunged headlong into the black smoke.

Under the scorching of the dark purple fire snake that Shen Luo Ziyan corpse fire turned into and the terrifying flame corpse fire around his body, all these black smoke disappeared at once.

In the end, the dark purple fiery snake pounced on the hanged ghost, burning away its resentment and ghostly energy.

When the flames gradually became smaller and dispersed, what appeared in front of Shen Luo was a small crystal clear bead.

"There are even perineal soul beads!"

Shen Luo was stunned for a moment.

The so-called Yin Soul Bead refers to the mutated product born after the death of a ghost such as a Yin Soul, a body of Yin Qi and a residual divine soul.

Don't look at this as just a small bead, it has the purest yin qi and purified divine soul power.

This kind of thing is undoubtedly a great panacea for cultivators who cultivate ghost Dao exercises, especially ghost cultivators such as Yin Souls.

The pure yin qi is of great help to their cultivation and mana growth, and after purification, the power of the divine soul can increase the power of their divine soul, making their divine soul more thick and condensed.

After all, ghost cultivation is a yin soul in the final analysis, and as a divine soul body without a physical body, they naturally have to become more and more thick and condensed in terms of divine souls.

Of course, the Yin Soul Bead is also very useful for human monks in repairing their souls.

It's just that Shen Luo didn't expect that he would encounter a Yin Soul Bead, you must know the probability of the birth of the Yin Soul Bead, but it is as rare as the birth of a spiritual root in a mortal.

In terms of the Yin Soul Bead in the Fang Market, it has always been priceless, and how many spirit stones a Yin Soul Bead can sell depends entirely on how much Yin Soul Power is in this bead after purification.

"I just don't know how much yin soul power I have in this bead."

Shen Luo held his chin in his hand, glanced at the beads not far away, stepped forward without taking a few steps, his expression stopped moving, and he looked at the right area with a vigilant face.

Seeing a lightning-fast white afterimage appear in his perspective, Shen Luo thought that he had encountered some ghost to attack him again, but found that the afterimage had another purpose.

Not only did it not attack in his direction, but it was constantly approaching rapidly in the direction where the Yin Soul Bead was.

Shen Luo flicked his sleeves and waved out a spiritual light, hitting the white afterimage.

"Smack", and a soft and delicate whimper sounded.

Shen Luo looked at it and saw that the white afterimage was a white-haired beast.