When the lady of the Tian family heard this, she raised her head in disbelief and hurriedly argued:

"How so, I...... I'm a living person, look at me, my ...... with hands and feet."

Then she looked at the sun above her head, and at the shadow under her feet, and said happily:

"You see, this is daytime, and ghosts cannot come out, and I still have shadows, and I ...... I ......"

The ghost catcher stretched out his hand, unwilling to listen to her nonsense, and shouted:

"Then look at the corpse of someone outside the house!"

The lady of the Tian family stumbled to her feet, and when she walked outside the house and saw her body, she suddenly let out a cry.

The originally mild sunlight instantly turned into a scorching power of yang flame, which shot on her body, causing a sharp and miserable roar, which resounded through West Street.

I saw that the ghost qi that had been contained in the body of the Tian family lady suddenly fluttered out.

She screamed bitterly in pain:

"I ...... Am I a ghost?! ”

When she first opened her mouth, it was still a normal female voice.

But then, it gradually became chaotic and distorted.

When the last word "ghost" was spoken, she had lost her original appearance, and her face and body changed like mist, turning into a huge black shadow with eight heads and eight faces, and eight pairs of arms.

The ghost catcher reminded Wang Lin and the two people outside the house, explaining:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this lady of the Tian family was a qualified person before her death, and her spirit was far superior to ordinary people, after being killed, she was resentful and turned into a spirit body.

"By chance, she inadvertently absorbed the soul power and resentment of the tragic death of the whole family, just now she didn't know that she had become a ghost, all relying on the spirit to restrain the resentment and ghost power in the body, and now I shouted that it has completely turned into a ghost body, you must not let it go, otherwise in time, she will become a demon on the side of the disaster!"

The fifth child outside the door scolded angrily:

"Lao Tzu worked hard to earn money to collect corpses, why did he get into trouble caused by your laziness in the city god!"

Only then did Wang Lin know that this fair and resolute ghost catcher turned out to be the Yin of the City God.

No wonder he is full of ghosts and mist and yin, but he dares to walk in broad daylight, just like an official errand.

Wang Lin raised his eyes to look at the resentful ghost of the Tian family, this was the first time he had seen a real ghost.

Unlike the peaceful ghost spirit that was not obvious before and was collected in the soul of the Tian family's lady, now the ghost energy on the Tian family's resentful ghost is full of malice and evil thoughts.

As soon as this resentful ghost was compared with the city god yin beside him, Wang Lin found that the ghost qi on this city god yin was clean and peaceful, without any sense of filth and evil.

Although they are both ghosts, this city god yin cha has only borrowed an ownerless body, so it is no longer afraid of the sun, and it has a majestic earth yin qi to protect the top of its head.

Yin Cha pulled out his saber, and he was about to kill it with the power of Yin Qi and ghosts.

Wang Lin didn't make a move for a long time, and kept staring at the eight-headed ghost.

Among the eight faces of the powerful ghosts of the Natian family, there is a man's face, and he happens to know him.

It was the shopkeeper who had previously opened a rat poison shop, the middle-aged man who secretly sold him arsenic and oleander.

Wang Lin couldn't help but ask:

"Lord Yincha, this ghost of the Tian family, can there be a way to relieve his resentment and make it overly free?"

"This ghost has devoured the eight resentful souls and undead, it is a new ghost born of a mixture, not a previous person's incarnation, and there is no consciousness at all, how can it be liberated?"

Yin Cha roared angrily, and the saber slashed down, striking in the black mist.

The yin qi of the two sides collided one after another, and the explosion roared and rumbled.

The old man outside the house gritted his teeth and read repeatedly:

"There is a debtor and a debtor, you were killed by Li Ying, Li Ying has been brought to justice, but now this resentful ghost was born because of you and others, and if you want to bring disaster to the world, you will borrow my body to use it to cut off this cause and effect!"

He slapped his palms continuously, facing the seven coffins and the dead bodies on the ground, and he didn't know what spell he used, he controlled the eight people to get up, jumped straight into the black mist around the resentful ghosts, and manipulated the eight people to fight with them.

The two of them joined forces to attack the eight-faced ghost, but they couldn't immediately eliminate the evil spirit and resentment in it, but were instead enveloped in this turbid ghost qi into their bodies.

The eight pairs of arms of the eight-faced ghost of the Tian family danced violently, and they actually triggered bursts of aura blessings, and sixteen fists smashed down one after another, smashing their eight corpses to the ground like broken bags.

The knife-wielding Yin Cha was even more beaten to the point that the tiger's mouth was broken, and the saber almost wanted to get rid of it.

Wang Lin originally saw that the old five had strange methods, and he was even more born in Chenghuang, so he should have a lot of skills and extraordinary skills.

But he didn't expect that when he planned to observe and observe the tricks of the two of them, and watch the drama with increased knowledge, the two of them fell into battle, and they were about to be defeated by the eight-faced ghost of the Tian family.

Not to mention preventing these eight-faced ghosts from breaking through and not letting them escape, the two of them are now afraid that even saving their lives has become a problem.

Wang Lin's divine sense swept over the eight-faced ghost and found that its ghost qi was not only mixed and full of loopholes, but also the total amount was pitiful, far from Lu Qingkong, who was still stepping on the fifth layer of qi cultivation.

Even if it attracts the surrounding aura, it can't direct the aura to condense into a spell, but it's just a random punch, and one punch is only ten thousand pounds.

Even if Lu Qingkong was here, he couldn't use more than ten or twenty moves to easily subdue him.

The fifth child was already resigned, and planned to call the stupid apprentice Heitu and run away with him.

Yin Cha was even more frightened, and the yin qi ghost mist above his head was beaten to unsteady, and he secretly looked down on this ghost, and hurriedly shouted at Wang Lin:

"My body is sewn by the fifth person who collects the corpse, it is the remnants of others, not the yin cha itself, and I also ask the Taoist chief to block it for a while, I will let the soul body out of the body, fly back to the palace, and invite the generals and judges of the city god to come!"

After speaking, he gritted his teeth to reveal the soul body, and would rather give up this body that covered the soul body, and use the ghost power and yin qi that he had cultivated to harden the top, and nearly half of the cultivation that was sunburned by the noon sun, but also to prevent this resentful ghost from escaping, lest the little ghost become a big ghost.

Wang Lin stepped on the Nine Palaces, dodged to Yin Cha's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly:

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble."

Then he turned his steps again, and under the roar of the sonic boom, Yin Cha instantly bloomed in front of him, and his ears buzzed.

When Wang Lin's body stabbed in front of the eight-faced ghost, his right hand was raised behind his back, and a palm-sucking force was heard, and it was okay if it was broken, and the Qingshuang Sword that was going to be returned to the Holy Son of Xianyin Pavilion was instantly inhaled into his right hand.

Then the five fingers of the left hand are extended.

With the help of the books in his mind, he was distracted by the five uses, dividing the mana in his body into five paths and condensing them at his fingertips.

Wang Lin was worried that this powerful ghost was not as weak as in the divine sense investigation, otherwise why did Yin Cha and Lao Wu come here?

So he used a bit of real strength seriously.

He popped out the six-vein divine sword in his left hand, and the sword in his right hand compressed two percent of the mana in his body, and with the help of Tai Chi sword intent, he forcibly held the sword and accumulated the explosive power of "one punch" when the swordsmanship comprehension was not enough.

The eight-faced ghost was still venting the resentment and hatred in his heart, waving his sixteen arms indiscriminately.

Wang Lin's five fingers flicked, quite a stone-shattering, stormy trend.

The eight-faced ghost couldn't see anything, and felt that there seemed to be countless transparent swords in the air, and the more anxious it was to hit Wang Lin, the faster its sixteen arms would break.

The six-vein divine sword condensed by the mana of King Kong is like five demon-killing divine swords that are extremely rigid and yang, and the hot knife turns into butter, scattering all the severed ghost arms.

Killed all the evil resentment in it, so that the eight-faced ghost could no longer recover its arm.

Cutting off an arm permanently causes it to permanently lose some of its ghostly energy.

By the time Wang Lin flew into its ghost mist body, the eight-faced ghost's arm was completely gone.

The charge of a punch is also completed at this time.

The light of the Qingshuang Sword was magnificent, shaking off a large area of blue light, like the extension of Wang Lin's fists and feet, and the explosive power formed by the fusion of mana, fist power, and qi and blood power penetrated through the sword body without hindrance.

In the end, mixed with the frost and cold qi in the sword and the sharp qi of the sword blade, a little bit of it leaked from the edge, and endless sword rays bloomed.

In the body of the eight-faced ghost, an extremely cold blue light sword qi burst out.

This sword qi is colder than its ghostly energy, colder than its resentment, and fiercer than its hatred.

Until the end, Lao Wu and Yin Cha didn't see clearly what was going on in the body of this resentful ghost.

All they saw was a bright blue light coming out.

Before the blue light could exert its strength, the resentful ghost had already dissipated.

Then, when the aurora broke, thousands of sword qi burst out.

Lao Wu and Yin Cha didn't know how strong these sword lights were.

They only knew that until the eight-faced ghost died, they had not been able to see that round, like the true sword light of the cyan sun.