Song Chi looked at Song Shuqiu dumbfounded.

Growing up so big, it's the first time I've seen such a handsome side of my father.

Damn, let him pretend again!

The crowd of onlookers not far away was also amazed.

Song Shuqiu was wearing a black windbreaker, at this moment, the windbreaker was agitated without wind, hunting sounded, with Song Shuqiu's movements and the scroll suspended in mid-air, he was holding a high-ranking posture.

However, in Song Chi's eyes, Song Shuqiu's appearance was slightly different.

What ordinary people can't see, Song Chi can see.

At this moment, Song Shuqiu's body exuded a golden light, this kind of light he had seen in the old monk of Tianjin Temple, when the old monk caught the little ghost on Xu Yiyi's body, his hands used to emit the same golden light.

It's just that the old monk's golden light looks relatively faint, and it only wraps the palm of his hand.

Song Shuqiu's golden light looked much more intense.

Song Shuqiu, who was wrapped in golden light, was matched with the golden hair......

My dad is actually a Super Saiyan?

Song Shuqiu was engrossed in it at the moment, and he didn't notice that his son's thoughts had gone astray.

As his words fell, his palm slapped heavily on the scroll.

"Buzz ......"

There was a ripple on the scroll's screen that was visible to the naked eye.

Song Shuqiu slowly raised his palm, only to see sticky and deep ink sticking between his palm and the scroll.

He waved his right hand into the air, sending out a rain of ink as if splashing ink.

"Those who are fighting in front of the army are all moving forward in array."

"Lux, now!"

Song Shuqiu let out a low shout, and the ink rain in the air suddenly began to stare at him.

A terrifying and strange aura emanated from the sticky and suffocating ink jade, making Song Chi's face pale for a while.

Under his astonished gaze, the ink rain seemed to be painting out of thin air in the air, and finally condensed into two human figures in broken armor.

The two humanoids were more than two meters tall, not only in their armor, but also in their exposed skin, and their eyes were blank, and they didn't look like living creatures, which was very terrifying.

Lux landed, but he directly stepped on the ground with two footprints, without Song Shuqiu's words, the two wrestlers stood directly on both sides of the coffin and grabbed the coffin lid.

As soon as Lux exerted his strength, the coffin lid creaked and moved slightly.

Song Chi couldn't help but take a few steps closer, seeing that the coffin lid seemed to be about to be lifted, countless black smoke suddenly diffused out along the gap, covering the coffin in an instant.

With a bang, the coffin lid, which had just been lifted slightly, was pressed back by the black mist.

Song Shuqiu's eyes froze, and he took out a crumpled talisman paper from his arms.

The rune paper looked a little old, and even faded in many places as if it had been soaked in water.

As if feeling Song Chi's puzzled gaze, Song Shuqiu smiled:

"Rune paper is just a medium, what matters is the Qi in the body."

Song Chi was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to ask what Qi was, but saw that Song Shuqiu had already moved to the side of the coffin.

"Obsessed, stubborn!"

He snorted coldly, sandwiched the talisman paper between his middle finger and ring finger, put his thumb on the side of the coffin, and stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped it on the coffin lid.

"One finger in one."

His fingers twitched, as if he were measuring something on a coffin.

"Two fingers in."

"Three fingers are missing."

"Four designated trends."

"Five fingers."

The speed of his speech became faster and faster, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and the flying of his fingers actually made Song Chi feel dazzled.

Song Shuqiu was suddenly stunned, his eyebrows tightened.

"Tianshu is broken, return the four fingers."

When the words fell, Song Shuqiu's index finger suddenly pointed on the coffin, and the rune paper sandwiched between the middle finger and the ring finger had been pasted on it for some time.

The rune paper fell, the black smoke seemed to be avoided, and they all retreated, Song Shuqiu's index finger swiped lightly on the rune paper, and the rune paper instantly split into two.

Immediately after that, it began to spontaneously combust out of thin air.

The golden light spread along the rune paper, and the black mist on the black coffin was swallowed up.

Song Shuqiu took two steps back and kicked the coffin lid.

Coupled with the two wrestlers who were still exerting their strength, the coffin lid was thrown up directly!

Song Chi stood relatively close, and he saw the scene inside the coffin at a glance.

His face turned pale, and his eyes instantly lost their brilliance.

Song Shuqiu pulled Song Chi to his side, slapped his palm on Song Chi's forehead, and saw a few wisps of black smoke drifting out of his eyes, and then he regained his senses.

"Why are you such a shit."

Song Shuqiu muttered as if he hated that iron could not become steel.

However, at this time, how could Song Chi still have the heart to talk to Song Shuqiu.

The black coffin was almost filled with black mist, and the black mist was so thick that it seemed to condense into a liquid, revealing a disgusting sticky feeling.

The most frightening thing was that the black fog was like a black hole, and just now Song Chi just glanced at it, and he felt that his consciousness had been taken into it.

As the coffin was opened, the black mist began to surge violently, as if it had a spiritual mind, and dispersed directly into the air.

In just a few blinks of an eye, most of the sky was shrouded in black mist.

The black mist flowed slowly, and it gradually condensed into a blurry human face.

"I have no grievances with you, but you broke me out of the coffin!"

The mist surged, the facial features of the human face became distorted, and a hoarse and sharp voice resounded in the air, as if it contained endless anger and pain.

Song Shuqiu's face was without fear, he sneered and said:

"The evil demon is outside, the charm is ghostly, and you dare to talk about good luck and evil, today I will accept you into my hundred ghost genealogy, and I will kill you forever!"

Song Chi looked at the scroll suspended in mid-air and swallowed.

It turns out that this thing is called the Hundred Ghost Spectrum.

Good stuff...... Be sure to hand it over to Song Shuqiu and give it to yourself.

It really doesn't work, you have to steal it.

Song Shuqiu hadn't noticed that his eldest son had already given birth to a backbone, and his palm stroked the scroll lightly again, and then brought out a rain of ink.

"Kappa, now!"

As the words fell, and the ink froze, a very short boy appeared, with large eyes and flippers on both hands and feet.

He flipped in the air, his eyes widening suddenly.

A waterspout appeared out of thin air above the Lingjiang River, and it was swallowed by the kappa in a steady stream.

The kappa looked small, but its belly looked like a bottomless pit, and I don't know how much water poured into it, and the kappa's entire body turned into a huge round balloon.

In terms of volume, it is at least several times larger than the beginning, and it feels like it is only a piece of skin left.

"Hoo !!"

An adult-sized column of water shot out of the kappa's mouth, piercing the black mist.

The black mist distorted, and the voice was full of unwillingness.

"Forcibly break my coffin, now I don't have one out of ten strengths, when I come back, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

The words of the black mist fell, and instantly surged towards the sky, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a blink of an eye.

"Want to run?!"

Song Shuqiu's face was angry, and he turned around and ran towards the place where the black fog dissipated.

Song Chi subconsciously ran behind Song Shuqiu, looked up at the front, but his footsteps slowly stopped.

His mouth grew in surprise, and his breathing became rapid.

On the fence of the Lingjiang Bridge, a red figure quietly stands.