Hearing Song Xing's words, Sima Desolate, who was already frightened, was suddenly frightened, this young man actually knew the ghost he was driving, and even used an unknown Dao method to easily eliminate the ghost thing that he had spent a lot of effort to cultivate!

When Sima Huangtan was young, he was a murderer of the Jianghu generation, and because he offended the enemy who could not be provoked, his wife and children were all slaughtered.

In the end, he made a desperate bet and practiced the famous side door evil art of the rivers and lakes, and finally practiced the secret method - Netherworld Reincarnation Technique, after cultivation, he could create evil ghosts through special methods, and had the strength comparable to the peak realm of martial artists.

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It's just that cultivating this method requires a huge price, and every three years, a large amount of human blood is required to perform secret techniques to refine evil spirits. This evil demon has existed for twenty years, and after six blood sacrifices, its strength is already unfathomable. Even if Sima Huang's tomb is encountered by himself, it is estimated that he will definitely die!

didn't expect to meet an opponent today, and Sima Huangfen immediately had the idea of retreating. He shook his sleeves and shouted loudly, and a wisp of black smoke drilled out of the copper cymbal again, wrapping Sima Huang's body, and drilling into the ground, about to use the earth escape technique to escape.

This newly appeared ghost thing, although the momentum is not as strong as the ghost thing just now, but it has an ability similar to that of the earth escape.

"Still want to go?" Seeing this, Song Xing snorted coldly disdainfully, his body was like electricity, he galloped over, and stomped on the ground that Sima Huangfen had just drilled, and a muffled sound came out, and the ground of dozens of zhang instantly sank, and the rubble was splashed everywhere, but he didn't see Sima Huang's tomb.

The corners of Song Xing's mouth outlined a mocking smile, "Do you think you can escape?" As soon as he finished speaking, an arm composed of golden light suddenly poked out of the ground, grabbed Sima Huangfen's shoulder, and then pulled him from the ground to the ground.

A black light lit up from Sima Huang's body, and a spell constructed in some ancient script emerged from the surface of his skin, trying to fight the golden arm that bound his body.

It's a pity that the golden light is too intense, and the charms on Sima Huang's tomb can't bear it at all, and they disintegrate one after another.

The golden light spread like a tide, enveloping Sima Desolate's body.

Sima Huangfen's face changed drastically, and he wanted to break free from the golden light arm that bound him, but unfortunately he couldn't do it at all. The golden light gathered more and more, slowly seeping into Sima Huang's body.

Sima Huangfen felt a wave of hot qi invade his body, burning all his internal organs, and even every muscle on his body was ignited by golden light.

In the midst of the screams, Sima Huang's tomb completely turned into a fire man, and a large amount of black gas gushed out of the copper cymbals, condensing into the shape of ghosts in the air, and let out a terrible roar, wanting to extinguish the golden light on his body, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

Song Xing used the 'Five Thunder Earthquake Hell Curse' in the Nine Transformations of the Golden Silkworm, a spell that specifically targeted the demonic outer paths, which could break the protective qi of the sneaky and evil things, and hurt their physical bodies.

The golden light became more and more intense, no matter how the ghosts turned into black qi struggled, they were still consumed by the golden light little by little, and as the golden light gradually dissipated, Sima Huang's tomb completely turned into charcoal, and the corpse fell to the ground, and there was no movement anymore.

Song Xing looked at Sima Huang's corpse, frowned slightly, and slapped a palm in the air, shaking the corpse directly into the air, just in front of Zhang Xuanao, who was waving an iron umbrella.

Zhang Xuao, who was originally preparing for a sneak attack, saw Sima Huang's corpse blocking the way, his eyes flashed, and he waved the iron umbrella in his hand to see a huge tornado, completely ignoring the friendship of his comrades-in-arms just now, the huge force broke through Sima Huang's corpse, and he was about to pass through it, and then Song Xing was assassinated at the moment when the corpse blocked his vision.

At the moment when Zhang Xuao broke open the corpse, a terrifying black gas gushed out from the originally lifeless corpse of Sima Huang's grave again, and it directly pounced on Zhang Xuao's face.

Zhang was caught off guard, and the whole person immediately stiffened as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his body couldn't move.

As the black qi burrowed into his body, his face showed a look of struggle, but after only three breaths, his eyes began to slowly darken, and his expression became completely numb.

Seeing this scene, Song Xing's face changed suddenly, and Sima Huang's tomb was indeed not dead.

He had just vaguely noticed that there was still a trace of life in Sima Huang's corpse, and he was suspicious and did not directly touch his corpse.

Now it seems that Sima Huangfen really left a hand, and after the black qi in his body entered Zhang Xuao's body, it actually began to pollute his spirit.

Visible to the naked eye, Zhang's arrogant body twitched violently a few times, and then fell to the ground on his knees, supported the ground with both hands, wailing in pain, inky charms began to appear on his face, and his eyeballs turned into a strange dark green.

This is a manifestation of being controlled by ghosts!

Seeing this, Song Xing sighed secretly, obviously as a martial artist, Zhang Xuan's arrogant mental power is not strong, and he is controlled by the ghost thing incarnated by Sima Huangfen, and the person who is controlled by the ghost thing often loses his mind and becomes a monster who only knows how to kill.

The demonic aura on Zhang Xuao's body became more and more intense, and gradually, his body began to distort, and finally turned into a terrifying ghost creature covered in scales.

A trace of contempt flashed in Song Xing's eyes: "If you want to use Yin Qi to return to your soul, have you failed?" ”

This ghost creature is about three meters tall, burly, covered with thick scale armor, with a huge head, protruding frontal bones, red eyes like blood, and exposed fangs, extremely hideous.

The ghost creature raised its head to the sky and roared, emitting a creepy low sound.

Its roar seemed to have some special power, and it actually caused the air around it to fluctuate a little. Then he reluctantly raised his right paw and grabbed at Song Xing fiercely.

The speed of the ghost creature was as fast as thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it had already come to Song Xing's approach, and its sharp claws and fingers were only about half a foot away from Song Xing's chest!

Song Xing did not move.

The demon's claws stopped when they were only half an inch away from Song Xing's chest, as if they were hitting an invisible barrier.

At the same time, one of Song Xing's hands was raised.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and Song Xing clenched his fist, as if he had incorporated the space hundreds of zhang in front of the prison into his fist, carrying this terrifying power that could almost shatter the entire heavenly prison, and directly bombarded the evil ghost's chest.

The seemingly indestructible pitch-black scales shattered inch by inch under Song Xing's fist, and the three-meter-tall ghost thing that seemed to be majestic and terrifying, in the face of Song Xing's fist, it was even more fragile than the previous Sima Desolate Tomb, and under the punch, it was already accompanied by bursts of black smoke and a roar, turning into an endless yin and evil qi, spreading in the air.

Song Xing looked at the ghost thing that turned into nothingness under his fist and had an empty appearance, and said: "If it is still a little scary to incarnate a real ghost thing, this kind of semi-finished product that is not a person or a ghost should not be taken out to offer ugliness." ”