Can you become invincible if you become a ghost?

No.

The god of Wuzang curled up on the ground, his body seemed to swallow a piece of burnt red coal, and the extremely high temperature scorched his inside, and he felt that he would soon be burned to a mess of flesh, to ashes.

"Ahhh It hurts, ahhh

Wuzang God rolled on the ground in pain, this kind of pain was even more unbearable than being whipped by Yan Lingxi, and it was like swallowing a cannon battle, crackling, until he was blown to pieces!

Yan Lingxi frowned, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and quickly recited a series of incantations that scurled his teeth, and swiped them across his eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again, Yan Lingxi saw a blood mist in the body of Wuzang God.

The blood mist was like a miniature version of a human, with limbs and a mouth with sharp teeth.

It went on a rampage, using the inside of the Wuzang God's body as a toy, its limbs firmly grasped somewhere, opened its sharp teeth, and bit it!

"Ahh

Yan Lingxi's brows furrowed more and more, and he took out a yellow talisman from the bag he was carrying and pasted it on the body of the Wuzang God.

The blood mist froze for a moment.

Obviously there was only a breeze, but the yellow talisman sounded "la-la-la", and the blood mist seemed to have encountered some natural enemy, struggling violently.

"Bear with me." Yan Lingxi said to the god Wuzang.

Yes? Endure what?

Wuzang was delirious in pain, and he didn't react at all, and looked at Yan Lingxi blankly.

Yan Lingxi wrapped a layer of spiritual power in his right hand, and then quickly inserted it into the body of the Wuzang God.

The god Wuzang is a ghost, and he is naturally afraid of the spiritual power of the occultist, so he said "uhhhhh

This time I really felt like I was being torn apart.

The place where it came into contact with the spiritual power of the inkstone was like a piece of paper that had encountered flames, and the mottled traces gradually spread.

"Give it a good time, okay? Don't torture me."

Let him die, it's better to be wiped out than now!

As soon as the words fell, Wuzang God saw Yan Lingxi come out with a cloud of blood mist, and he immediately felt much better, although his abdomen still hurt badly, but at least he didn't want to die.

Wuzang looked at the past weakly, "This is what controls our obedience. ”

After the blood mist was pulled out, Yan Lingxi smelled a terrible smell, and almost vomited with disgust, "It's disgusting!" ”

Yan Lingxi hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle, and stuffed it into it, but after stuffing it in, he almost spit it out, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

The palms of his hands were also sticky, like some kind of disgusting liquid, and Yan Lingxi grinned and took out a bottle of water from his bag and washed his hands.

Uzang God: "Why did you even bring water?" ”

"Not only that, but I also brought bread and jelly."

"Aren't you really here for a tourist?"

Yan Lingxi: "No, I'm here to do justice, have you heard of the rocket team?" ”

Wuzang God" ??? ”

"I've never told you, but I'm actually the captain of the rocket team that implements love and justice." Yan Lingxi said seriously.

Wuzang God felt that he was so injured that his brain was dull, how could he not understand what Yan Lingxi was saying?

His bewildered eyes were too obvious, and Yan Lingxi was very disgusted, "You are so stupid." ”

Wuzang God""

It's over, he was tortured by Yan Lingxi, and he was scolded stupid and thought it was nothing.

"You're waiting here." Yan Lingxi looked ahead, "I'll meet them." ”

Wang Meng opened his eyes with an ugly face, and said in a deep voice, "The fire beetle has lost contact." ”

Ryerrong lost his voice and exclaimed, "What? ”

"Could it be that Number 7 is dead?" Zhan Bei guessed.

Only when the "host" is dead will the fire beetle not be perceived.

Wang Meng's face was a little unsightly, "I control it very well, and I won't let No. 7 die." ”

Zhan Bei is an anxious child: "So what the hell is going on?" ”

"Because of me."

Suddenly, a female voice sounded outside the door, like a clear spring falling into a stream.

Hearing it in Bamu's ears, it was like a shock, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the door.

I saw a girl who was dressed ordinarily, but her appearance was not ordinary at all, she looked less than twenty, with a small face the size of a palm, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, and the tails of her eyes were naturally upturned, but there was coldness in her eyes.

Yan Lingxi leaned against the door panel and glanced around.

As far as the eye could see, there were coffins and dozens of ghosts.

I don't believe them if they don't have a problem.

Wang Meng and Zhan Bei said in unison: "It's you!" ”

Ba Mu looked over, and Wang Meng explained in a low voice, "The couple we drove away today is her." ”

Bamu narrowed his eyes.

Wang Meng said, "Now it seems that she should have been suspicious of us for a long time, and she came to test us during the day." ”

Zhan Bei had a temper and scolded when he heard the words, "Fuck, you slut, dare to lie to Lao Tzu!" ”

Yan Lingxi was still smiling, but the coldness in his eyes was almost turning into substance.

"I don't like people scolding me, I'm going to get angry."

Zhan Bei turned a deaf ear, "You fucking you!" Senior brother, this woman knows about us, and she can't let her go! ”

Ba Mu didn't speak, Zhan Bei knew that this was the default meaning.

Zhan Beibei strode up, he was tall, full of tendons and flesh, and he had two inkstones on his head, and under the backdrop of the inkstones, he was like an unshakable hill.

Just using her weight to crush her to death.

Under such natural oppression, no one can remain calm.

But Yan Lingxi's expression remained unchanged, only his mouth opened and closed slightly.

The incantation was pronounced, and just as Zhan Bei was about to come to her, a whip with a faint blue light appeared in her hand.

Ba Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly shouted, "Zhan Bei, come back!" ”

Unfortunately, it was already late.

Yan Lingxi waved his arm, and the whip was like a flexible snake, wrapping around Zhan Bei's tall body.

With a whip in his hand, Yan Lingxi couldn't exert much effort at all, and with a slight force, Zhan Bei was raised.

Zhan Bei's eyes widened in shock.

Yan Lingxi tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I said, I'll be angry." ”

As soon as the words fell, the whip fell heavily.

"Bang-"

Zhan Bei was thrown from a height, dusty, and his face was covered in mush. It's true that he is a mysticist, but he is also an ordinary person, and it is impossible for him to be uninjured after being smashed down from such a high place.

Zhan Bei wrinkled his brows, the smell of rust gushed out of his throat, his mouth opened, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Zhan Bei!"

Zhan Dong exclaimed, hurriedly ran over, and helped his younger brother up, "How is it?" Are you okay? ”

Zhan Bei gritted his teeth, and because of the pain, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

A mouthful, another mouthful of blood spat out, and the entire chin was stained red.

"Zhan Bei!"

Zhan Dong looked at Yan Lingxi and gritted his teeth, "You are simply too deceitful!" ”

Yan Lingxi lowered his eyelids slightly.

Obviously because of the distance, Zhan Bei and the others had the illusion of being despised and disdained.

"I don't like people scolding me, and I don't like to repeat a sentence multiple times."

Yan Lingxi said softly.

"People who make me unhappy usually don't end well."

Yan Lingxi's gaze swept over them one by one.

Everyone, every person, is burdened with dozens of lives!

This is true, an unforgivable sin.

(End of chapter)

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