The Mo family took out the soul sword that he was standing on the ground, and when he saw the black and gray soul, he crawled out of the ground.

More convinced of his guess, I'm afraid there is another ...... A monster that can use the Black Ash Death Miasma, which once stopped here.

This is not difficult to explain why Meng Po's strength is so humble.

I'm afraid she's ...... before Encountered a fierce battle that is difficult to get rid of.

The Mo family thought of something, but he shook his head.

After removing the streak, he turned to look at the boy who had broken free from the gallows.

His neck was scraped, and only half of his flesh and bones were left together, and his blood-black hair fell to the ground after being stained with blood.

Chen Ming was about to fall like a severed, half-bodied puppet.

Mo Jia Qianji stretched out his hand and pushed, his shoulders approached, and he pushed the young man up.

The close-fitting appearance was quite strange and funny, reminding him of a ...... who had been practicing for two and a half years

Mo Jia Qianji, forehead on the young man's chin, "It's okay, right?" Don't die on me......"

At this time, the Mo family saw black and blue hair growing from the severed limbs of the young man.

Like a spider's web, it forms a boxy state.

After connecting the two pieces of flesh together, the broken arms bordered again.

At this moment, the Mo family had a thousand chances, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes.

In a flash! He couldn't feel the boy's presence, he straightened up and looked around......

He didn't see Chen Ming's figure, and then he only saw the young man squatting on the stone in the distance, which was very familiar.

When the Mo family Qianji raised his head, he sneered, as if he had thought of something, "Your kid's ability is really strange, can you directly plunder other people's moves?" ”

But the boy is not proficient in using it now, perhaps because his own qi and blood are too weak.

The skill of weakening memory and the unconscious attack had little effect on the memory in the mind of the Mo family.

It was only a brief moment of distraction, but at least it proved that the power in the young man was terrible now.

Swallow the heavens and the earth for his own use, like the Lord who created all things, a strange and bewitching power.

After the Mo family's Qianji palm was transformed, the soul sword disappeared after being mutilated, turning into a soul and entangled around his body.

He took out a small lump of wounded medicine and flesh from the ghost bag around his waist and applied it directly to his body.

Supplement meat with meat, eat what you eat!

Soon, the body of the Mo family Qianji gradually recovered as before.

He hung himself, the tattered black and white robe, and a decent scholar's dress.

He walked on the obscene road and turned his head to look at Chen Ming, "You know how difficult it is to pass this ghost gate, if you want to go back now, I can give you a ride...... You won't be charged for your round-trip ticket! ”

Chen Ming snorted lightly, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "Only if I haven't died into a mess of rotten meat, I will never leave, and it's not my style to give up halfway!" ”

The Mo family looked at the young man who limped and walked towards the end of the darkness.

"The stubbornness and courage of young people may be a poison that makes them arrogant and ignorant!" ”

……

The two walked onto the Nai He Bridge and looked at the rolling yellow sand below.

Countless bones inside are being washed away.

After Chen Ming saw this scene, he asked thoughtfully, "Are there really ghosts and spirits in this world?" Or can our remaining souls go back and forth with reality? ”

The Mo family laughed playfully, "Don't expect an afterlife, people will die when they die!" If you die, you cannot be resurrected or born again...... Isn't the truth of the world that simple? ”

Chen Ming moved his gaze away from the river of quicksand......

The young man next to him opened his mouth again and explained: "I don't know if there is an afterlife, maybe you have someone to worry about, but when you die, you can only become a weak soul, which can be devoured or left in the world!" ”

Since Chen Ming first saw the Mo family's Qianji, this guy could feel that there was a trace of obsession left in his body, which belonged to his sister's obsession.

Besides, he could still spit out this thing accurately, Chen Ming felt a little sleepy, and now he had to ask for it.

Turning his head and glaring at the Mo family, "How do you know my remaining obsessions, and how ......much can you see through me?"

The Mo family was not sure how to see it, so he opened the book of life and death, and on a page of paper, he saw the life character belonging to the young man.

There were multiple souls mixed up above, but when you looked up, it seemed to be the effect of a death miasma!

makes the Mo family have the same strong perception as Si Ming, and can peek into the depths of the soul.

He saw only a few vague shadows, in other ways, remaining next to the boy.

There are many things that you can't figure out......

Mo Jia Qianji scratched his head, "I can't explain it clearly!" There are so many things you forget every day, so why not forget about it? ”

Then the Mo family walked forward with a smile, and then came to the other end of the Nai He Bridge.

Chen Ming knew that he had discussed too much with this guy, and he wouldn't hand it all over.

Besides, even the Mo family has some things that they can't know, buried in the bottom of their hearts.

For example, how did the Mo family Qianji himself be born, since the Mo family Qianji became an adult, he has lost the memory of his childhood.

It was as if he was a monkey jumping out of a stone, and the remnants of heaven and earth aura and ghosts and evil spirits constituted his physical body.

The ancient soul gave him sanity......

It seems that the only purpose of his life is to inherit the clothes of a certain guy, and the dog thing that remains in the world is a puppet raised by others in the world.

It's just a lump of meat created by an old thing in order to prolong its own life.

When the Mo family knew about this, he tried his best to resist, but it was obvious that he tried his best.

to rob the soul and enrich his strength, but he can only climb to a position that is neither high nor low......

Perhaps the only purpose of his life in this life was to become a vessel of some god.

The Mo family laughed at himself, "Isn't living in the world just for a little obsession?" You say yes! Guru? ”

Mo Jia Qianji turned his head and smiled at a soil bodhisattva next to him, but saw that the next moment, this earth bodhisattva slowly raised his head.

A layer of black ash on his body faded and his feet protruded from the base.

He was an ascetic sitting cross-legged in the mountains and jungles, and had maintained this position for almost several years.

Sitting between heaven and earth without eating or drinking, this is the first time I have met, and there is a living soul talking to me.

He turned his head, looked at the man who appeared in front of him, and nodded, "Amitabha!" Is the donor heading to Elysium? Ahead lies the end of the souls of all things! ”

Mo Jia Qianji felt a burst of amusement staring at this little old man, the old man's face completely faded to flesh, like a pool of stagnant water, living like a half dead corpse.

Mo Jia Qianji stretched out his hand and tugged at the old man's robe.

The was a rag, and it didn't look like a Buddhist monk at all.

It's like a beggar buried in a pit that has been dug out of the pit.

But seeing that the monk was not angry or threatening, he just slowly withdrew his feet and sat on the high platform again, "If the donor is fine, don't disturb the old man's practice, this mountain ghost ...... I still need my excess! ”

Then the Mo family looked at the old man and returned to a half-squatting posture.

Six of his heavenly spirit covers were burned incense and lit out, and after the points were torn upward, the whole head directly became hollowed out.

At the hole that was broken above, the cerebrospinal fluid was poured upward, trying to penetrate the door of the brain!

Countless strange spirits entered the head through those holes, and there was still no trace of emotional change on the monk's face.

Neither angry nor painful, as if this kind of using his brain to absorb the remnants of heaven and earth is just his daily work.

The Mo family naturally knew that this old man, who claimed to be a super-revenant, was nothing more than a wild ghost......

Coiled in the mountains to house smaller ghosts, to put it bluntly...... It's a lot of people with Meng Po and those guys who are black and white!

It's just that I don't dare to cut off the big ones, and I only dare to catch some scattered small wild souls.

Chen Ming stood beside him, watching the conversation between the Mo family Qianji and the old abbot, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes, "What the hell is this doing?" Since the other party has no ill will towards us...... Then ......"

But Chen Minggang was about to persuade the Mo family to ignore the old man and continue to hurry.

But he saw that Mo Jia Qianji slashed one hand directly at Lao Gu's forehead, and slammed it, and immediately half of his face was torn apart.

The Mo family's thousand machines, their own human skin face, was covered on Lao Wei's face.

The Mo family laughed wildly, "Old thing! Don't play here, if you want to deal with Xiaosheng, just take action! ”

The old abbot in front of him, a big hand!

A black-and-gray ring knife came out of the flesh, and the earth shook violently.

The black ash scattered around it floated high into the air, obscuring the view.

At this moment, with the help of the moment of obscuring his vision, the monk rolled his body and fled into the mountains and forests.

He turned his body sideways, revealing half of the face that belonged to the Mo family.

The black and gray face smiled coldly, "There are many hardships in the mortal world, and Lao Na will help the two of them bear it!" Hee-hee-hee-hee...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

After the Mo family Qianji slowly stood up, the dementor sword in his hand, after the convergence of many black and white souls, slowly took on the appearance of a sword.

Chen Ming wanted to ask something, but Mo Jia Qianji said directly, "If there is something to talk about later, let's solve this old thing first!" ”

What does the Mo family say...... It's also someone who has been in the ghost domain a few times.

He knows a lot about this kind of guy who likes to disguise himself as a stone carving.

The other party is a more disgusting faction in the wild cultivation, although the power is not large, but the methods are extremely cruel.

They call themselves great good people who have gone beyond the dead, but in fact they are killing others.

then use the identity and soul of others to live the other person's life.

Then they wait for the next prey, alternating back and forth, so that they survive, with the help of other people's identities and souls, they are notoriously parasites.

But they have a good reputation for helping the donor experience the suffering and help the donor through this life.

These monks all belong to the same force - abstinence card!

And the gang that these monks serve and condense is called the ninth seat of the abstinence card - the Infernal Temple!

What wanders inside is just a group of imps and ghasts.

But the guy who gets a little tricky is really difficult to deal with.

At this time, the Mo family's Qianji, the soul sword was raised slightly, and his side ...... Ghosts and spirits seem to be looking for a target.

However, the bamboo forest in the distance is dark and deep.

Countless pieces of dough came out of it, and at the moment, the Mo family was a thousand machines, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Then he looked to the side, and the young man who had already shown strong hostility!

It seems that Chen Ming has realized that there are probably a lot of ghosts and spirits left in that bamboo forest.

Mo Jia Qianji laughed, "It seems that we are indeed ...... provoked a group of imps, the monks in the Infernal Temple, what they are best at is bringing imps! ”

Chen Ming didn't know what the Mo family's Infernal Temple was, but he knew what he was supposed to do......

Chen Ming's face turned purple with bitterness for a while, "I hope these ghosts come to us for trouble, not the trouble you caused......"