In the cold and deep cold, with a hoarse voice like a throat cut.

As soon as this voice sounded, I became alert.

On the spot, he pulled out the snake bone whip hanging from his waist and looked around.

Around the calm surroundings, the yin wind is blowing at this moment, and the dead wood and rotten grass are constantly swaying.

There was a sound of "swish", a cold feeling, like a tide, surging in front of me in waves.

However, the sound was like a surround sound, and it was impossible to tell which direction it was coming from.

"Master!"

I shouted alertly.

The master was quite addicted to smoking, and not only was he not nervous at this time, but he also lit a cigarette for himself.

"Click" lit the fireway.

In the cold air, only the sound of the master smoking a cigarette was heard.

The eight grim-faced ghosts around them still stood motionless, no different from fools.

The master exhaled a puff of smoke, and then spoke:

"Don't panic, little ginger! You remember.

The more scared you are, the more you fear in your heart, and the weaker the Qi in your body becomes.

The lower the self-yang fire.

The reason why those dirty things like to be scary is that they just have this stinky fart.

It is because they are afraid of the fire in us, and they are afraid of the fire in us. ”

The master said it lightly, but these words are all from experience.

I nodded again and again:

"I remember the master! But if this thing doesn't come out, how can we deal with him? ”

After listening to me, the master took a sharp sip in his mouth.

This bite was directly smoked in half.

Cigarette butts glow red.

Finally, the master picked up half a cigarette butt, followed by a squint of his eyes, and flicked it violently.

The cigarette butt "popped" and flew to a position in front of the right.

It was so fast that I barely reacted.

Then I heard a scream:

"Ahh

Then, more than ten meters away, a burst of black fog surged.

A red flame appeared out of thin air.

In the flames, a ghost in white appeared.

The ghost was directly catapulted out, slammed into the rocks not far away, and landed on the ground again.

"Isn't this coming out!"

The master's face was calm.

I looked at the master with admiration.

The master is worthy of being the strongest corpse collector in our mountain city, and a cigarette butt will directly bounce off a ghost.

And the sneaky one quickly stood up.

Covered in black air.

In the blink of an eye, he covered himself with red flames and extinguished them.

At this moment, I also saw the sneaky appearance clearly.

It's a middle-aged male ghost dressed in white.

A pair of white dead fish eyes, staring at us viciously.

On his pale face, there were black blood-colored lines, which looked very terrifying.

"What a stinky old man, he actually has some Taoism!"

Hearing this, my master and I were stunned.

Because I've heard from my master before.

The white-eyed ghosts are all bloodthirsty and fierce people who have lost their minds and only have animal nature and instinct.

But the middle-aged ghost in front of him feels a little different.

And the master also noticed this.

Somewhat surprised:

"Yo! It's a ghost cultivator! ”

"Ghost cultivator?"

I subconsciously spoke.

The master explained on the side:

"It's a sneaky person who knows how to practice, but looking at the ghost cultivator in front of him, his whole body is so heavy.

If you still eat these ghosts, you must be an evil cultivator, and you must be killed.

Otherwise, more people will have to die in the future. ”

The ghost cultivator stared at us viciously, and continued to say hoarsely:

"Stinky old man, the well water does not interfere with the river water.

You'd better get out of here.

Otherwise, I will let you die a miserable death, and we will make me bacon to eat here." ”

My master disagreed:

"Huh! Do you dare to speak wildly in front of me?

Lao Tzu can kill you with one hand. ”

The master's attitude was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Not to mention the middle-aged ghost cultivator, even if I read it, I feel that the master is too high-profile?

The middle-aged ghost Xiu rolled his eyes:

"Damn!"

The black qi broke out all over his body, and a more gloomy and evil aura surged in.

The oppressive aura made me take a step back.

The middle-aged ghost repaired, and his nails skyrocketed, revealing sharp fangs.

Let out a strange roar and pounce on us.

Menacing, extremely oppressive.

And the master, however, was not affected in any way, but said:

"Little ginger, look at it. This palm will be very handsome, and the teacher will only demonstrate it to you once. ”

The master's tone was calm, but his left hand was one-handed, rapidly changing the mudra.

My eyes widened and I didn't dare to miss a change in my handprint.

The other hand, on the other hand, has been transformed into a palm.

Vaguely, I felt a tingling sensation.

Like an electric shock, the hairs on my body stood on end.

The middle-aged ghost cultivator was menacing, roaring, with black qi rolling.

"Dead ......"

The middle-aged ghost cultivator jumped into the air, with sharp claws in his hands, with billowing black gas.

He slammed down the door in front of the master.

Sharp ghost claws, in the moonlight, chilling to the bones.

I was terrified, ready to help.

But my thoughts, apparently, are superfluous.

The master's left hand has formed a handprint that has never been seen before.

He looked at the middle-aged ghost cultivator who pounced, and whispered in his mouth:

"Rayfa; Palm. Thunder! ”

Between the words, I vaguely heard the sound of the electric current.

It was as if there was an electric light, from the master's body, straight to the master's right hand.

At the same time, I saw the master's right hand, pointing directly at the middle-aged ghost cultivator.

The speed was so fast that it came into contact with the ghost claw of the ghost cultivator for a moment.

I only heard the sound of "boom", like a dry thunder on a sunny day.

The sound rang out, and a white arc flickered.

The middle-aged ghost cultivator who pounced on him let out a miserable scream on the spot:

"Ah......h

This sound was particularly tragic, the whole body flew directly upside down more than five meters away, smashed to the ground and rolled, convulsions all over the body, and even the current beating of "Zizizi" could be seen.

Looking at the master again, the palm of his hand jumped a few arcs.

With a wave of his hand, he disappeared without a trace.

Handsome! Cruel! Hang the bomb sky!

At this moment, my worship of the master was almost at the limit......

Lei Fa, the master would actually use this kind of legendary transcendent spell that could only be seen in TV series or movies before.

When the master saw me looking at him adoringly, he smiled slightly:

"Go over and drag that ghost over to me!"

I came back to my senses and nodded again and again:

"Okay master."

I walked forward quickly with the snake bone whip and came to the middle-aged male ghost.

He was already dying, without the ferocity just now, and his body was still shaking.

I took the snake whip, put it around his neck, and dragged him back like a dead dog.

When he arrived in front of the master, the master stepped on the face of the middle-aged ghost:

"Let's talk about it! What did you do before you died? Where did you learn this method of eating people's souls and cultivating evil laws? ”