Chapter 518: Sing to Me!

If this is replaced by other timid people who are afraid of ghosts, they must be frightened at this moment, not to mention screaming, but they will also tremble and retreat rapidly, but ...... Whether it was the woman in white or the seven little ghosts beside her, they would never have predicted that the person they were facing at the moment did not have the slightest fear of the so-called strange soul body, and even Wang Baole's face showed a trace of impatience.

Almost right here, the moment the white-clothed female ghost pounced, Wang Baole glared directly, raised his right foot without hesitation, and suddenly kicked it over with a bang.

kicked the body of the female ghost in white, ignoring its soul, as if it had kicked the real body, causing the female ghost to let out a miserable scream, and her body was suddenly kicked back dozens of feet away.

"Just this little ability, pretending to be a ghost?" Wang Baole snorted coldly, raised his right hand to attract souls, and suddenly a double image appeared in his hand, this ghost directly turned into a huge dark ghost hand, as soon as this ghost hand came out, the cold aura around him was much stronger than Fang Cai, if the yin wind that appeared in this woman was compared to a powerful ghost, then at this moment, Wang Baole's body erupted into a ghost king that surpassed the ghost!

As soon as he grabbed the soul-attracting hand, the white-clothed woman who was kicked away, the facial features that had originally disappeared, re-transformed at this moment, her expression showed an unbelievable horror, and she wanted to escape with a scream, but it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, its body was grabbed by Wang Baole's soul-attracting hand.

made this female ghost with an illusory body unable to struggle at all, and was instantly grabbed by Wang Baole's neck and dragged directly in front of her.

"It's just a matter of pretending to be a ghost, but you're fiddling in front of your grandfather Wang?" Wang Baole glared, grabbed the female ghost and picked it up, and hit the ground, as if he was still angry, he directly raised his foot on the female ghost's body, and kicked several times in a row, making the female ghost's screams more and more miserable.

And its cultivation, which was originally comparable to the Great Perfection of the Jiedan, at this moment, in front of Wang Baole, was like a fragile piece of paper, and it couldn't play at all, as if it had encountered a natural enemy!

And the aura that it exudes that can make all the living frightened is also in Wang Baole's place, there is no doubt that it has no effect...... As Wang Baole, who is the son of Hades, the souls he has fiddled with in the Dark Dream are not tens of millions, but there are millions of them, and there are too many ghosts that surpass the level of this white-clothed female ghost, and even slaughter a world exists, but they are all extremely well-behaved in front of Wang Baole, and they dare not make the slightest mistake.

After all...... The Hades Sect is a behemoth that ferries souls, Wang Baole is a son of the Hades, if he is bluffed by this little ghost, he thinks that the fallen ancestors of the Hades Sect will be resurrected angrily.

And at this moment, under Wang Baole's punches and kicks, the female ghost screamed more and more miserable, and even began to beg for mercy, but it didn't help, and the change in the style of painting was too shocking, so that the seven little ghosts, all of them were dumbfounded, and even two of them were directly scared to cry.

This is a real cry, not an eerie and weird result from their breath, but this cry is a little ugly, Wang Baole glared.

"Shut up, cry and eat you again, sing to me!"

When he shouted, the two little ghosts who cried out suddenly trembled, and they stopped convulsing, and then trembled, they wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, they wanted to run but didn't dare to run, they could only watch their mother being punched and kicked by Wang Baole, and they were about to be scattered.

So one by one, trembling, they began to sing.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm hungry......"

"Mom, your fingers don't taste good, I'm so hungry, I still want to eat......"

"Don't hit me, don't kill me, don't peel off my skin, mom, I'm ......in so much pain," the seven little ghosts trembled, and at this moment, when the song echoed, they felt for the first time that this song was too terrifying, and they were all scared when they sang and sang.

Until Wang Baole got tired of hearing it, and with a wave of his hand, these seven little ghosts hurriedly retreated, and all fled, in their young hearts, at this moment, Wang Baole had been classified to the same level as the demon god, which was extremely terrifying.

As the seven little ghosts fled, Wang Baole kicked a few more times, until the female ghost in white was already unconscious, and her body was about to drift away, he grabbed it, put it in front of him, stared at it, and snorted.

"It's the first time I've seen a little ghost like you, and you dare to appear in front of me, so I'll think about eating you. Wang Baole said lightly, he had seen some disciples of the Hades Sect in his dreams, who had secretly eaten ghosts, anyway, the Hades Sect was so big, and if he ate a few occasionally, no one would check it, and it was useless to check it, after all, the Hades Sect was the enforcer of the soul.

Although he hadn't eaten it, he also knew the method here, especially now that there was a serious shortage of snacks, Wang Baole had been woken up hungry in the middle of the night many times in the past few months, and looking at the female ghost at this moment, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and lick his lips.

Resisting the urge to eat this ghost, Wang Baole felt that it was better to check the neighborhood first, so he put it away directly, and then walked to Fang Mu's corpse, and after checking it, his face was a little ugly.

Based on the understanding of ghosts in the Underworld Sect, Wang Baole has seen that this Fang Mu was not killed by the soul body, but died from soul searching, and there were no other injuries on his body, obviously he was suppressed by someone in an instant, and after forcibly searching for souls, because his brain could not bear it, his brain collapsed, and his soul flew away.

This method can be said to be extremely cruel, so that after Wang Baole was silent, he checked it and took away Fang Mu's body, after all, they were all hundred sons of the Federation, and although they were dead now, they couldn't be buried in another place.

In silence, Wang Baole was very irritable, although when he came to this bronze ancient sword, everyone was mentally prepared, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, Wang Baole still sighed in his heart.

But he quickly sorted out his emotions, looked up at the golden beetle, and went straight to the big pit of the carapace, and after checking it, he found that there were two corpses inside.

One of the corpses was a middle-aged man, wearing the Dao robe of the Vast Dao Palace, his clothes were torn, and he had been dead for many years, and the dead qi on his body was strong at the same time, even if he died, the fluctuations emanating from this person's body made Wang Baole's eyes shrink.

And the other corpse that died with him was not the cultivation of the Vast Dao Palace, but a ...... with three heads and six arms Weiyang Clan!!

The two of them apparently went through a great battle before their deaths, and they both died together, and this beetle was obviously one of the two airships, and with the death of the two of them many years ago, this beetle also fell and was buried in this high ground.

This time, with the change of the region, it only rose from the sea of fire, and it is conceivable that after a while, everything here will disappear in the next regional change.

And the treasures of the two of them are gone, not to mention items such as identity tokens, Wang Baole doesn't believe that it was destroyed, he prefers to believe that it was taken away in advance.

The person who took it away had the slightest possibility that he was the murderer who killed Fang Mu.

"Kill Fang Mu, and lay out ...... here" Wang Baole searched, but there was nothing to gain, after leaving the Beetle, he simply took out the unconscious female ghost, grabbed her neck and shook it violently, the female ghost woke up immediately, and after seeing Wang Baole clearly, she immediately screamed, and her body trembled like chaff.

"No matter how noisy it is, I'll eat you!" Wang Baole said lightly.

The female ghost suddenly shut up, although she was still trembling, but she didn't dare to shout a word.

"Tell me, here's what's going on. Wang Baole looked at the female ghost in white and asked slowly, his tone was calm, but when it fell on the female ghost's soul, it made her tremble again, and she didn't dare to hide it at all, and her consciousness was vague.

"Weiyang tribe...... Control...... Attract...... Kill you......"

"En?" Wang Baole heard this, his eyes shrank suddenly, and a dark fire flew into the female ghost's eyebrows, and then flew back, this is a small spell that Wang Baole learned in the Hades Sect, which can test the truth of what the soul body said, and then asked carefully, and the color was even more gloomy after a while, he understood that there was a living Weiyang clan, who manipulated this female ghost to come here, in order to kill himself.

But obviously, this Weiyang clan didn't expect that he was a son of the underworld, and the last thing he was afraid of was the soul.

Wang Baole's mind was full of thoughts, although he only knew a clue, and the white-clothed female ghost was not very clear, but he still felt that the water on the vast Dao Palace and the bronze ancient sword was very deep.

"There are still living Weiyang clans?!" Wang Baole took a deep breath and decided that it would be better to leave here as soon as possible, so he was about to deal with this female ghost, but at this moment......

In the open space in the distance, the seven imps who had originally fled appeared cautiously with fear in trembling.