"What's that?" the ugly man, apparently terrified by the mud-like lump of mud, raised his palms and slapped it towards the ghost.

With a "poof", the ugly man's palms fell directly into the ghostly body.

"Hey, hey, hey. Dark eyes smiled enigmatically at the ugly man. The ugly man didn't sit still, his mouth opened, and countless poisonous needles spewed out at the ghost.

In the muffled sound of "poof, puff", all these poisonous needles had already submerged into the cheeks of the ghost.

"Hey, hey, hey. The Devil continued to sneer, the poisonous needles on his face had already entered his cheeks, but they did not affect the Shade in the slightest.

The ugly man desperately pulled his hands out of his body, but the ghost still sneered, and did not mean to stop the ugly man.

When the ugly man struggled to pull his hands out of his demonic body, he found that his hands were only left with white bones.

At this time, it was still Rakshasa Niang's brain that was a little better, and as soon as she slapped the ground with both hands, she sat directly on Long Xiaomo's shoulder, and directly pinched Long Xiaomo's neck with her hands.

And the crazy dragon Xiaomo didn't know anything about it, and was still howling loudly, encouraging the souls that were gradually moving away.

Rakshasa Niang said gloomily to Yousha: "The Ghost Saint Yan Xiao is really good to his descendants, leaving him such a loyal bodyguard. You don't want to come here, I'll pull his throat out if you come over again. ”

At this time, the ghost suddenly stopped laughing, and stared at the Rakshasa Lady with two eyes. Then I saw Youran like a piece of melted chocolate, gradually submerging into the dirt under your feet.

"Hey, what are you doing. Rakshasa Niang had a sense of fear in her bones for this elusive ghost, and as soon as she let go of her hand, she gradually relaxed her control over Long Xiaomo.

Rakshasa Niang staggered her hands in front of her chest, looking around vigilantly, she no longer had legs, but she was still vigilantly watching whether Long Xiaomo would be surrounded by a big snake on the pole.

Rakshasa Niang only looked at herself, but she didn't notice that the ghost had turned black, and slowly climbed up along Long Xiaomo's body.

Long Xiaomo's body was originally purple, but when the ghost crawled all over his body, it gradually condensed into a piece of armor, a pair of armor that looked very evil from the outside. And this armor looks more compatible with this Shura Dojo at this time.

"Soul Refining Armor. When Qingsi shouted this name, Rakshasa Niang realized that the ghost had completely climbed to Long Xiaomo's body at this time.

Everyone could clearly see that the aura on Yousha's body was continuously incorporated into Long Xiaomo's body.

Long Xiaomo's green eyes were also returning to their normal black at this time, and with the influx of aura, his consciousness was gradually recovering.

Long Xiaomo patted the armor on his body with his hand and said, "Thank you, my old fellow, for saving me in time." ”

A ghostly voice came from inside the armor, and he said lightly: "Isn't my existence just to protect you?" But that's all I can do, and it's up to you to do the rest." ”

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"That's enough, my old fellow. Long Xiaomo raised the sky again and roared loudly as he spoke: "The heavens and the earth are vast, the ghosts of the underworld, I order you in the name of the ghost saint Yan Xiao, come back, soul, return, soul, return." ”

Yan Xiao's spell and ghost have a natural common sense, those souls who had already rushed out of the distance, after hearing Long Xiaomo's command, turned back one after another, whistling, rotating around Long Xiaomo, looking very spectacular. Tens of thousands of souls are like tens of thousands of fireflies, forming the shape of a tornado and constantly rotating around Long Xiaomo, which can be described as a spectacle.

The control of the soul is the skill of the ghost saint Yan Xiao. But after Yan Xiao's death, he didn't want Long Xiaomo to inherit his mantle, he only wanted Long Xiaomo to live safely, so Long Kui didn't teach Long Xiaomo this. Fortunately, these kung fu are not completely cut off, nightshade will not, but the ghost will do. These days, the ghost has intermittently taught Long Xiaomo the kung fu of getting started, the three orders of the netherworld.

Seeing that these souls were almost gathered around him, Long Xiaomo began to cast a spell, stretched out his second finger in the middle of the food, pointed to his Yintang acupoint, and read lightly: "Once the world is shocked, the spiritual platform is clear." ”

With Long Xiaomo's spell, a small blue ball of light ran out from the Yin Tang Acupoint in the center of his eyebrows, as if a small flame ran to Long Xiaomo's fingers.

Long Xiaomo put this fire on his fingertips and shouted, "Disease." Then I saw that the tens of thousands of souls seemed to have received an order, and they rushed into the fire.

The small flame grew tens of thousands of times in an instant, becoming the size of a basketball, forming the legendary Ten Thousand Souls Ball.

Long Xiaomo is casting spells here, and Goryeo Sanying is not idle. The evil arhat was the first to pounce, holding the huge mace in his hand, and roared in his mouth: "After playing so many tricks, in the end, you don't have to fight hard, let's see the real chapter under your hands." As he spoke, he smashed his head and face towards Long Xiaomo.

The evil Arhat looked confused, but his brain was very sufficient, he knew that today was a matter of life and death, and he couldn't do it if he didn't work hard, so he sacrificed the highest skill, and the mace in his hand didn't know what was going on, and it grew in the wind, and the mace that was more than two feet long suddenly grew to more than a zhang long, and he didn't know whether it was illusion or the condensation of his own aura. He shouted: "Goryeo stick." ”

Long Xiaomo held the Ten Thousand Souls Ball in both hands, lifted it upward, and immediately caught the Goryeo stick of the evil Arhat.

"Bang. With a sound, Long Xiaomo's Ten Thousand Soul Ball was like a feather duster, and it was scattered all of a sudden.

When the evil arhat saw that he had succeeded in the blow, he sneered, revealing his mouth full of sparse yellow teeth, and said: "Little white face, your Ten Thousand Soul Balls are the same as your people, they are useless." After a long time of bells and whistles, it was still not broken by the master all at once. ”

Long Xiaomo was also a little stunned. It was the first time he had used this trick, and he had such an effect that he had not expected.

But the evil arhat didn't rejoice for long, and the broken ball of ten thousand souls did not scatter in all directions, but circled along the huge Goryeo stick, constantly winding.

"The third brother let go. The ugly man shouted from the side. The evil arhat didn't know what was going on, but out of instinctive trust in the ugly man, he subconsciously put his hand on it

The mace was thrown.

At the moment when the mace was thrown out, there was a "bang", and the huge Goryeo stick turned into flying ash.

Just when the evil arhat was still in a daze, those souls suddenly gathered on the evil arhat's body.

"His grandmother's, don't look for me, get out of here. The evil arhat shouted and began to run wildly, but he did not take two steps before he collapsed to the ground. The whole body turned into black charcoal, and the face was withered, which was very terrifying.

After sucking the evil arhats, although these souls were still in high spirits, they still ran to Long Xiaomo's side, and constantly rotated around Long Xiaomo, like a tornado.

Originally, Rakshasa Niang and the ugly man were ready to shoot one after another, but Long Xiaomo's hand was so terrifying that they were directly scared to stand on the spot.

Long Xiaomo said slowly: "We Central Plains people say that if we do too much injustice, we will kill ourselves. You went on a killing spree, killing tens of thousands of poor people to form a thousand souls rushing to the city, but I didn't expect to make me a wedding dress in the end. Even if you kill you tens of thousands of times, it is not too much to kill you according to the iniquity you have committed, so accept your fate. ”

Rakshasa said: "Hmph, hairy boy, has your hair grown up? As she spoke, she slapped her hands on the ground, jumped up, and roared, "Shura Thousand Ninjutsu." ”

Rakshasa Niang is the highest level of spiritual power present, even if Long Xiaomo has the help of the ghostly evil, he does not dare to be careless at all.

After the Rakshasa Lady jumped into the air, her entire body formed a ball of flesh and spun rapidly in mid-air.

Qingsi said: "I'll rub, is this the reincarnation of Nezha? ”

The ball of meat spun around, and suddenly a stream of blood sword suddenly came out of an inadvertent place. Emotional Rakshasa Niang uses her own blood as a weapon, I don't know how much blood is in her body and how long she can last.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, it has become indestructible under the blessing of Yuanying's top-level spiritual power level, so Long Xiaomo definitely doesn't dare to underestimate it.

He recited the mantra, and the spirits around him accelerated like snowflakes, enveloping Long Xiaomo densely in it.

With a sound of "Zhu", Rakshasa Niang's blood sword quickly penetrated the package of the soul outside, and shot directly on Long Xiaomo's soul refining armor.

Long Xiaomo knew that the blood sword was strong, but he didn't know that the blood sword was so strong, so he directly stabbed a big hole in the soul refining armor on his chest. Fortunately, the soul refining armor unloaded most of its power, and Long Xiaomo mobilized aura to protect his chest.

Despite this, Long Xiaomo was knocked away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Shui Linglong and Qingsi next to "Xiaomo" and "Xiaomo" respectively heard concerned voices and stood up in front of Long Xiaomo.

"Zhu", "Zhu", "Zhu", and three blood swords sprayed over, Long Xiaomo pushed away the two women who were blocking in front of him, and jumped up himself, and he didn't forget to scold and scold in his mouth: "Women are really troublesome, don't get in the way." ”

The three of them dodged the three blood swords respectively. But the blood sword seemed to have life, and it came back from behind, one attacked Shui Linglong, and two attacked Long Xiaomo, but let Qingsi go, it seems that Qingsi really has a bit of incense.