Chapter 17: The White-Faced Ghost (Asking for Tickets~)

"You haven't even cultivated the golden body of the demon, and your cultivation is not enough. Interesting, if you go down to this battle bone platform by yourself, the poor road will not hurt your life, what do you think?"

The stinky Taoist priest suddenly came to this set of benevolence and compassion, and kept stroking his goatee while talking, with a sanctimonious posture.

But if he was really a merciful man, he wouldn't have attacked suddenly just now.

Besides, Lisheng had already been injured by him.

Fortunately, Lisheng could see at a glance that this Taoist priest looked like a villain, and he deliberately took a step back just now, so that he was not hurt by his palm.

She has seen a lot of this kind of person, and of course she is too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Don't talk nonsense, I still want to avenge the palm just now!" Even if she doesn't cultivate, she is not a bully!

Xiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he didn't wait for Qixing's reaction that night, he raised his left hand, and waved it towards his chest like him.

Because Evening Qixing knew that Lisheng had no cultivation, even if he received her fist head-on, he would not cause harm to him who had the immortal spirit body.

So he didn't dodge.

However, what he didn't know was that there was a 'Soul Destroying Ring' on Lisheng's hand that would absorb Lingyuan, and this ring strengthened the Lingyuan he had just applied to Lisheng's body and turned it into her power.

In addition, there is still a small amount of weak west wind spirit element left in the ring, and this punch is like divine help.

only heard the sound of "dong", and while everyone held their breath, Mu Ran was surprised.

The one who flew out turned out to be the late seven stars!

I saw him cross half of the sky like a meteor, and then fell on the head of the black dragon with a 'bang', a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he lost consciousness.

Lisheng looked at him and fell to the ground like a mess of mud, his eyes were slightly picked, first surprised, and then saw that Qixing didn't move that night, and cold sweat came out.

It can't be dead, right?

didn't dare to think about it, Lisheng immediately ran to his side quickly.

"Old man, you didn't..."

I just wanted to try to see if Qixing was still breathing that night, but a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blue and white satin boots were clean.

Lisheng hurriedly raised his head, and his slightly frightened eyes fell on the face of the comer.

I saw a tall slender man with a white face like Bai Impermanence standing in front of him, and strangely his facial organs could not be seen very clearly.

Lisheng couldn't help frowning slightly.

This man is really strange, he is obviously white-faced, but he is still wearing a white robe, which makes him a white flour strip.

And if you look closely, you can't help but be surprised.

This person turned out to be not human, and she could vaguely see a small white snake wrapped around his head.

Although he was surprised why he could suddenly see the white snake, it could be seen that the white-faced ghost's eyes were not friendly, and standing beside him, he could clearly feel a wave of disobedience.

However, carp sheng is a professional fraud.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman?"

"Are you really a demon?"

The white-faced ghost didn't pay attention to the divergence of the carp, and in a hazy tone, the black and long nails pointed at the carp, and said leisurely: "If it's really a demon, then why can't I see your primordial god?"

Genshin?

How did that sound like it should be shown to him?

Who is he?

Lisheng had just come out of the enchantment, just like the monkey brother who had just jumped out of the stone, and she naturally didn't know about the Eight Desolations.

But even though she didn't know him, she remembered that there were still four people to win, so she didn't rush to answer his question, but carefully looked at the 'ghost' in front of her.

Although his eyes were a little unkind, the breath in his body was not chaotic at all, and those clear blue eyes were looking at her without dodging at the moment, and he was by no means the same person as the evening Qixing.

Most people like this have some formal education and are more orthodox in their thinking.

Lisheng thought about it, and after all, according to the usual routine, he snorted coldly and naturally.

"I can't see it, naturally it's because your cultivation is not as good as mine. ”

"Ahh

The white-faced ghost was surprised for a moment when he heard this, and then there was silence, and the white face had no expression, which was inexplicably very scary.

Lisheng's heart couldn't help but raise his throat, but he continued to pretend to be domineering and asked: "You think you can see all the demon spirits, but you can't see me." Saying that your cultivation is not as good as mine, is it wrong for me to say it?"

“......”

"Then do you and I still need to compare?" Lisheng smiled between his lips, and deliberately glanced at the fainting Wan Qixing.

The white-faced ghost noticed this look, but at this time, he could clearly see his embarrassed look, his blue eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked like Luo Jue.

“... This is true, but I lost. ”

He said this suddenly, and then flicked the satin sleeves that mopped the floor, and disappeared into the battle bone platform in the blink of an eye like a ghost, without even giving the carp time to react.

Lisheng opened his mouth, but there was no trace of him.

Hey, hey, this white-faced ghost is so simple!

However, in this case, she should be happy that she has won two in a row.

And the white-faced ghost suddenly appeared under the battle bone stage, and as soon as he appeared, a little girl wearing a blue and white satin shorts and shorts came over.

Qi bangs, big eyes, long eyelashes, and an extremely cute face.

"Little White Brother, why are you cowardly?" the words spoken by the childish voice were completely uncute.

"What's wrong?" the white-faced ghost touched his chin and shook his head to retort, thought about it, and finally said helplessly: "I... I can't see her spirit. ”

All the demon spirits above and below these eight desolations, even the ancient divine beasts can't hide under his eyes, and suddenly there is one that can't be seen no matter what, he naturally has some taboos.

When the little girl heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes: "Let's just say that you are simple, right? That little demon has not yet cultivated into a golden body, and it is strange that you can see your 'blue eyes'! You were tricked by her!"

"Ahh Also. The white-faced ghost reacted slowly, but he was not angry, and turned his head to look at the slightly trembling carp on the battle bone platform.

Smiled lightly, waved his hand, and silently took off the white mask on his face, revealing a face that seemed to be finely carved by God, with smooth lines drawing a shallow face outline as beautiful as a forging brocade, and light blue eyes were quiet and kind.

"Little White Brother, the capital lord specially asked you to participate in the battle of bones, so as to win the Spirit Blood Pill to revive the prestige of our Juejue Fantasy Capital, you see what you have done... I don't care, you can explain to him yourself when you go back! That old peacock has lost a lot of hair lately, and his temper is not good, and I don't want to provoke him..."

The little girl muttered, and the cute baby face was extremely disgusted, and then turned around and disappeared.

It was a white-faced ghost, whose soft gaze was fixed on Lisheng, and he was not affected by the little girl's words, and he didn't look away for a long time.

Thinking about what Lisheng said and did, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Strange little demon..."

"It's strange that you!Brother Xiaobai, don't you have a crush on her? Hey, you have a marriage contract with Sister Mengli! Oh, let's go back quickly!"

Unexpectedly, the little girl jumped out again, muttering, and pulled the white-faced ghost to hide her figure together.

And Luo Jue saw that Li Sheng had beaten the late seven stars just now, his expression was slightly solemn, but he did not have a trace of joy.

Tianshan Temple is a nameless place, and the name of the Late Seven Stars is rarely heard, and only people like Wu Wei, who are good at gathering intelligence, will have an impression.

Although the Void Palm of the Evening Seven Stars is good, the Spirit Yuan is insufficient, and if the carp sheng has half a trace of cultivation, it will definitely not cause harm to her.

But later, the void palm that Lisheng made according to the gourd painting scoop was more powerful than the late Qixing, and the discerning person would naturally find that it was the ring on her hand that made it ghost.

"Sir, what should I do?"

Inuhui also realized this and couldn't help but worry.

Luo Jue's brows furrowed, his eyes turned slightly, and said, "First find a way to divert the attention of Lei Yin Mountain's gang..."

As he spoke, another man stood on the battle bone platform.

If you are really afraid, you will come to whatever you want, and the person who comes is the disciple of Lei Yin Mountain.

This person was dressed in a light gray robe, with a red lotus embroidered on the cuffs, clear eyebrows, and a handsome face.

"In the lower thunderclouds, it is the seat of Susa Peak of Leiyin Mountain, the disciple of Sumeru, dare to ask the girl's name?"

Reading this person looks okay, no, it's very polite, Lisheng replied.

"Carp. ”

"Carp girl..."

"If you want to do it, hurry up. "Lisheng was quite impatient.

After standing on this battle bone platform for a long time, I always feel that there is a cold aura constantly entering my body from under my feet, and I feel weak.

When Lei Yun heard this, he was not polite, and then put on a posture: "Please also ask Miss Lisheng to give advice." ”

Lisheng didn't talk nonsense, he followed his example, opened his hand, and put on a good posture.

"Before you do it, I want to tell the girl—" The thundercloud spoke again.

It's quite ink.

Lisheng frowned impatiently.

"It's a spell to cultivate in the next place, if you lose your sense of proportion for a while..."

"It doesn't matter. Can we get started?"

Lisheng has never understood the art of immortals, so he naturally does not understand the power of this spell. When she was restrained by the layers of the 'Trapped Beast Battle' cast by Thundercloud and was completely unable to move, she wrinkled her brows and yelled at him.

"You tie me up, how can we compare? You have the ability to let go!"

"Are you afraid that I will beat you like that stinky Taoist priest? If you let me go, I will beat you with a little strength?