The skeleton that has reached the golden body stage has been molded into its own golden body, which is different from the ordinary physical body, but is the real body that truly belongs to itself. This step is also crucial.

Feeling that the real body was filled with violent energy, the ghost cloth was overjoyed, his eyes opened instantly, and in the depths of his eyes, two murderous qi flew out, and he sneered and disappeared into the void.

In an instant, as far as the eye could see, there was a murderous aura!

"This skeleton in the golden body stage, its combat power is comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of the championship" Ghost Bu's heart was agitated, and his cultivation improved, which also meant that the possibility of him returning to the Netherworld was a little greater.

The heart is extremely comfortable, and the ghost cloth can't help but forget to look up to the sky and roar, expressing the joy in his heart.

Boom Boom Click

The prohibition placed in front of him was actually completely collapsed with the power of his roar. And the sound wave was also completely annihilated and did not come out of the house.

Onibu took a deep breath, and his heart was speechless.

All of this was all thanks to the killing decision, if he hadn't killed the decision, his cultivation speed would definitely not be so fast. It is precisely because of the killing that the murderous spirit can be condensed, and in the killing, it is equivalent to penance. And the greatest credit for the condensation of murderous aura is that when the Nine Ghost Snakes thought of the Nine Ghost Snakes in the crack abyss, the ghost cloth palpitated for a while, but his expression was indescribably weird.

According to his speculation, the crack abyss is likely to be an organ in the Nine Ghost Snake, and it should be a female snake, right?

Thinking of this, Ghost Bu was a little depressed, and his originally good mood was a little unhappy.

After wandering around the house for a while, he took a deep breath, restrained all the murderous aura in his body, did not leak the slightest murderous aura, and replaced it with a smiling appearance, looking like an amiable uncle next door.

After changing his clothes, Onibu was silent for a while and walked out.

Under the plane tree, a virtuous and beautiful woman sat quietly, looking at the fallen yellow and swirling plane leaves.

The sound of Onibu's footsteps didn't wake her up.

This woman is Nangong Yue, and it seems that these days, when the ghost cloth was in retreat, she had already detoxified the poison of the broken intestines on her body. Moreover, this woman has been in this courtyard for seven days, and in gratitude for the saving grace of the ghost cloth, she has never left. But for some reason, looking at the withered yellow leaves, I was so intoxicated, and my heart was a little trance.

"Are you awake?" Ghost Cloth walked over and sat down to look at her.

Nangong Yue didn't look back at the ghost cloth, she was still looking at the fallen leaves stupidly, with a smile on her face, like a crescent moon in the sky.

"Why are the fallen leaves of the plane trees here so dilapidated and yellow?" she asked quietly.

Ghost Bu poured himself a cup of tea, and said nonchalantly: "In the late autumn season, everything withers, dead leaves wither, and there is nothing peculiar. It's you, I feel a little uneasy, it doesn't seem normal. ”

"But the sycamore here has decayed so early," Nangong Yue said as she stared at the sycamore tree.

"Oh?" Onibu turned his head and looked at the only plane tree in the courtyard, and sure enough, this tree had a vitality that was different from other plants, with an old appearance, cracked bark, and vicissitudes of age.

He smiled in his heart, but he was very proud. The reason why this tree is like this is entirely because he cultivates and kills in this courtyard, and every day the murderous aura is roaring, how can this plane tree be preserved?

"I've been looking at this plane tree for a long time, but I feel that my predecessors are so similar to it!" Nangong Yue's next sentence surprised Ghost Bu.

"Similar to me?" Ghost Bu was stunned, and there was something in this woman's words, "What do you want to say, it doesn't hurt to say it directly." ”

Nangong Yue smiled lightly, "The difference between the two is that this sycamore tree is vicissitudes outside, while you are inside!"

Vicissitudes?

Ghost Bu's heart sank, and he thought silently for a long time before he sighed and said: "I have been cultivating for five hundred years, and it is said that it is the vicissitudes of life, and there is nothing peculiar!"

"Five hundred years?!" Nangong Yue exclaimed in surprise, looking at the ghost cloth in front of her, revealing a look of disbelief.

"That's right, five hundred years. I see that your father is also a proud person, and he has been cultivating for 300 years, so I am qualified to be older than your father."

"No wonder, no wonder. Nangong Yue couldn't stop nodding

"What happened to make the seniors so sad?" After being silent for a while, Nangong Yue suddenly said again.

"Sad, is there?" Onibu smiled lightly, "I think I'm fine." ”

"No, Yue'er can feel that sadness!" Nangong Yue said loudly.

Ghost Bu was silent for a while, perhaps, the heavy sadness in his heart was something he couldn't suppress.

"Senior, Yue'er is willing to accompany you to resolve your previous sorrows, is it okay?" Nangong Yue spoke softly, blushing and lowering her head, but her eyes were full of expectation, which made Guibu not believe it.

Ghost Bu immediately rejected her.

"I think you're mistaken," he said lightly, without the slightest expression on his face, "Besides, I don't need a furnace ding for my cultivation!"

The resoluteness he said made Nangong Yue's face flush, and she didn't dare to look at him again.

"You go, don't force me to kill you!" Onibu got up and stood there.

Sad?

The sadness of the heart, indeed. But isn't this his biggest weakness right now?

A little woman, talking about scheming with him, is really looking for death!

A piece of killing intent emerged from the ghost cloth's face, and bursts of whistling murderous aura diffused from the body, cutting through the void and making a "woo" sound.

"Senpai, I"

"Let's go!" Ghost Bu roared, flicked his sleeves, and directly blew Nangong Yue away.

Then, a cold sweat trickled down his forehead. In an instant, all the strength in his body seemed to be half drained, and the ghost cloth sat there dejectedly.

Compared with the fear that others see through their hearts, the ghost cloth at this time is more of a kind of heavy and powerless sadness.

Yes, what Nangong Yue said was right, his heart was sad, she wanted to go into her side to resolve her sadness?

Having said that, at this time, Ghost Bu's state of mind was greatly affected by Nangong Yue's words, and his murderous aura was rampant and messy

And the reshaped golden body has a faint tendency to collapse.

Ghost Bu broke out in a cold sweat, "I didn't expect that this kind of mood of love would have such an impact on the killing?!"

There was a chill in his eyes, who should not kill the person who cultivates to kill the decide? However, with love, there must be nostalgia, how can he kill that person?

"Even so, it's useless to love me!!" Ghost Bu sat directly cross-legged, pinching the trick and running a wordless killing, his eyes gradually became indifferent, "Then, there can no longer be the slightest ** in my heart!!"

He said lightly, but it was also the result of his inner struggle, "With my intention to kill, cut off the earth, but I have seven emotions and six desires in my heart!!"

His gesture of sealing paused, but then continued.

Break the **, cut off the dust, concentrate on the killing, and have no other emotions to influence.

As the self-cutting ** progressed, the ghost cloth closed his eyes.

Like a 10,000-year-old stone!

Only the gray and misty murderous aura roared around him, and finally it seemed like a mud cow entering the sea and entering his body.

The eyes opened and closed, and the black light appeared, turning into three thousand black silks, and cracking the void!!

From then on, there is only killing, and that's it!

Unconsciously, an extremely strong killing intent penetrated into his mind, forming a soul thought, which he swallowed directly.

A wisp of Dao soul is actually condensed!

The soul becomes eighteen, each of which is to condense a repeated soul, eighteen souls, earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and make the world pay attention!

Unexpectedly, the ghost cloth in the early stage of the golden body, the scene of the eighteenth soul transformation, actually came.

In the sky, a mysterious aura emerged.

ps：

opened a new book, it is an oriental fantasy theme, students who like fantasy can take a look, the title of the book is "Wild Son", which tells the story of a teenager growing up in a wild place!

Introduction: I am humble, hunting in the wilderness, not seeking to reach the world.

However, the heavens are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

Since then, drink the Yellow River and hunt the world!

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