was originally a character in the world, but now his face is like black charcoal! Pure Yang really went down, although the woman was stiff, but she was also the best of the beautiful crowns, and it was just a matter of killing, but Pure Yang went to ruin people's faces, which was really hateful!

"Whew!" The stiff roar changed instantly, and a monstrous aura evaporated out of the stiff body, and two sharp fangs also grew out of the charred mouth, and a fishy yellow urine-like liquid spewed out of the fangs and poured onto the spiritual fire, the spiritual fire sneered, and it lasted only a moment before it was extinguished!

A cloud of black gas wrapped the zombie, but in a moment, the black gas dissipated, and a pair of bat-wing-like wings were born behind the zombie, and as soon as the wings were fanned, the zombie flew up.

"What the hell is this? This is a zombie, not a vampire, where did the wings come from?" Chunyang muttered to himself, confused.

However, even if this zombie flies, it will not have much effect on him. So far, he is just playing with the flames, but don't forget, he is playing with the sword! Throw the left hand, hand over the black wooden sword in his hand to the right hand, this sword, is not an ordinary wooden sword, but a hundred-year-old peach tree, after being struck by the thunder, the remaining piece of peach wood is refined, the peach wood is used to drive away evil spirits and ghosts, plus the heavenly thunder of the sun, this sword made of lightning strike wood, against ghosts, is the most useful!

The mana swung in the wooden sword, stimulating a trace of heavenly thunder essence, "Boom!" The thunder sounded in the clear sky, and the wooden sword absorbed the pure yang mana, and a trace of lightning flew out, with the power of the brilliant sky, rushing towards the flying sky!

But all zombies, ghosts, and the like are the most restrained to the thunder, and they only listen to the thunder. Her face stiffened, and a look of fear came out of her face, waiting for the lightning to fly out. She flapped her wings quickly, wanting to escape!

At this moment, with a "whoosh!", a tree root drilled out of the ground, and the root was like a tentacle, and under the sudden attack, the living stiffness was entangled firmly. Stiff and anxiously struggling, tearing at the roots of the tree with both hands, but it was too late!

"Boom!" though there was only a hint of lightning. However, the essence of the heavenly thunder contained in it was not weak at all, and the heavenly power caused by it was mighty, and the thunder between the heavens and the earth resounded! The living stiffness and the roots of the tree were still burned into a piece of charcoal by the heavenly thunder, and they fell from mid-air. Slammed on the ground. into a piece of crushed black charcoal!

It's not that the zombie is too bad, it's not that the pure yang is too strong, it's just that this hundred-year-old lightning strike wood is the treasure of restraining ghosts and evils, plus the mana of pure yang contains pure yang breath, the thunder fire family, the pure yang breath in the pure yang mana, is naturally a wonderful thing that triggers the essence of heavenly thunder, and it seems to be a trace of electricity. But with the power of the thunder, it wiped out a newly born zombie in this area. But it's easy!

Watching Chunyang and Huo Zhuang fight for a long time, in fact, it only took a few hands, and it only took a little more than a moment for that extremely fierce Huo Zhuang to be refined to death! This scene had already stunned everyone, especially the few monks and Taoists who had come to the stage and practiced the Fa, they were even more shocked! How could they have thought that this youngest Taoist priest really had such monstrous mana, such a powerful ghost zombie, in his hands, he would be killed as if he were playing!

As soon as he died, the moonlight returned to normal, but the bone powder of 10,000 people was still the same, and the ground was still very cold. Where the roots broke through the ground, there was a large pit, and inside the pit were charred roots and humanoid stiffness, but when they fell to the ground, they shattered into dozens of pieces of black charcoal. Looking up at the courtyard, in the moonlight, half of the willow tree had fallen willow leaves, but although the aura was a lot weaker, it was still bright, obviously the thunder destroyed the roots of the tree, and it had little impact on it.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he pulled a black token from the black charcoal on the ground, and pulled out a black token from a piece of black charcoal! The token was cold in the hand, weighing eight or nine pounds, with the word "ghost" in Yin script on the front and a flying yaksha engraved on the back. Originally, Chunyang wondered how the zombie gave birth to bat wings, and he was curious to see if there was anything left, so he turned this thing out of the black charcoal.

But this thing is neither gold, nor wood, nor stone, and it feels like a bone to the touch. This thing is still very hard, and Pure Yang can't make a handprint even if he pinched it hard, and even refining it with mana shielded the mana.

With this token in his hand, Chunyang walked towards everyone, and when he sold the range of the bones of ten thousand people with one foot, with a wave of his hand, a flame fell to the ground, quickly spread into a sea of fire, and when it spread to the outside, the rope with the red rope strung with copper coins emitted a spiritual light, limiting the flames within the range of its encirclement.

The spiritual fire scorched, and the ordinary soil was quickly melted into magma, and one by one the broken skeletons tumbled out of the ground, and were quickly burned into ashes by the spiritual fire! Those skeletons were densely packed, not to mention as many as eight or nine thousand, and quickly turned into flying ashes in the sea of fire, revealing a coffin wrapped in the middle. The coffin was painted with blood-red wood paint, and the lid of the coffin was ajar, this was obviously a stiff coffin! As the spiritual fire burned the coffin, a faint fragrance of acacia wafted out, and Chunyang smelled it and said angrily: "This is the ghost locust!"

Those people were frightened by his sudden angry shout, and Qingwei Lao Dao leaned over and asked carefully, "Why is the real person angry?"

Chunyang glanced at him and said lightly, "It's okay!" But that black expression, not to mention that it's okay! At this moment, his heart was already full of anger!

This ghost locust is not a spiritual tree, or a ghost tree in the netherworld, just an ordinary locust tree in the world, but it is a little older. The locust tree is the shade in the tree, also known as the ghost wood, which is the easiest of all the trees to become refined, and it is also the most ghostly. Huaisheng is called Yin Huai for a hundred years, and Huai Sheng is called Ghost Huai for a thousand years, Yin Huai is common, and it is difficult to find Ghost Huai.

This locust wood grows slowly, but it is relatively straight, and some people use it to make house beams and columns, but if this locust wood is mature, it is only more than 100 years old, that is, it is necessary to use Yin Huai to make house beams and columns. But this Yin Huai accumulates a hundred years of Yin Qi, when he is alive, he will slowly release the Yin Qi accumulated in a hundred years after death, people are living beings, he can't stand Yin Qi, and Yin Qi is the dependence of ghosts, so in the world, there is often a certain family to attract ghosts, or whose family suddenly has an evil disease, almost all because of the use of Yin Huai as a building material!

Yin Huai is already like this, not to mention the ghost locust! The ghost locust has accumulated yin qi for thousands of years, and it has already given birth to pure yin ghost qi, which is the treasure of ghost cultivation, and this pure yin ghost qi can make a wandering soul instantly condense the ghost body and stop at the ghost cultivation foundation! Therefore, these ghost locust are still growing in some human ghosts, and other places have long been swept away! Although this ghost locust has such a great effect on ghosts, there is one of them, and it is angry with ghosts!

With the ghost locust as the coffin, the soul of the person in the coffin can be imprisoned in the coffin, no rebirth, no reincarnation, the soul and the body are refined, and the soul and body are refined, becoming a unique dead soul of half ghost and half zombie, it is really the time when there is no superlife!

And someone dared to risk the world's disapproval, use the ghost acacia to build a coffin, and raise the ghost mother and the immortal spirit child, it is really self-inflicted, and it can't be lived! )

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