Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

Chapter 320 Daoist with one eyebrow was stunned, the corpse chaser is so fierce

When he heard these somewhat familiar words, Qiu Sheng only felt cardiopulmonary arrest.

The body reacted almost instinctively, and jumped three meters high from the spot!

But it was only at this moment that he realized in horror that his own shadow had been left in place!

I saw a black tide like a tide, suddenly surging from the ground, rolling out in an instant, submerging the entire tomb.

"Worm!"

Yan Ming, who was standing inside the door of the tomb, almost frightened his eyebrows, and let out a strange cry. Fortunately, Liang Guangguo, who had quick eyes and quick hands, dragged him out by his collar by the back of his collar, which saved him from disaster!

The group of big roosters were not so lucky. They instantly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into chicken bones scattered all over the place, and then they were quietly engulfed by the weird black tide.

"Wasao, what the hell is this?!"

"Poke the earth's waist? Oil leak?"

"Hey, this remnant soul is too fleshy, it's not dead, can you resist?"

"Thanks to the corpse exorcist, otherwise, who the hell would be able to deal with this kind of ghost?"

"My god, I've seen this scene in the Bible. This is the performance of the devil when the gate of hell is about to open!"

"Ahem, big breasted brother upstairs, you are worrying too much, this is in Kyushu, your devil from hell can't control our Kyushu!"

The sudden change shocked everyone at the scene and in the live broadcast room, but they were slowly relieved when they saw that the exorcist and Qiu Sheng left the ground in time and avoided the danger.

"Hehe, I'm still astute, I found something wrong early on, but those big cocks are all wasted, hey."

In the crowd, Dai Xiaomei showed off the hot pot and said proudly, the place where she felt sorry was the group of big roosters!

"No, the situation seems wrong, something happened!"

But the commissioner couldn't stand anymore, staring fixedly at the tomb, and suddenly shouted in panic.

"Grumpy"

Only then did everyone turn their eyes to the weird black tide below, and saw a burst of bubbles and grunts suddenly appearing under the calm black mucus.

"Roar!"

Caught off guard by everyone, two figures covered in mucus suddenly screamed and got up from inside!

An extremely pungent rancid smell rushed over in an instant. Even the group of 749 rounds and experienced people couldn't help but change their complexions, bent over and vomited wildly.

Only then did everyone realize that the black slime was not like asphalt oil, but a puddle of real oil!

Everyone couldn't help their scalps tingling for a while. With so much oil, how many corpses are buried there? !

"Damn it, spring!"

When he saw that his own shadow was still in place, Qiu Sheng had already realized something was wrong, and when he saw the two evil spirits crawling up from the corpse oil, he realized it instantly.

They master and apprentice, this is another trick!

"Fellow Daoist, help!"

"The two evil spirits cannot be killed, absolutely must not be killed!"

Qiu Sheng was at a loss. Although he felt very ashamed, he still couldn't help but opened his throat and shouted for help to the corpse driver.

I'm afraid that the corpse exorcist will go down with a knife, and the two evil spirits below will be choked, it is the soul curse of their master and apprentice mutated, if they are choked, they will die together!

"Understood, the gate of the tomb will be handed over to Fellow Daoist!"

Jiang Bai nodded in response, and there was a burst of amazement in his heart. This Oda Nobunaga is indeed the last card of Sakura, even if it is just a remnant soul, this method is endless.

Imprisoning the opponent's soul and forcibly turning it into an evil spirit under his command, who can stand up to ordinary people?

In the face of a sadistic evil spirit, should you do it or not?

If you don't do anything, those two evil spirits will never stand still obediently, or even slaughter other innocent people, leaving you with blood on your back.

If you do it, the best result is to die with your own soul!

Such a method is not evil!

Fortunately, Jiang Bai is not unprepared for anything!

"Five stars suppress color, illuminate Xuanming. Thousands of gods and sages, protect my true spirit. Giant beasts, subdue five soldiers. Five heavenly devils, perish and disappear. Wherever they are, all gods welcome them. Urgent as a law!"

Swinging his long sleeves, he threw out dozens of talisman seals, which were fixed in all directions based on the star map.

Following the long chanting of the incantation, the pitch-black top of the tomb twisted for a while, and a nebula appeared from the tomb. The stars revolved and sprinkled a starlight, completely covering the entire tomb.

The starlight fell, as if forming an indestructible barrier, completely cutting off the overflowing corpse oil in the tomb, seeing the corpse oil that was no longer flowing, everyone outside the tomb door breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's really this kind of curse that can turn a person's soul into a ghost, it's too terrifying!

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can stop me?"

"Corpse chaser, give me your life!"

The curse was cut off, and the remnant soul of Oda Nobunaga also yelled angrily. It had returned to its full strength and stopped playing around.

Now it fears and resents the most, only this damn corpse chaser!

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

Jiang Bai sneered, but instead put away the copper coin sword in his hand, raised it with a wave, and took out the "artifact" bamboo stick again.

His eyes were covered in pitch black, and he clearly found the real body of the remnant soul in the whirlwind, and it was just a bamboo stick to go up!

"Pfft~!"

"what!"

The bamboo strips easily tore through the strong wind formed by Yin Qi, and fell fiercely on the body of the remnant soul, and there was another burst of ghostly crying and wolf howling in an instant.

But this time the remnant soul, as if as long as the corpse oil below does not diminish, it can always be replenished with endless yin energy, and the wounds on the ghost healed in the blink of an eye.

His heart was even more furious, and he was also forced to get angry with this corpse chaser who didn't pay attention to martial arts.

Spreading his arms, the dark corpse oil condensed and instantly transformed into a pair of huge bone arms. The sharp dagger-like phalanxes were still burning with vicious will-o'-the-wisps, waving two claws, and fought with the corpse exorcist. .

"Old Lord, teach me to kill ghosts"

"Snapped!"

On the other side, Qiu Sheng's master and apprentice were naturally not idle either. Seeing the evil ghost pounced on him with bared teeth, Zhang Chunchun trembled all over.

Originally, in such a dangerous situation, he could still think of a counterattack. As an apprentice, it was indeed very good, but before the spell could be cast, he was forcibly interrupted by Qiu Sheng's big fight.

"Master, what are you doing?!"

Touching the back of his head that was so painful from being photographed, Zhang Chunchun said full of grievances.

"Why do you give me back? They say that these two ghosts are our own souls. If you just throw the killing ghost curse at them, you will die or die as a teacher?!"

Qiu Sheng almost died of anger, and said almost gnashing his teeth.

"Ah?! Then what should we do? They don't look like they can release water?!"

Zhang Chunchun came back to his senses, and his face suddenly became whiter.

"What to do? Salad! Take out the ink fountain thread, let's find a way to control them first!"

Qiu Sheng was helpless, but he didn't blame any more. After all, who didn't step up from the apprentice step by step, the two immediately took out the ink fountain.

After letting Zhang Chunchun drip a few drops of Chunyang Boy's blood, he pulled out the long wire, weaved it into several trip wires, and rushed towards the evil ghosts at both ends.

But if you can't make a deadly move, your side will obviously fall into a disadvantage, and what's more terrible is that the wisdom of the two evil spirits is obviously not low, and they can even sense the danger of the ink fountain line.

As a result, keeping the enemy at bay turned into one aspect of running away and being beaten.

Those cries of pain and screams made the melon-eating crowd outside the tomb gate and the people in the live broadcast room jump with fear and grin their teeth.

at the same time.

In the newly built Jinling Hotel, except for Mayor Wei, the remnants of Jinling Branch of Bureau 749 all gathered together, as if they were receiving some important person.

Soon a long convoy drove over from the airport in Linshi, the doors opened, and a group of people over fifty years old walked out.

The leader is an old man with a heroic face, but his eyebrows grow into a straight line in a strange way. He is Qiu Sheng's master, the strongest magician in Hong Kong Island, Taoist with one eyebrow, Uncle Jiu!

"Hehe, is this the inland area? It's still a bit different from Hong Kong Island."

"Okay, old horse, we are here to help this time, so let's not say a few words."

"Hehe, what's the matter? We warlocks were often suppressed back then, otherwise how could the inheritance of the inland be broken?"

"This is self-inflicted. There is not even a single orthodoxy in the inland area. If you encounter those ghosts and ghosts, why don't you have to ask us to come to Hong Kong Island?"

After getting off the car, a group of warlocks whispered to each other and laughed with each other, but the voice did not mean to be deliberately lowered at all, so that the people who were waiting at the door, the people from Bureau 749 and Mayor Wei's eyes changed slightly.

Uncle Jiu frowned, glanced at Mayor Wei in the crowd, secretly said something bad, and immediately shouted: "Okay, I asked you to come here to help, and if you say a few words, you won't kill anyone!"

Uncle Nine's status in the magician world of Hong Kong Island is still very high, although there are quite a few of them who are not weak, but fortunately, he barely calmed down after being drunk by him like this.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu could only curse inwardly.

These idiots really think that they are superior to others because they were invited?

If you really angered the top officials of the government, no matter what kind of warlock you are, what strength you have, and what kind of moral system you are, is it possible that you will still be crushed by the imperial machine?

Is it true that this is still Hong Kong Island, and the people in the government there are also very convinced of the warlock?

Uncle Jiu cursed inwardly, with a kind smile on his face, he took the lead to greet him.

"Everyone, we old people can't talk, let you see a joke."

Although Mayor Wei was dissatisfied, he didn't show it at this time. He also nodded with a smile and welcomed everyone into the hotel.

And this scene was also photographed by them and posted on the Internet, just to improve the public's sense of security and let everyone know that Jinling is not isolated and helpless.

As soon as this video was released, it really set off a turbulent storm all over the Internet. There are many folks who know about the warlocks. After learning that all the masters of the warlock world on Hong Kong Island have come to Jinling, people can't help but rejoice.

"Wai Cao, it seems that this time it's going to be a big game. Those masters of Taoism have all been invited to Jinling, do you know?"

"Hahaha, this time I see how little Sakura is doing, first there are corpse exorcisers, and now there are so many Taoist masters, Little Sakura's nightmare is coming!"

"Hey, no, these people are here, why don't you go to Meihua Mountain to help?"

"Haha, Taoism is real, can we also cultivate immortals now?!"

"Don't stop me, I'm already on my way to Jinling, I'm going to apprentice, I'm going to see Da Da!"

All kinds of comments became the capital of discussion for all netizens for a while, all of them were looking forward to the crushing results of the battle with such a new force joining.

In a conference hall of the hotel, everyone is seated.

Mayor Wei is no longer hiding it now. These people are indeed invited by Bureau 749, but for his status, happiness is absolute, welcome is also absolute, but the corresponding attitude will not So mindless respect.

Straight to the point, he said, "Seniors, although the ghost disaster in our Jinling City has been dealt with, the focus is still on Oda Nobunaga and the group of Sakura people hiding in the dark."

"I'm sure you've read the information on Mr. Corpse Man. For Jinling, Mr. Corpse Man has already paid too much and has been fighting at the forefront."

"Look at the back, everyone. On the projection is the live broadcast of the Plum Blossom Mountain ghost incident. If you have no comments, I need your help as soon as possible. Thank you."

Mayor Wei got straight to the point, and directly released the current live broadcast of Guanmeixuan, the little girl who stayed.

It's just that he overlooked one point. In the middle of the lens, there are many things that cannot be perceived, let alone seen clearly.

Just like the countless audiences in the live broadcast room, even though the scene was tragic and horrifying, they didn't pay much attention to it even though they were separated by a camera.

This group of warlocks in Hong Kong Island is now in the same situation.

"Oh? Just a ghost? What's there to worry about?"

"That's right, hey, Fellow Daoist One Eyebrow, your apprentice and grandson have already passed away, so what else is there to worry about?"

"Well, Mayor Wei, right? You don't have to worry about that. Although the corpse exorcist is not an orthodox heir, but there is an apprentice with a browed Taoist priest, there will be no problems."

"The most important thing now is, the Oda Nobunaga you mentioned, have you found his hiding place now?"

Mayor Wei spoke sincerely, but the group of masters didn't seem to care, and didn't think that Guan Meixuan's ghost could cause any waves.

Still lying leisurely on the soft sofa, while sipping tea, he said with a relaxed smile.

As for the group of people from Bureau 749, and the corpse exorcist whom the mayor admired, they looked like the elders looked at the younger generation, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

Master?genius?

Is it possible that a mere little guy who chases corpses can be compared to their group of orthodox Taoist sects?