Demon World: I become a martial saint with the system!

"What is the place to raise evil spirits?"

Lu Shaolin asked.

"The place where evil spirits gather, if people who die here contain resentment, they will surely turn into resentment, and their cultivation will be improved very quickly here."

The white turtle shook his head and said.

"Why didn't you say it before?"

Lu Shaolin asked.

"I didn't see it before, I just found out when I came in."

The white turtle rolled its eyes and said.

"Have you seen the resentful soul?"

Lu Shaolin continued to ask.

"Not yet, but I'm sure there must be resentful souls here, and the place to raise evil spirits is no joke."

The white turtle replied.

Lu Shaolin frowned, he realized that Yang Yongnian was wrong, he didn't care about asking for a token at all.

Thinking of this, Lu Shaolin went out, came to Tan Qing's room and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Tan Qing's vigilant voice came out, and there was a sound of drawing a knife.

"I!"

Lu Shaolin replied that Tan Qing was cautious enough.

"Master!"

Tan Qing opened the door and clasped his fists.

"Go and tell Fei Binding Dingqiang to come to my room tonight."

Lu Shaolin ordered.

"Yes!"

Tan Qing clasped his fists in response, closed the door and went to find Fei Bin Dingqiang.

Lu Shaolin returned to the room and waited for the three of them.

After a while, the three of them came over.

"This place is very weird. From now on, if any of the four of us leaves the other's sight, we will have to give a signal when we meet again!"

Lu Shaolin said in a deep voice.

Tan Qing's complexion changed when he heard that he was about to match the password again. He was scolded for forgetting the password last time.

"When I meet the three of you, I will say "Heavenly King Gaidihu"! Remember! Come here one by one now."

Lu Shaolin continued.

Then Tan Qing and the three came over one by one, and Lu Shaolin whispered to each of them their different replies.

"You three also make secret signs among each other."

Lu Shaolin ordered.

"Yes."

The three clasped their fists in response, and then started whispering to each other.

Lu Shaolin walked to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes to rest.

Time passed slowly.

Lu Shaolin was lying on the bed, and gave the two quilts on the bed to Tan Qing and the others. The three took turns to watch the night, while the other two slept on the ground.

In the middle of the night, Ding Qiang stood up.

"What's wrong? Old Ding."

Tan Qing, who was on guard at night, asked.

"Tummy trouble."

Ding Qiang laughed.

"Lazy people poop a lot."

Tan Qing scolded with a smile.

Ding Qiang laughed and wanted to go out.

"Tan Qing, you go with him!"

Lu Shaolin opened his eyes and said.

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Tan Qing glared at Ding Qiang, clasped his fists and said.

Then the two went out together.

After the two went out, Lu Shaolin got up and got out of bed, sat on a chair with a gun and a knife in his hand, and kept watch at night.

Fei Bin was still snoring loudly.

After a while, the two pushed the door open and entered.

Lu Shaolin stared at the two of them and said, "The King of Heaven covers the Earth Tiger."

“Chicken Stew with Mushrooms!”

Tan Qing immediately replied that he had been reciting this sentence silently for fear of making a mistake.

Seeing that Ding Qiang didn't respond, Lu Shaolin grinned, stepped a little, and instantly came in front of the two of them. With a flash of the knife, Ding Qiang's head shot up into the sky, and blood spurted out instantly, drenching Tan Qing's head and face!

"I didn't expect you to have a password!"

A crazy and thin female voice sounded out of thin air.

Lu Shaolin protected his body with a fire-pattern knife, took out the eye-clearing liquid and quickly dripped it into his eyes.

As the pupils were covered with a layer of blue light, I saw a blue-colored resentful soul floating in the courtyard outside the door.

"It's a fourth-order You-level resentful soul, be careful!"

The white turtle stretched its neck and whispered.

"What are you still doing!"

Lu Shaolin yelled, and Tan Qing, who was still in a daze after waking up with blood on his face, woke up Fei Bin who was snoring by the way.

Tan Qing and Fei Bin immediately drew his sword and stood behind Lu Shaolin.

At this time, black shadows appeared in the courtyard and surrounded the room.

With the light of the room, Lu Shaolin took a glance, and there was no one he had seen during the day.

Look at the costumes of these people, there are maids, servants, ladies and so on.

"They are all corpses possessed by resentful souls."

The white turtle whispered again.

The black shadow rushed over quickly, baring its teeth and claws, and many of them held kitchen knives and sticks in their hands.

"Don't come out!"

Lu Shaolin said to Tan Qing and Fei Bin, standing firmly at the door with the black iron gun in his left hand and the fire pattern knife in his right.

As the black shadow reached the attack range, Lu Shaolin shot out like a dragon, sweeping, chopping and smashing repeatedly.

In an instant, the stumps and pieces of flesh flew across the sky, and black shadows soared into the air.

When Lu Shaolin stopped, the door of the entire room was like a flesh and blood mill, with stumps and broken flesh everywhere.

But Lu Shaolin's expression became even more dignified, and he turned his head to Tan Qing Feibin, who was also using eye-clearing liquid behind him, and said, "Life and death are fate! Take out fire oil to protect yourself!"

It's just because there are white resentful souls emerging from behind the secluded level resentful souls, and there are some black resentful souls in the middle. Looking around, there are forty or fifty of them!

"what!"

The You-level resentful soul screamed, and the resentful souls rushed towards Lu Shaolin one after another behind him.

What is he!

Lu Shaolin's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he entered a state of madness. He threw away the black iron gun and launched the fire poison palm.

Dance with long knives!

Palm shadows fly!

One by one, the resentful souls dissipated under the fire pattern knife!

A white-level resentful soul will die with three swords, and a black-level resentful soul will die with ten swords!

Tan Qing and Fei Bin in the room looked heavy, took out kerosene and sprinkled it around the room. After lighting it, the two stood back to back and wiped their long knives on their palms. The blades were instantly stained red with blood.

"Damn it!"

Lu Shaolin yelled violently, swung his long knife continuously, and struck out his poisonous fire palm.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer resentful souls, the You-level resentful souls rushed forward in an instant.

Lu Shaolin's eyes were sharp and his hand quickly cut out with a knife. The long knife directly passed through the body of the You-level resentful soul, cutting off a trace of black energy.

The You-level resentful soul grabbed Lu Shaolin's chest with its claws, and with a "stab", the samurai uniform burst instantly, and five white marks appeared on Lu Shaolin's chest.

"Hahahahaha! Are you scratching my itch?"

Lu Shaolin laughed maniacally, and kept searching for other resentful souls with a knife in his hands.

The You-level resentful soul's eyes changed slightly, and its sharp claws kept grabbing at Lu Shaolin.

Lu Shaolin protected his head and face, and still slashed at the other wraiths who attacked him.

After half a stick of incense, all the resentful souls attacking Lu Shaolin were wiped out except for the You-level resentful souls.

Lu Shaolin's shirt was torn from being caught, and there were white marks all over his body.

With a "tear" sound, Lu Shaolin tore off the tattered samurai uniform from his upper body and threw it aside, revealing his bursting muscles!

"Everyone in the way is dead, let's have fun!"

Lu Shaolin grinned at the You-level resentful soul, and rushed forward.

The You-level Wraith screamed hysterically and swung its sharp claws.

The two of you come and go, constantly attacking each other!

After fighting for half an hour, the soul body of You-level resentful soul became thinner.

"Lu Shaolin, add blood!"

The white turtle said anxiously.

Lu Shaolin's eyes lit up, and he slashed across his palm, and a white mark appeared!

Hey!

Lu Shaolin bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Fire Pattern Knife, and slashed at it again.

Half a stick of incense has passed, and the soul body of the You-level resentful soul is almost transparent!