Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

The mountain

breeze blows through the boundless emerald green forest sea, and the scenery on the top of the mountain is beautiful.

Yang Ning himself was even more pleasant, that is, the ghosts next to him were a little trembling.

Except for the dozen or so little ghosts who were obviously used to it, the other ghosts who died miserably stood in place with their heads bowed, one by one, just like the little xue students who had made mistakes.

Every ghost can't believe what he just saw!

The mountain that was about to collapse and crack stopped abruptly?!

Grass, are you a god?!

You are a fairy, why don't you go to the sky to play! Is it interesting to come down to scare people?!

This is the voice of the ghosts and ghosts, saying, naturally, that is absolutely not daring to say.

But thinking about it in your heart, it's still fine.

Involuntarily, a group of ghosts stood in a row with their heads bowed, not daring to move, not daring to move at all.

Yang Ning's hand holding the wooden sword behind his back, and when he took it out again, his hand was empty.

He got up, held the little turtle and stepped forward, and the two red clothes that were originally standing in front of the gate of the temple, Lao Cao and Zhang Wen immediately stood on both sides.

When Yang Ning walked to the temple door, this time, the temple door silently opened itself.

At the same time, a death-defying voice sounded from inside the door -

"You scum! Let's all die!

"Yang Ning! Come in and kill these dogs...??? Behind

the door, Cao Liangliang looked at the temple door that he opened in front of him and was stunned!

Oh, I haven't touched the door yet!

Say that this thing can only be opened by the villagers of Senzhi Village?!

How did it open as soon as he shouted himself ?!

Could it be that he is already so bullish?!

Next, a feeling of déjà vu emerged, and Cao Mingming's face changed, and he slowly raised his head with trembling.

In the dark hall, because the door of the hall was opened, a bright sunlight shone in, and the clear mountain breeze poured into the hall!

Looking at Cao Mingming's perspective, he saw a white coat walking in the sun and dancing in the fierce mountain wind.

He saw Yang Ning walking towards him, holding a deceased child whose limbs were cut off in half and was still shivering even in Yang Ning's arms.

He saw the hideous evil ghost who followed Yang Ning and looked at the hatred on the floor beside him.

He saw two red clothes dancing in the mountain breeze outside the temple gate...

In an instant, Cao Liangming covered his mouth in shock.

Then, he rushed out the door like crazy!

Syllable!

As soon as I arrived at the door, the wind was blowing!

He was slapped back.

A dark ghost handprint appeared on his face.

When he looked again, there was no longer a figure in red outside the door.

"Ahhh!!"

Screams rang out from behind him.

Turning his head to look, Cao Liangliang saw the scene of the villagers of Qianzhi Village who were still alive, tortured to death by the ghosts.

But there was one person who did not go up to provoke, Naolin.

Lying on the ground and kicking the ground backwards with his broken limbs, he was horrified to find that what was more terrifying than being tortured to death by a ghost was to see the people he was familiar with being tortured one by one, but no ghost came to torture himself!

The kind of soul torment that was like waiting for death, coupled with the severe pain of his severed limb, made him feel tormented!

It's not that Yang Ning doesn't want to torture this Zhilin, but his good fortune is not enough, and he misses one.

After getting Cao Mingming's thirty-three good causes, Yang Ning had a total of thirty-eight good causes, but it was a pity that there were thirty-nine people in Qianzhi Village.

So, today is destined to leave one first.

Yang Ning thought about it and decided to leave this precious place to the clan uncle of Qianzhi Village, who was highly respected.

He himself walked to the cave in the middle of the hall, looked inside, and crouched down to listen to the sound of digging a hole in the earth.

Shaking his head, Yang Ning sighed, "You still want to run at this speed?" So many arms and legs were wasted in vain.

He stomped his feet on the floor and said, "Little snake, get that thing back." There

was a booming sound in the underground cave, and at the same time, the entire Yin Immortal Hall shook slightly, and not long after, the human-faced centipede crawled back from the underground cave!

But it hid in the hole and did not dare to come out to see Yang Ning!

Looking at its coquettish look, Yang Ning grinned, "Great Immortal, don't be shy?!" How about I go down and invite you?

After that, Yang Ning turned his head to the hall and said, "All out!"

"The living and the dead, all go out, including the one behind Luo Han!"

After everyone has ghostly left, bang!

The door of the hall closed again.

In the dark hall, Yang Ning patted the face of the centipede and said with a smile: "Great Immortal, the time has come to pay off the debt."

His gaze swept over the human hands and feet on the centipede's body, and said with a smile: "Today, how do you put on the hands and feet of your body, how will I unload it for you!" "

Click—

with a crisp sound, a terrifying scream sounded from the mouth of the human centipede!

Yang Ning directly tore off one of his hands!

Under the severe pain, the human centipede opened its mouth and bit towards Yang Ning!

However, Yang Ningli ignored it, click!

One tore off the second hand on its body!

"Aaaa

The intense pain made this human centipede lose its strength!

Before it could take a breath, Yang Ning grinned, click!

A foot was torn off it abruptly!

Another hand, one foot!

One foot, one hand!

Every time Yang Ning tore off a hand or kick, that centipede would let out a series of screams!

Next, the mournful screams that resounded in this Yin Immortal Hall were enough to make anyone who heard it cry!

Except for Yang Ning!

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, and Yang Ning only feels that this "great immortal" is a little noisy.

"Hey, I said you won't be enough? Won't I just tear you a few hands and feet? Does it hurt that much? "

Ahhh!! Ahhh

"What if you whisper and scare the flowers and plants in this mountain?"

"Aaa Ah-"

That man's face centipede seemed to be unable to hold on, and he was about to run out of breath!

Yang Ning pouted and said, "You really can't bear to tear..."

Saying that, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood from his body to the centipede in the man's face.

Yang Ning's blood can live the dead!

Although this human centipede can't be considered a human, it's still no problem for Yang Ning to go down with a drop of blood, so that he can directly pull the vitality from the near-death state!

"Great Immortal, look, I have been bleeding for you, you have to know gratitude!"

Click-"

Aaaaaaaa You, you kill me, kill me!!

"I just finished making you thankful!"

Click—

"Ah!!

Next, the terrible scream continued in this hall!

It wasn't until about an hour later that the temple door opened again.

Yang Ning walked out from inside with a satisfied look.

Beside him, followed by a little boy with sound limbs.

It was a small turtle that found its severed limb.

And behind Yang Ning, on the floor of the empty hall lay a bloody human-faced centipede.

The centipede's body was bare, with nothing but bloody holes.

Next to the human centipede, there were bloody severed limbs all over the ground.

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