Super Shinto Master

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After the slight and rapid footsteps, there was the sound of violent hammering and smashing, mixed with thunder and lightning, and an aura of destruction.

After a while, an extremely cold breath broke out.

Yu Guihai stood up straight and shook his hands, the extremely cold aura around him was blocked in the passage by the black light.

In the center of the yin, lay a tattered paper kite. The skeleton seemed to be made of ordinary bamboo strips, and the masking paper also looked like cheap white paper on the street. On the white paper, a black ape like a child's doodle was drawn.

Yu Guihai didn't move the paper kite, but reached out and took out a piece of black leather the size of a palm fan. This was the only remaining blank cultivation circle after he absorbed the green ghost last time, and it happened to be filled here.

The black skin absorbed it crazily, quickly inhaling the surrounding yin, and in a short while, it was full.

At this time, the yin qi outside had weakened by 30% to 40%.

"It's a pity these yin qi!"

Yu Guihai looked around regretfully, put away the black skin, and then waved his hand, the black dim light disappeared immediately, and the powerful cold aura lost its hold and spread violently throughout the ship.

Then he picked up the paper kite on the ground and walked out of the cabin.

Outside, everyone is still urging the magic circle. Although the attacking ghost is dead, the ghost energy is enough for them to take it seriously, and they don't dare to be careless.

He looked at the deck again, where the black fog was shrouded in darkness and could not feel any breath. There should be some kind of shielding measure.

Yu Guihai didn't want to help either, so he found a place in the cabin to sit down and waited quietly.

At this time, a voice came.

"There's a lot of ghost energy outside! I can't see anything. I don't know when Wu Shishu will be able to kill the ghosts. My spiritual energy is almost half consumed."

The one who spoke was a disciple of the Yun family. His cultivation base was the lowest, only at the seventh level of Qi refining.

"It should be soon, don't worry, the intensity of this attack outside is not high, it means that there are no ghosts attacking us." Another Yun family disciple next to him comforted.

"Didn't that ghost attack Yu Guihai?" the man muttered.

"I hope he can withstand it. He's still too confident. If he doesn't allow a spot, it would be better to hide in the defensive formation." Another sighed.

Beside him, Wu Jian's face moved slightly, and he quietly looked at the people around him, thoughtfully.

......

Boom~~~

There was a sudden roar on the deck, the black mist rolled and spread outward, and countless silver threads quickly shuttled from the black mist.

puff puff~~~

Countless piercing sounds came out like rain hitting bananas.

Boom~~~~ Boom~~~~~~

Two consecutive powerful extremely cold yin qi burst out, and the low temperature froze the entire Xiangyun boat, and the outside of the boat was instantly covered with a layer of white ice.

Suddenly, on the deck, a huge suction force was transmitted, which quickly sucked away the vast Yin Qi around it like a long whale sucking water.

After a moment of effort, the surrounding black fog was swept away, revealing the poised figure of Zhenren Wu.

He held the whisk in one hand, and held a palm-sized gray jade bottle in the other hand, and the jade bottle exuded a strong chilly aura. It is this jade bottle that sucks away the yin of ghosts.

Wu Zhenren closed the jade bottle, the lid of the bottle was automatically closed, and the chilly aura from the inside disappeared immediately.

Yu Guihai's eyes were hot, this jade bottle was undoubtedly a magic weapon, if he could have one, he wouldn't have to worry about yin and nowhere to store it.

......

The black fog disappeared, and vision was restored in the cabin.

The people in the defensive circle looked out and saw Yu Guihai who was standing not far away. He was calm and relaxed, and it didn't look like he had encountered a ghost at all.

"It seems to be fine outside, shall we withdraw the array?" said a Yun family disciple.

"Wait first, wait until Uncle Wu arrives." Li Yunsheng said.

After a while, Wu Zhenren walked into the cabin slowly, glanced at the defensive array, and said indifferently: "Remove the array, and all the ghosts will be killed."

Then, he looked at Yu Guihai and said, "Yu Guihai, come with me." After that, he walked to the lower cabin.

Yu Guihai immediately followed.

"Why did Uncle Wu go down?" The Yun family disciple asked in surprise.

"Maybe let's see how those people are!" Another sighed.

At this time, everyone withdrew their spiritual energy, and the defensive formation dissipated. They immediately felt the strong yin energy coming from the lower cabin, and it seemed that the intensity was clearly a sign of the death of congenital ghosts.

"This is?!"

Everyone's discoloration changed. Wu Zhenren had just come out. Why would there be congenital ghosts in the lower cabin?

Everyone is not a fool. As soon as the various situations were summed up, they immediately guessed something, and their gazes towards Yu Guihai suddenly changed.

Yu Guihai killed the congenital ghost!

Incredible, but this is the most plausible explanation.

......

When he came to the lower cabin, Wu Zhenzhen urged the jade bottle to absorb the mighty Yin Qi in the cabin. Then he turned to look at Yu Guihai and asked in surprise, "You killed that congenital ghost?"

"The disciple also used some treasures. And that ghost seems to be a little weaker than usual." Yu Guihai replied calmly.

"Looking at the residual Yin Qi, it is a little weak, but after all, it is also innate, you are very good."

Wu Zhenzhen praised, then walked towards a room, reached out to the door and pushed it, the door opened automatically.

Yu Guihai also leaned over, but Wu Zhenren did not stop him.

He looked inside and saw an old figure curled up on the bed inside. It was the old man who passed the blood test.

At this time, the old man's condition was very bad, his eyes were slack, his face was covered with a layer of black air, and he would die soon.

Obviously, he was injured by the unintentional ghost qi, and his cultivation base was low, so he was severely injured.

At this time, Wu Zhenren turned his hand over, and a pitch-black sculpture appeared in his palm. This sculpture has not yet been formed. It can only be seen that it is the outline of a monster that looks like a human being but a beast but not a beast. come out.

"He Dongfang, He Dongfang, still haven't returned!"

Wu Zhenren shouted in a deep voice, his voice had a strange tone, it seemed to come from the underworld, distant and illusory.

Then, the old man swallowed his last breath with a uh, tilting his head to death.

Then a black gas flew out from the corpse and flew into the sculpture with a whimper.

At this time, Yu Guihai noticed that the sculpture seemed to have undergone some changes. Although the facial features and limbs were blurred, the sculpture as a whole looked familiar.

He thought about it for a while and suddenly realized that the sculpture at this time looked like the strange creature that emerged from the big basin during the blood test of the old man.

Yu Guihai was immediately surprised. He didn't expect that Wu Zhenren actually took the old man's soul.

Wu Zhenren put away the sculpture, glanced at Yu Guihai, seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said indifferently: "Do you know the bloodline monk?"

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