The strange world of demon cultivators

Ji Yao would never pay attention to the mirror ghost's astonishment and doubt.

Without another word, he raised his fist and unleashed a storm of furious blows.

He beat the mirror ghost until it wailed for its parents and scurried away with its head in its hands.

After subduing it to his satisfaction, Ji Yao casually stuffed the unlucky fellow into the Soul Sealing Bottle.

Just as Ji Yao turned around and lifted his foot to leave, a chilling aura, as if from the Nine Nether Hells, suddenly and inexplicably rose from his back.

This cold sensation was like an icy viper, rapidly climbing up his spine and instantly spreading throughout his body.

Ji Yao felt as if he had been hit with a petrification spell, suddenly losing control and unable to move an inch.

He wanted to struggle, but found his limbs as if weighed down by a thousand pounds, with no response at all.

At the same time, the shadow that had been quietly behind him began to move strangely.

Like a living thing, it slid forward at a slow but eerie pace, reaching Ji Yao in the blink of an eye.

Even more terrifying, the shadow continued to grow, gradually becoming as tall as Ji Yao himself.

Finally, the huge shadow appeared completely in front of Ji Yao, standing face to face with him.

At this time, the shadow was no longer just a vague outline.

It was as clear as a tangible object, and you could even see the faint expression on its face.

The shadow ghost, like a ghostly specter, faced the immobile Ji Yao.

It let out a spine-chilling cackle: "Hahahaha, so what if you have great abilities? In the end, you still fall into my hands and become a lamb to the slaughter!"

However, at this moment, Ji Yao's face was cold and expressionless as he stared directly at the smug shadow ghost in front of him.

His deep eyes revealed a full of disgust.

Finally, he spoke with some helplessness and speechlessness:

"Hey! I say, you, don't you have any other tricks besides this little trick?

If that's the case, then it's my turn next!"

The shadow ghost originally thought that Ji Yao had completely lost the ability to resist.

"This... how is this possible? You have clearly been hit by my ghost curse, why can you still speak? This shouldn't be... absolutely impossible!"

Looking at the shadow ghost in front of him, gradually becoming flustered and even starting to talk nonsense.

Ji Yao couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of annoyance—this guy is too stupid and ridiculous!

He had actually noticed long ago that the shadow ghost had quietly sneaked into the shadow under his feet.

But he did not act rashly, his heart was just full of curiosity: What exactly does this ghost want to do?

So, he remained still, allowing the shadow ghost to lurk.

Time passed by, and after a long while, he saw that the shadow ghost was still doing nothing.

Ji Yao couldn't help but shake his head secretly, despising in his heart: "Hmph! After all this, that's all you've got."

Thinking of this, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

He was really too lazy to continue messing around with this shadow ghost.

With a thought, Ji Yao instantly regained control of his body's mobility.

At the same time, he suddenly reached out and accurately grabbed the shadow ghost's head, and effortlessly dragged it out of the toilet.

Only then did the shadow ghost realize that the situation was not good, as if waking up from a dream.

Terrified, it struggled desperately to break free from Ji Yao's restraint.

However, Ji Yao's palm was like an iron clamp, tightly locking its head.

No matter how hard it tried, it was in vain, and it couldn't break free at all.

At this moment, the shadow ghost finally truly felt the taste of fear.

Before this, it had naively thought that Ji Yao could only draw a few talismans and would not pose too much of a threat to it.

But now it seems that it was completely wrong!

And Ji Yao didn't have the mind to waste words with it at all, he just dragged the shivering shadow ghost all the way to the first floor lobby with a blank expression.

Looking at the many ghosts in front of him who were also trembling with fear and silent as cicadas in winter, Ji Yao raised his voice and shouted:

"Hmph, it's really boring, I rarely have the mood to play with you, I didn't expect it to end so soon!

If you don't want to end up with your souls scattered, then I advise you to obediently walk into these Soul Sealing Bottles yourselves."

Ji Yao said with a look of disdain, and at the same time, he waved his hands.

A powerful magic power surged out, instantly taking out the Soul Sealing Bottles in his backpack and arranging them neatly together.

Then, he pointed to the Soul Sealing Bottles and signaled to the ghosts with cold eyes: "It's here, hurry up and get in! Don't dawdle!"

At this time, the ghosts looked at each other, with expressions of fear and hesitation on their faces.

They naturally did not want to be caught by Ji Yao and sealed in these small bottles.

But facing Ji Yao, who was powerful and ruthless, their hearts were full of fear.

For a time, all the ghosts stood frozen in place, and no one dared to act first.

However, at this moment, Ji Yao suddenly laughed, a smile that made people shudder.

He raised his hand and lifted the shadow ghost in his hand high.

Then, he mercilessly slammed it hard on the ground.

With a loud "bang", the shadow ghost crashed heavily on the ground, letting out a shrill scream.

Its originally blurred figure became even more dim at this moment, as if it would dissipate at any time.

It had obviously been severely injured and almost had its soul scattered.

This sudden scene scared the other ghosts, and they screamed in horror, their bodies involuntarily trembling.

Seeing the tragic fate of their companion, no one dared to disobey Ji Yao's orders anymore.

So, these ghosts were like a flock of startled sheep.

They scrambled and rushed into the Soul Sealing Bottles one after another.

Seeing that these ghosts were so obedient and obedient, the corners of Ji Yao's mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

And the shadow ghost that was thrown on the ground lay there with a face full of grievance, tears almost flowing from its eyes.

It never expected that it would become the first unlucky one to be used as a warning.