There's a ghost inside me

The dark clouds cover the moon, and the dark wind is like howling.

The ghost energy that permeates the world is like a forest hell.

In the pool of blood, a young man in blood who looks evil and handsome, looks like a charming lotus, with an evil beauty.

"The Underworld...you evil beasts...should you be damned!!!"

An old man with white hair stood in the air, holding a compass in his hand, and his body exuded powerful fluctuations of spiritual power.

Looking at the remains of the corpse and debris on the ground, the white-haired old man showed grief and gritted his teeth.

In front of it, four terrifying black shadows were like an abyss, which was the underworld!

"Old guy, what are you muttering alone there?"

The young man in blood raised his thin lips slightly and said coldly.

"I will do my best to heaven today! I will take you evil beasts..."

The old man with white hair is about to take action.

But at this moment, a slender and fair palm fell on his shoulder.

"Chen Yuan, please step back. I will leave these evil animals."

Accompanied by a warm voice, a literati in blue appeared beside him at some point.

In an instant.

The old man was shocked, "Sir Tian Xiang!"

This person is the Eighth Level Spirit Master, the holder of the contemporary heavenly appearance of the Tianji Palace!

Suddenly, the underworld seemed to be facing a great enemy.

Cang Yuangui couldn't help but take a step back, "Oh no! How could the Tianxiang appear?"

As a disciple of the Five Hundred Years of Heavenly Memorial Palace, Cang Yuangui naturally understood what the eighth-level spirit master means, and understood more clearly how difficult the title of Heavenly Memorial Palace is to obtain.

Even the ghost driver frowned deeply at this moment, and the purple patterns on his body appeared and were ready to run away at any time.

Only Ji Wange and the Destroyed Ghost did not react much to this.

"Slipped head ghost... Speaking of which, the one who sealed you back then was the senior of my Zixiao Palace... But even if you sealed you, you don't know what your abilities are..."

The scribe in the green shirt looked at the other person thoughtfully, and then his eyes fell on the ghost driver, "However, today we can just catch all of you evil animals."

As he finished speaking, he used one hand to gather his spiritual power, showing an elegant whisk.

At the same time.

The boy in blood took a step forward.

With this step, the white-haired old man and the green-shirted scholar felt a sense of heat for no reason.

All the blood is burning in a row and vaporizing rapidly.

"Oh? Is blood controlled?"

The literati in green raised his eyebrows, and then used his ability to draw a ray of starlight from the sky, blessing him and the old man with white hair.

With the blessing of this starlight, the burning sensation in the bodies of the two instantly subsided a lot.

Next moment—

The scribe in blue clothes suddenly disappeared in front of the slippery ghost.

The speed is so fast that it is comparable to a ghost driver who uses [virtualization].

"Why is the Eighth-Level Spirit Master so much better than before?"

Cang Yuangui's eyes changed slightly and he couldn't help but ask, "Do we want to help it?"

Next to him, the ghost driver said, "Don't worry, even the slippery ghost is among the top in the mysterious ghosts. Today, the eighth-level spirit master came in a hurry, and I'm afraid there is no way to deal with it."

boom! ! !

As soon as he finished speaking, the whisk in the blue-clothed scholar's hand appeared above the slippery ghost at some point, falling heavily with the heavy power of the mountains!

The earth was directly beaten to collapse and dust flew.

The flesh and blood body of the slippery ghost was instantly broken into a pool of red and white objects by this blow.

"Dead!?"

Cang Yuangui looked at this scene in disbelief.

However, there was no sign of slackness in the eyes of the scribe in the blue shirt.

really--

In full view of everyone.

The pool of blood on the ground slowly wriggled, and finally gathered together, forming the appearance of a young man in blood again.

Compared to before, the blood in those eyes seemed to be stronger...

"this...!!!"

Cang Yuangui was dumbfounded.

What a terrifying vitality this is?

What shocked it even more was that

The aura on the resurrected slip-headed ghost seemed to be stronger than before.

"So amazing, is this the level of Xuan Gui?"

Even the desolate ghost looked at the other person in surprise at this moment.

On the other side.

"No wonder the master did not completely destroy this ghost. Where is the other party's death gate?"

The scribe in the green shirt naturally felt the changes of the other party, frowned, and fell into thought.

Not just vitality...

Every time the other party resurrects from the dead, the aura emitted by the other party will not only not be reduced, but will become stronger...

Could it be that our own attacks will make it evolve?

Can't think of it for the time being.

The scribe in the blue shirt immediately changed his mind and began to use the ability of the ban to limit the rightsquare.

"This guy reacted so quickly!"

The ghost driver gritted his teeth.

If it were an ordinary spirit master, he would have to waste his abilities on the slimming ghost for vain. However, after the first mistake, the other party immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing the slimming ghost and tried to seal it again.

"Go together! You can't let this guy seal the slippery ghost again!"

Suddenly, the Yuan ghosts in the underworld also used their own abilities and began to fight.

The young man in blood is worthy of being a slippery ghost at the level of the mysterious ghost. He is not afraid of death at all. His fierce and cruel fighting style has greatly restricted the literati in blue.

"It's so annoying!"

Even though the Qingshan scholar was an eighth-level spiritual master, he arrived in a hurry this time and did not prepare any unnecessary means.

Even because of his own ability, the [virtualization] of the ghost driver is quite difficult for him.

But it is not easy for one side of the Underworld to kill the other side of the four Yuan ghosts and another Xuan ghost.

The Qingshi scribe has a passive ability of perception, and can predict the damage he will suffer in the next second in advance, and then avoid it in advance.

As a result, after a fight, both sides had no choice but to deal with each other.

"Sir Tianxiang?"

The old man with white hair was extremely anxious. Why couldn’t even Master Tianxiang catch these ghosts?

"Well, let these evil beasts jump around for a few more days."

The scribe in blue shirt had a dull expression, and it seemed that he was not concerned about all the things he had just done.

The ghost driver smiled coldly, and disappeared in front of the other party with the ghosts, while speaking, "Wait, I will make you pay the price for the death of the Beiming ghost..."

"Oh."

The scribe in the green shirt chuckled, with only ridicule in his eyes.

but...

Looking at the sea of ​​corpses and blood all over the ground, even as the Eighth Spirit Master, I am used to seeing blood.

But the Qingshan scholar still couldn't help frowning, "This underworld... is really a bit troublesome... No wonder Chief Su didn't take it down last time..."

......

"Yinyang Ghost Realm...Xuan Ghost..."

Anming Apartment, in the room.

Jiang Xiao looked at the emergency news just issued by Tianji Palace, and felt sad for a moment.

"What if one day the ghost drivers find out that I'm not dead?"