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Shizheng of Tibetan Scriptures goes over and over to the sixteenth

Bao Daoyi's Martial Uncle blew his flute, and in the middle of the night, he cried like a ghost.

The sound of the flute rose up, and a huge black skeleton appeared in the air. The skeleton opened its mouth and let out a soundless whistle, and wherever the whistle went, Wu Soong, A’chou, and Zhang Danian's entire body went cold.

Initially, Jiang Xiaobai was still lying prone beside Zhang Danian. When she heard the sound of the flute, she immediately stood up, and her ears could not help but slightly vibrate. She raised her doggy eyes and stared at the black skeleton in the air.

After a moment, the cold air in the underground palace got stronger and stronger.

A dozen phantoms suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

That figure was floating in the air and looked like a human figure. However, under the dim candlelight, the dozens of figures were faintly discernible.

Wu Soong's heart sank, he knew that this old Taoist definitely knew some evil techniques, which was why he summoned the ghosts near the Six Hells Tower and the Underground Palace.

If these dozens of ghost shadows were to attack from the front, then the four people inside the underground palace would be infected by the cold ghost aura. The ghost aura would be as strong as a zombie's.

Wu Soong looked at the Tiger Box in his hands, feeling worried in his heart, wondering if the Junzi Sword inside the Tiger Box could stop this ghost that came from the underworld.

In the stone room, tens of ghost figures slowly approached Wu Soong, A’chou and Zhang Danian. Bao Daoyi and the old Daoist could not help but smile.

Their smiles contained endless meanings. Their smiles contained ridicule, killing intent, and even a trace of malice.

The dozens of ghosts came closer and closer. Wu Soong yelled, "Sword out — —" The Tiger Box bounced off the ground as it flew out from the Tiger Box with a 'sou' sound. It suddenly pounced towards the old Daoist.

That year, the old Daoist casually took out a long sword and placed it on his chest to protect it.

The Junzi Sword slashed out with its sword tip.

The old Daoist swung the long sword in his hand, striking towards the sharp sword tip of the Junzi Sword.

With a clang, the Junzi Sword collided with the old Daoist in his hands, and the long sword was immediately chopped into two halves, falling onto the ground.

The Junzi Sword then rushed towards the old Taoist once again.

Wu Soong saw that the long sword in that old Taoist's hand was not as strong as the Junzi Sword that flew out from the Tiger Box, and his heart was slightly relieved as he thought to himself, "It seems that this Ox-nose is not that powerful."

However, at this moment, the tens of phantoms suddenly rushed over.

Facing the ghosts from the Underworld, Wu Soong was momentarily at a loss. After all, these ghosts were formless and formless, so it was still a problem to deal with them.

A’chou also paled. Zhang Danian was also at a loss as to what to do.

Just then, the Jiang Xiaobai shook her head, following that all the hair on her body stood up, she crouched on the ground, opened her mouth, and took a deep breath.

Jiang Xiaobai opened her mouth and inhaled, the phantoms that were only Zhang away from the three of them immediately lost control of them and fell down from the sky, quickly being swallowed into her stomach.

The few ghosts seemed to have been swallowed in an instant, and the dozens of ghosts behind them seemed to have discovered the terrifying point that was beyond their imagination, and immediately scattered in all directions in panic.

Jiang Xiaobai sprung up, her body floating in the air, and once again, took in a few breaths, and a few more Phantom Shadow ghosts were swallowed by Jiang Xiaobai.

In the blink of an eye, the other phantoms had already fled far away.

The Jiang Xiaobai descended and ran around the stone room frantically. The remaining tens of ghost shadows did not seem to dare to escape the stone room, they were actually trembling with fear, they could only hide in every direction, and in the end, were swallowed by the Jiang Xiaobai.

Bao Daoyi turned pale with fright, and couldn't help but shout at the old Daoist: "Martial Uncle, there is a Devouring Soul here, this, this cannot beat them--Martial Uncle, you hold on first, I will retreat first, Martial Uncle is so capable, they can't do anything to you. After Martial Nephew escapes, they vowed to avenge Martial Uncle." Bao Daoyi could not help but bluff, with some oil under his feet, he turned and ran.

That year, the old Daoist was forced by the Junzi Sword to pull out a horsetail whisk and fight with it. Unexpectedly, Bao Daoyi turned and slipped away, which was beyond his expectations.

The old Daoist Priest turned pale with fright. The horsetail whisk flew out of his hand as he retreated several steps back. He was just about to heave a sigh of relief when he felt someone suddenly slap him on the back. Then, they heard Wu Soong laugh out loud behind him: "Sit down."

The palm strike was from Wu Soong, striking right at the back of the old Daoist man's spine. The strength was neither light nor heavy, but it was just right, causing the old Daoist to feel sore all over.

That year, the old Daoist sat down on the ground involuntarily. The Junzi Sword broke through the horsetail whisk and then flew to the top of the old Daoist's head.

The old Daoist felt a chill on his head, he sighed, and did not resist, and said to Wu Soong: "Wu Erlang, I lost to you today, if you want to kill me or cut me into pieces, you can do it."

A’chou stuck out his tongue and made a face, then said to the old Taoist: "Damned bull's nose, you can't not admit defeat. If you lose, then my master will definitely cut you into pieces."

It would have been better if A’chou hadn't played the part of a ghost. He made a face, and his ugly face became even uglier.

Zhang Danian looked at Wu Soong, to see how Wu Soong would deal with this old Daoist.

Wu Soong sealed all the acupoints on his body, then kept the Junzi Sword in one hand and the old Daoist in the other. He walked to the bed and threw the old Daoist on the floor, then sat down on the bed and leaned on the wall again. He heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Xiaobai who was still feeling full of energy, and thought to herself: "Who would have thought that this Devouring Soul would actually be the one that saved laozi's life today?"

Although his injuries were much better, when he took action, he was afraid that he could not beat Bao Daoyi and the old Daoist could not even beat him, not to mention that the old Daoist could use the Ghost Flute to assist him. He was able to gather the ghosts around the Six Hells Tower, which was something he was far from being able to do, but he did not expect to rely on the Jiang Xiaobai who had devoured the spirits of the world and the Junzi Sword s to turn the tables around and win in an instant.

Wu Soong thought that it was a fluke, and looked at the old Taoist in the tiger's eyes, sizing him up, and seeing that Wu Soong was looking at him that year, the old Taoist was scared out of his wits. Who knew what method Wu Soong was going to use to torture him with.

Wu Soong bellowed: Ox nose, tell me your name first!

The Ghost Flute in Niu Nose's hand that could gather hundreds of ghosts and souls naturally had an extraordinary origin.

Wu Soong had to figure out the origins of this Ox-nose guy first …