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My heart hung in my throat, as I didn't dare move, afraid that the Cyan Blades would notice me. I saw Seventh Uncle's expression become more and more serious, sweat dripping from his chin as he spoke. The temperature was also getting lower and lower, so much so that I could feel the firewood in the distance trembling.

I know that Seventh Uncle and the Green-Skinned Apprentice Ghost have both collapsed, do you want to make a move now? Rumor has it that it was created by a living person, and it was voluntary, so the power of this kind of half human, half ghost was very strong, and compared to a normal living corpse, zombie, flying corpse, jumping corpse, there was no comparison at all.

Suddenly, the youth in green's body froze, and he also trembled a bit. Could it be that Seventh Uncle's mental attack technique had worked?

"Impossible!" A woman's voice, but without the sharpness and softness of a woman's voice, sounded particularly harsh. That indescribable feeling of hoarseness was like a burning throat, and the woman's voice became especially low and deep.

Not only me, a firewood fell from the back of the stack. It was obvious that the two people behind me had been touched, but this time, the Green-Catcher was alarmed as well. He tilted his head to the side and floated straight towards the firewood.

Behind me, I could see that the Cyan Catcher, barefoot, had not moved from the ground, had not even taken a step, and was indeed moving across the ground.

I immediately wanted to chase after him to stop him, but Seventh Uncle's eyes were wide open as he gestured to me with his sign language. His meaning was very simple.

Holding in his breath, he watched Seventh Uncle leap up and stand in front of the firewood. He stopped him with his hands and spoke no more nonsense: "The sins you suffered while you were alive belong to your previous life. There is no need to let the people of this world repay your debts.

"Fair?" Every word that came out of his mouth stimulated my nerves, "If you talk fairness to me, aren't the sins that the Dragon Gate Sect have suffered few? This mountain was filled up with corpses, so there's no need to bargain with me. I've waited so long for him to show up, and I will make him suffer a fate worse than death. "

His nails were black, and he stretched them out towards Seventh Uncle. At this moment, Seventh Uncle didn't have any intention of dodging, and with a sudden drop of his head and a slam of his shoulder, he pushed the monster away, putting his big hands in front of his body. "Wait a moment, if I have a way to revive you, would you be willing to give up this enmity?"

"Resurrection?" The sharp nails of the Cyan Blaze Ghost stopped in the air. Its expression became stiff and the corner of its mouth slightly changed.

Fuck, revived again? Do you want me to do it? Resurrection Wen Ran has already caused me to lose several years of my life. If you want me to revive an unrelated ghost, even if it means death, I won't do it.

The monster slowly raised the corner of its mouth, "Resurrection! "Bullshit." With a howl, he charged towards Seventh Uncle again.

Seventh Uncle took two steps back and put his heel against the firewood. Even though Seventh Uncle was getting on in years, his movements were still light and agile. The Viridescent Ghost's sharp claws moved twice, but Seventh Uncle dodged them all.

I know that the culprit's goal wasn't Seventh Uncle, but Fatty Lei, who was behind him. What did their previous conversation mean? Although Fatty Lei was a Bane, a person who looked down on people and had bad luck, he wouldn't have such a huge grudge with him. He was willing to give up the chance to live and refine himself into a ghost? "You know, it was just a coincidence that the ghoul appeared. No ghouls could be found among the ten thousand dying corpses.

First of all, this idea was rejected by me. Fatty Lei did not have the qualifications to become the enemy of the youth thief. Since there was no enmity between them, why did the youth monster only recognize Fatty Lei?

No wonder there are so many ghosts in the vicinity. Logically speaking, this kind of Daoist sacred land should be a place where ghosts don't invade, and there shouldn't be any ghosts in a radius of dozens of miles. From what Ling Xiaozi said about the guardian spirit beasts, I should be able to determine that it's impossible for Daoist sects to have these existences.

Since it was a sin committed by the Dragon Sect, it had to do with Ling Xiaozi. Ling Xiaozi, Fatty Lei, and the beautiful female ghost. What was the connection between these three?

The answer was obvious. The three of them had nothing to say. The culprit was the Dragon Sect, while the unlucky one was Fatty Lei. Was it reasonable?

Seventh Uncle was suppressed to the point where he couldn't fight back at all. There were several large wounds on his body that were so deep that the bones could be seen, and blood kept flowing out of his wounds. I could no longer hold it in as I stepped forward with seven steps under my feet. A burst of movement technique rose up from beneath his feet.

I didn't expect the effect to be so intense after covering my Ghost Eye previously. It was like coming back to life after suffering a great suffering. The Thunder Palm struck towards the head of the Cyan Catcher, and after a roar of death, it was knocked back a few meters by me.

Looking at its eyes, it had been staring straight at Seventh Uncle, and now, it still had not noticed my existence, which made me confident, making me completely blind. Since ordinary techniques and magical tools were useless against the Cyan Catcher, then I will let you have a taste of Master Huang's Seven Star Kick, with an evil wind at his feet, and the pressure coming from his body, and the Cyan Catcher was still in a daze, when a kick had come up, right on its chin.

After kicking it, I regretted it immediately. Even though I was wearing shoes, my feet were burning in pain, even my toes felt like they were fractured. The bones of the green ghost were completely mutated, and were as hard as steel.

However, the monster only slightly raised its head without any reaction. Even the expression on its face was very calm.

Looking at the kick, there was no effect at all. Damn it, he thought to himself, my psychic successor has gone to waste! Even you, a "human spirit", I am unable to do anything! What face do you have to mess around in the underworld?

This is the most sinister technique of the Spirit Communication Concealment Technique, to shatter the soul of the wrongdoer, to let it never reincarnate, to let it turn into dust. I know that it is not a 100% green ghost, if not it will appear during the day, I hope that the "Spirit Communication Concealment Technique" 's ultimate skill will have an effect on its starting point.

"Xiu Jia Li Shang, Du Jia Kun Gen, Jing Jia Gan Ying, Life and Death Jia Kan, opening shock and shock." With a single stomp, he sent up a cloud of dust into the air. Gathering his dantian's Qi into his palm, he sent it towards the green ghost's face.

When my palm covered its face, the fire and ice seemed to have reached a boiling point. The burning sensation in my palm was really unbearable, and the cold, bone-chilling face of the Black Scorpion slowly melted as if it was warming her up.

The Cyan Catcher immediately reacted, its black eyes instantly emitting green light, a light that can steal away one's soul. In that instant, it caused me to take a step back, and I knew that this move had worked, pushing down on its face with all my might.

His body was trembling, his limbs were stiff, and he began to make bone-knotting noises. "Wah!" A roar that shook the sky and caused me to lose my hearing instantly, and white smoke rose up in front of my eyes, like a fire extinguisher shooting out in front of my eyes. A violent reaction appeared in the body of the Cyan Catcher, and the energy that exploded out was astonishing as well, sending me flying back and crashing into the firewood behind me.

Immediately, there was a sound of something collapsing as he looked at the green ghost. It was really a green face and sharp teeth. His black mouth revealed pale teeth. He turned his head to face the wooden wall, and with a "bam", he flew out.

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. It wasn't a complete victory, but he still had the upper hand. A muffled sound came from below him, "Huang, hurry up and get up. You can't vent your anger anymore."

I was lying on the pyre. That breath had already taken half of my life, and with another strike, my body felt like it was on the verge of collapse. I couldn't even move, and you still wanted me to dodge.

Lying leisurely on the bed, Seventh Uncle quickly pulled me down. His actions were rather rough as he threw me on the ground, and from the abandoned firewood, he pulled out the two people. "Hurry up and leave. With such a large commotion just now, Ling Xiaozi will be coming over very soon."

For a moment, I finally understood why Ling Xiaozi had used such a clumsy method to trap us. His goal wasn't to capture us as the Mountain God the next day, but to let us be cannon fodder.

However, there are some flaws in this thought. How does he know that either Fatty Lei or the four of us will be able to attract the youth thief?