Xuan Huan: I'm really not the child of luck

I saw this person tremblingly opened a small bottle cap, poured it into the formation, and quickly bent down.

Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing suddenly appeared in front of a female ghost whose face could not be seen.

The long hair completely covered his face, and she made a ghostly voice to Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing: "Now you have demolished all the graves of me and my devils, and made us homeless , how to calculate this account?"

"It seems that this is a real ghost. Did it really crawl out of the grave?"

This ghostly voice is long and mournful, making people shudder.

It was Ning Shuibing's first time dealing with ghosts, and she was somewhat scared.

After the female ghost finished speaking, a group of ghost children suddenly appeared beside him.

They were bleeding from seven holes, their faces were as white as paper, and the red blood stains on the white faces looked even more eerie and terrifying. They walked closer and closer to Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing.

"Give me back my homeland..." The cries of ghosts and wolves came one after another.

Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing were disturbed, making it difficult to gather spiritual energy!
At this time, I saw those ghosts rushing towards them, and they were suddenly covered by black mist. Pairs of bony hands stretched out towards them, grabbed their clothes, and tore them vigorously. What is a hundred claws scratching the heart? ?

Lin Feng was upright, the upright god couldn't hear this sound, he had to block his ears, and then he could concentrate and deal with this group of ghosts.

"Shui Bing, listen to me, quickly plug your ears, gather your energy, and close your eyes, so that our skills can be unleashed."

The two quickly meditated cross-legged without being disturbed by the outside world, concentrated their minds and gathered energy, and finally pushed out their spiritual power with their palms, and suddenly these ghosts disintegrated.

But the two used too much zhenqi and consumed too much.

I had to continue to exercise my energy and adjust my breath.

Seeing that Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing were about to break out.

Shopkeeper Qian and his associates are in a hurry.

"What about Money Manager? It seems that Baizi Guimu can't deal with them, why don't we withdraw? At least we can save our lives." Several other people also nodded and said that they can keep it. Qingshan is not afraid of running out of firewood.

Only the shopkeeper Qian didn't want to give up, because only he knew the treasures in Lin Feng's hands, and if he missed this time, it would be a rare event in his life.

For this he is willing to fight with his life.

But what is his cultivation?He is only an 8th level of evil cultivator, even if his master is called here, he is only a 10th level of evil cultivator, and he can only compete with Lin Feng, it is hard to guess who will win.

The Hundred Sons Ghost Mother, but the last trump card in his hand, can't deal with Lin Feng, so what other good ways are there?
If the hard ones don't work, let the soft ones come. Anyway, if you want to get a treasure, you have to find a way.

If it's too soft, you can still use a beauty trick.

There are still two tricks, let him give up his armor and claim defeat?impossible.

At this time, he cut his finger and spilled a few drops of blood, which turned into the ghosts of children in the formation.

Each of these ghosts is really cute.

Trembling, they walked up to Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing.

"Brother and sister, why do you want to go back to our family, we are homeless now?" These children's voices came and went, faintly resentful, childish.

Make people feel compassionate.

These childish voices caused Lin Feng and the others to be confused.

At this time, their minds and chests were completely filled with these childish children.

They are all looking for their homes plaintively.

"What about you? I feel that my spiritual power is losing little by little, and I can't protect the primordial spirit."

"The more you have to hold your breath now, and don't be disturbed by them, otherwise if you lose your soul, we will be in danger."

"Sister, you are so beautiful, come with me." An extremely deep girl's voice rang out, captivating people's hearts.

Ning Shuibing's mind almost followed the child's voice and walked out.

"Shui Bing, restrain your mind quickly, don't go crazy"

Seeing that Ning Shuibing's reaction was wrong, Lin Feng quickly pulled her back.

Ning Shuibing, you are in a half-foolish state at this time.

The girl in front held her hand and wanted to follow her.

Here Lin Feng also grabbed the corner of her clothes, not letting her move.

If she takes this step, she will lose her primordial spirit, and her life will be at stake.

Lin Feng also couldn't care less.

Cut off the girl's hand with a knife, and saw that the song suddenly retracted, and let go of Ning Shuibing.

Only now did Ning Shuibing come back to her senses, she was terrified, she almost died in Huangquan.

"Let's break out now."

"I don't want to be entangled with these ghosts here, blindfolded and killed."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he tore off his clothes and covered Ning Shuibing and himself.

Lin Feng holds the Qiankun Dao in his hand, and Ning Shuibing also holds the sword.

If you can't see those ghost children with your eyes, you won't feel pity. If you block your ears, you will never be disturbed by children's voices.

At this time, those ghosts saw the two men take out the Qiankun Dao and the bronze sword, and felt fear in their hearts.

Both of these are treasures for suppressing demons and eliminating demons.

These ghost boys and ghost mothers were all trembling.

"Let's kill it."

These ghosts suddenly rushed towards them, like moths to a flame.

But their ghosts once again died under the sword, never to be reborn.

Shopkeeper Qian is vigorously activating the magic technique, seeing that the corners of his mouth are bleeding, it is obvious that there is not enough evil spirit.

"Treasurer Qian, are you okay? Why don't we withdraw?" The people next to him saw the highly cultivated Shopkeeper Qian, and they couldn't resist. They didn't want to die under Lin Feng's knife, so they urged Qian The shopkeeper left quickly.

Unexpectedly, shopkeeper Qian has gone crazy and lost his mind. He grabbed the person next to him and used the blood of a living person to increase his demonic nature. He pressed the man's neck and bit it down. The method of drawing human blood to practice.

Seeing this, the other people were scared to death, but they didn't expect that the treasurer of money was actually a devil, and he even drank human blood.

Shopkeeper Qian sucked enough human blood here, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and continued to activate his sorcery.

He didn't believe that he couldn't beat these two people.

At this moment, when he was full of evil energy, Baizi Guimu, driven by his evil energy, glowed with new vitality, and suddenly rushed towards Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing.

Ning Shuibing didn't have time to dodge, but was grabbed by the neck by the mother of Baizigui, and was about to bite it down.

Lin Feng picked up the Qiankun Knife and stabbed it into the ghost mother's head. Immediately, countless black insects crawled out, making people feel uncomfortable. bones.

When the ghost boys saw the death of the ghost mother, they disappeared one after another.

Obediently returned to the soil.

At this time, the eyes of Lin Feng and Ning Shuibing were all clear, as if everything just now was just a nightmare and no longer existed.

Here, Shopkeeper Qian also fell short, turning into a puddle of mud and collapsing to the ground.

Lin Feng stepped forward and slashed at Shopkeeper Qian's chest, piercing his heart.

Go to hell, this damn evil cultivator.