Reborn from Another World to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 149.The female ghost turned into rotten meat noodles?
The woman in the red dress couldn't find Mu Jinqian's location, so she immediately locked on to Huangman's location, planning to kill Huangman first, and then go to find Mu Jinqian's location.

Mo Zitong frowned, this Mu Jinqian would play smart, there is nothing wrong with hiding himself, but the danger of barbarism was immediately magnified infinitely.

Seeing the situation was not good, she came out through the window and came out in front of the woman, reaching out her hand to block the attack of the woman in the red dress, because time was running out, and the golden light spell on her body hadn't completely covered her body.

The fingernail broke the golden light spell, and Mo Zitong was shocked to take a few steps back, and his chest was in pain as if it was filled with water.

She looked at the woman intently.

Red dress, black hair, blood clots in the eyes, and corpse spots on the arms.

This woman is already dead, boiled to death by the wronged soul.

"Monster, I can't keep you here."

The woman in red grinned and laughed, and that weird voice made everyone shiver.She kept twisting her body, looking at Mo Zitong in an extremely strange posture.

"A little Taoist priest? If you want to kill slaves, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Slaves.

These two words made Mo Zitong startled, this female ghost's life should be very long.

How can any woman call herself a slave in a hundred years?

No wonder it's so cloudy...

She doesn't dare to boast about Haikou now, saying that there is a breeze watching the town here, how awesome...

Mo Zhitong took a step back and used the magic technique, his fingers glowing with dazzling golden light.

"Righteous golden fire, exorcising demons and demons, Yan!"

The talisman instantly turned into a beam of fire and flew towards the woman. The woman waved her hand and the fire disappeared.Mo Zitong's attack was like playing house at the moment, and was of no use at all.

"You only have such a little ability? Now go to the slave's house to make a move. If you want to complain, little Taoist priest, you can blame your own life!"

The woman opened her mouth with a smile, a huge tan tongue stuck out, and a moldy and rotten breath rushed towards Mo Zitong!

fuck.

Is this a hangman?

Why is the tongue so long?
Mo Zitong quickly moved back a few steps, and took out the evil spirit sword in his hand. The evil spirit sword had never seen such a powerful evil spirit. For a moment, the charm engraved with cinnabar on it showed a golden light of excitement!

Mo Zitong's eyes froze.

Swooping, chopping and thrusting...

The anti-evil sword struck the woman's arm, making a banging sound...

The woman's body was very hard, no matter how the evil spirit sword attacked, it would only result in minor skin cuts.

Brown blood flowed out.

Mo Zitong frowned when she saw the skin trauma...

This corpse is already as solid as a rock, and this female ghost’s deeds can be said to last a thousand years.

At this moment, if she uses the spell of Qingfengguan, she will definitely not be able to regain this woman immediately,
Her spells can be regarded as two years of practice at most, which can't be compared with the Taoism of a thousand-year-old female ghost.

This kind of Taoist female ghost can only be subdued by at least a Taoist priest of the level of the senior brother, but it is definitely not the best policy to see the barbarian lying on the ground and dragging out a hard fight.

Thinking of this, Mo Zitong pursed her lips...

Then it's just a quick fix!
Mo Zitong has never used her abilities.

This moment can no longer be hidden.

The surrounding temperature began to drop, and the mist gathered, and the icy mist enveloped her and the woman in the red dress.

After the aura in her body is mixed with real energy, its power is much stronger than before.

Mo Zitong waited for the ice mist to form a protective film on the woman, so that she would not be harmed by the corpse poison when she touched the woman. The yin energy in her chest was so strong that she could not get hurt again.

The woman in red felt an abnormality in her body, and knew that the longer the time, the worse it would be for her, so she rushed forward with all her strength.

The moment Mo Zitong grabbed the woman in red's arm, she didn't make any aggressive moves, but laughed softly:

"Fuck you."

In an instant, the woman in red disappeared into the air.

There is an extra spirit pill in her backpack.

The Lingpo Pill can remove decay and regenerate muscles, and bring the dead back to life. It also has a miraculous effect on zombies, and can turn zombies back into humans.

Except for getting one when sacrificing the yellow skin before, I never got it again.

Ahri's voice rang in my ear...

"That's right. This kind of meat is perfect for making rotten meat noodles. The cooks at my place said that you are a genius. You can find such a good thing. Don't forget to sacrifice this kind of thing in the future. Oh Yo, it smells so good, these eyeballs are delicious!"

Mo Zitong's physical pain is nothing, she is thinking now...

How did this decomposed corpse turn into a bowl of rotten meat noodles?

The heart that had been calm was now disturbed.

No.

It must be that my stomach is making waves, it's so damn disgusting.

Huang Man was a little uncomfortable lying on the ground, he felt that his meridians were all blocked, and the power in his body was completely useless.

It seems that the only thing left is to wait for death.

Mo Zitong walked over and grabbed Huang Man's arm, saying in his mouth:

"Lingbao Tianzun, comforting figure. Disciple's soul, five viscera and mysterious spirit. Green dragon and white tiger, battles are divided, Suzaku Xuanwu, guard's figure, scattered!"

Black smoke came out of both of them, most of the Yin Qi in her chest dissipated, and she finally got better...

Dark purple blood dripped from Huangbar's body, and he lay on the ground as if he had collapsed, panting heavily.

After you catch your breath...

"Squad leader, it's so cool. I feel like I'm being cupped all over my body. What the hell was that just now... Scared... Scared me to death. Is there still a ghost here?"

Only at this time did she realize that besides the corpse aura left by the unjust ghost just now, there was also some moisture on Huangman's body, which should be caused by the negative energy of the thunder spell.

Sure enough, cultivation is something that not just anyone can do.

Without a method of cultivation, it is like gambling with one's life.

This time, she also helped Huang Man get rid of some sequelae by mistake.

"Let's go, we'll be here today."

Fatty Wang stopped what he was doing at this moment. They were four or five small wooden balls. At this moment, the wooden balls were floating in the air, glowing with a wood-colored shimmer.

Li Moli was also surprised when she saw Fatty Wang's ability.

She saw Fatty Wang concentrating on engraving something just now, and she felt a little bit complaining in her heart.
Everyone is fighting, Fatty Wang is too unmanly to shrink in the room.

Now it seems that Fatty Wang has his own plans.

"Let's go back. It's enough for my little balls to spread the talisman water here. They will come back to get the talisman water by themselves. Let's come back tomorrow and kill the zombies. I can't kill female ghosts, but this kind of orderly work This thing is my forte.”

Fatty Wang carried the barbarian on his back, and the group walked back...

Mo Zitong chanted the invisibility spell, and for a while the possessed zombies couldn't perceive them at all.

"Hey, squad leader. How did that female ghost die just now? And the fog is also unclear. Why is there a sudden thick fog? I don't think it's the power of the female ghost, because there is a lot of power in the fog. A sense of righteousness. But you are a person of Qingfengguan, and you should not be able to use this kind of fog-type magic."

Fatty Wang had been paying attention to Mo Zitong's every move while he was carving something.
He found that the fog was a bit strange, and this power didn't seem to be the means of the female ghost.

However, there is no one here who knows how to make fog...

Mo Zitong knew that there were always people who couldn't hide it, but she could kill her and refuse to admit it.

(End of this chapter)