Yama arrives

Du Yun didn't expect that he was so popular. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at the ugly appearance of the ghosts with a bland expression.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a mass of prison fire rose, burning directly from the ground to the roof, as if a wall of fire blocked Du Yun's body.

Chapter 302 Even Dare to Catch a White Dragon

The dozen or so evil spirits rushing to the front had a tragedy, their burned bodies immediately smoked, wisps of spiritual energy dissipated from their bodies, and their cultivation base was greatly reduced.

"Damn! What the hell? This kid is not simple."

"Spiritual Fire! This is a strong person in the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

"Yulong, the dog day, the whole master of the spiritual realm came in to abuse us, it's so fucking inhuman."

The dungeon is more than 100 square meters, and thirty or forty evil spirits are locked up, all in the psychic realm.

This kind of little ghost had no resistance in front of Du Yun's prison fire, and was so frightened that they all retreated into the corner and stuck to the corner. Even if they were more than ten meters away from the prison fire, they could still feel restless.

"Why don't you go up? Didn't you yell just now that you want to suck up my energy and drink up my blood? I'll just stand here, sir. Come on!"

Du Yun was very embarrassed.

He has the capital of being arrogant.

All the ghosts bowed their heads in silence, drinking the blood of a strong man in the spiritual realm?What an international joke.

"It seems that you are all timid, can you chat calmly now?"

All the ghosts nodded.

Chatting is fine, as long as you don't play with fire.

Du Yun put away the prison fire, walked to a clean corner and sat down, beckoned and said, "You two come here, help me beat my back."

The two ghosts subconsciously floated over, one beat his back and the other squeezed his shoulders.

Suddenly, the back-thumping male ghost screamed: "Fuck! So you are a dead man!"

Only then did the shoulder-pinching ghost realize: "What a dead man! You can touch him."

Du Yun slapped the two ghosts away and cursed, "You are the dead."

The second ghost covered his painful face, feeling aggrieved: "We are already dead!"

Du Yun rolled his eyes and cursed again: "Your family is dead."

"No! He is not dead, he has a heartbeat." Soon, the ghost discovered something new.

Suddenly, the supernatural cell exploded.

All the ghosts stuck to the corner of the wall again, wishing they could fly away through the wall.But there are formations around the cell, so it is impossible to fly out.

Facing the terrified and astonished expressions of the ghosts, Du Yun felt very helpless. Obviously you are the ghosts, why do you still have the expression of seeing a ghost?

"You don't have to be afraid. I am indeed a living person, but I have a special constitution and can contact spirit bodies. I have no ill intentions towards you. Yulong locked me in. I will stay here for one night and then I will leave."

Everything is under Du Yun's control.

The reason why he was subdued and locked up was because he wanted to find out more culprits behind the scenes. His instinct told Du Yun that Feng Wu was not the only one involved in this incident. There must be other moths in the Jin City Supernatural Bureau.

"Damn! It turned out to be Yulong's son-in-law. I hate him the most. I cursed him for having a son without eyes and marrying a wife who is a cock."

"Young Xia is a righteous man at first glance, but Yulong blinded him and arrested Young Xia here."

"If I can go out, I will definitely help Shaoxia kill that bastard Yulong!"

Whether people are alive or dead.

The nature of flattering dies hard.

For some reason, since Du Yun was struck by lightning, he has an innate sense of intimacy with spirit bodies. This is also the fundamental reason why he helped Lin Yuhan, took in Bai Fucheng, and continued to help ghosts.

Therefore, facing the room full of evil spirits, Du Yun was neither afraid nor disgusted. Instead, he had the feeling of gathering with friends, and soon became one with these ghosts.

It was early morning when we chatted.

Footsteps came from outside the cell, Du Yun immediately made a booing gesture to all the ghosts, and then said in a low voice, "It's Feng Wu's footsteps, do any ghosts here hate him?"

All the ghosts raised their hands high.

"Okay! After Feng Wu opens the door, I will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. You cooperate with me in acting, and when I am not paying attention, I will arrest Feng Wu and let everyone calm down."

Oh yeah!

The prison cell was opened with a small gap, and Feng Wu had temporarily opened the sky eye with the sky eye talisman, and saw all the ghosts gathered together, squatting on the ground, sucking the spiritual energy in Du Yun's body.

"That Feng Wu really found out his conscience! He sent a living man in, and he is still a warrior. The aura all over his body tastes so damn good."

"Hey! It's 10 minutes, get out of the way of your ghosts, it's time for us to absorb this wave."

"Hurry up, everyone. That guy is dead, and his aura is draining very quickly. If he doesn't suck it up, he will be gone."

The words of the ghosts fell into Feng Wu's ears, and he had a smug smile on his face, daring to fight against the young master, this is what will happen to you kid.

It's just that the smile hadn't fully bloomed yet, and he suddenly became stiff. Feng Wu felt a strong force spread from his arms. The next second, his body flew uncontrollably into the supernatural prison, and his scalp was about to explode in fright.

The cell door opened.

The eyes of all the ghosts are bright, this is a good time to escape.

Du Yun's indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "I don't know what you have committed to get you here, but there are family rules, and the country has the laws of the country. If anyone dares to fly away without authorization, don't blame me for being merciless."

The group of ghosts immediately gave up the idea of ​​running away. Firstly, they were afraid of Du Yun's strength; secondly, Du Yun had left a good impression on them.

Du Yun was very satisfied with the performance of the ghosts. He went to close the prison door, and then his eyes fell on Feng Wu.

"You, you're not dead?" Feng Wu's expression changed drastically, he was even more frightened than when he first entered the supernatural cell.

"Do you want me to die so much? Are you imprisoning me in a supernatural cell on purpose? You want to kill people to silence me." Du Yun's voice was cold.

Feng Wu was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he felt that he was about to lose his balance: "I, I don't have one. You have an evil knife, and you are an evil cultivator. According to the regulations of the General Administration, you should be locked in a supernatural cell."

"Hmph! You still dare to quibble, little ones, give it to me!"

Du Yun gave an order.

All the ghosts couldn't wait long ago and flocked to him.