You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

"Haha! Liar? Who told you to stupidly dance with ghosts? You are so stupid that you will die!"

"You haven't noticed it for more than ten years, but today you are here and think you can still compete with me!"

When the breath-eater saw the menacing village chief, he summoned his own soul, which was extremely powerful.

It contained endless yang energy, and it was hard to tell what kind of method he had used to crush the village chief's soul in the blink of an eye.

"Do not……"

The village chief looked at the breathtaking ghost unwillingly, his face turned ashen, and tears of regret quietly fell from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't expect that he was so weak, that he couldn't resist even if he was manipulated by others.

The soul of the village chief disappeared inside the ancestral hall. The disappeared soul had been eaten into the body by the air-eating ghost, and he could no longer sense even a breath.

Turning his head, the breath-eater turned his target to Mu Jiu downstairs, and pointed at Mu Jiu on the first floor.

"It's you who ruined my plan, right? Then let me see what strength you have!"

At this moment, Mu Jiu's body was no longer under his control, and was actually pulled up by an invisible force.

Thunder!

Mu Jiu quickly summoned a thunderbolt from the small red coffin and hit the breath-taking ghost directly.

This sudden attack also caught the breathtaking ghost off guard, and he was shaken and sizzling by the electric shock.

"You... such a young ghost catching master can still have a territory like Tianlei. It seems that you are qualified to be my opponent!"

The body of the breath-eater suddenly burst out with a tyrannical force, which directly shook away the remaining thunder on his body.

Immediately, he raised his fist and hit Mu Jiu hard on the chest. The speed of this blow was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Mu Jiu swayed and barely managed to dodge the opponent's fist. He raised his sword from the side and stabbed the air-eater on the head.

crackling...

The breath-eater didn't suffer much damage. He looked back and punched Mu Jiu again, this one hitting Mu Jiu directly in the chest.

The next second, a devouring force emitted from the breath-eater, and it almost pulled out a soul from Mu Jiu's body.

When this soul just left the body, the birthstone in the little red coffin suddenly shone, firmly protecting this soul in the body.

The breath-eater looked at Mu Jiu in disbelief and questioned:

"How is that possible! Even a junior Celestial Master will be ripped out of his soul with one move from me. What's more, you haven't reached the level of a junior Celestial Master at all!"

"Haha... This master has his own magic method. You are just a two-spirited brat who thinks you know better, but you are just a frog in the well!"

While the breath-eater could not recover from the shock, Mu Jiu stabbed out with another sword, this sword carrying the last ray of thunder power in the little red coffin.

The sky thunder and green flames merged together, and the white-green light pierced the breath-eater's chest.

Rumble

A large hole was penetrated into the body of the breath-eater, and Mu Jiu was also exhausted and gasping for air.

The surrounding wolves and soul-stealing ghosts had no intention of coming to help the breath-bearing ghost. The noble beast blood and

The breath-eater did not make any screams, but slowly took off his mask.

His face turned out to be a composite of countless different faces, and each face represented a soul that had been devoured.

Every face showed an expression of grief, anger and helplessness. They were suppressed by the breath-eaters and turned into their own power.

"Jie Jie Jie... It's so interesting. Your soul must be delicious~ Then let you be my meal!"

Countless black shadows were seen emanating from the breath-eater's body, and the black shadows spread very quickly, forming a black mist.

The black mist in the room was constantly expanding, and in the center of the black mist, countless faceless heads slowly emerged, emitting bursts of broken laughter.

"Hehehe...hahahaha...hehehehe..."

All kinds of laughter were heard one after another in the ancestral hall, enchanting Mu Jiu's hearing, and the sound spread, as if it was about to swallow everything.

Mu Jiu held his breath and felt the movements around him. He was not in a hurry to take action. It seemed that everything was as expected.

The next second, Mu Jiu slashed out with his sword, and it exploded in the black mist. The smell of burning green flames was very pungent.

Then the Qiankun Bagua Mirror was pulled out from his hand and shined through a corner of the black mist.

But what Mu Jiu didn't expect was that the breathtaking ghost would hide in the black mist and launch a sneak attack.

The two souls he condensed directly suppressed Mu Jiu, while his own body directly absorbed his Yang Qi.

With a puff, the breath-eater absorbed most of Mu Jiu's yang energy in one gulp, and Mu Jiu's body fell down instantly.

"Look, if you haven't dared to join me yet, does a child still think that he is that kind of old monster who has been hiding for many years?"

The gas-eating ghost kept absorbing Mu Jiu's yang energy, but the yang energy in Mu Jiu's body seemed to never dry up, and was continuously replenished into the body.

The more he devoured it, the more frightened he felt. The yang energy in this kid's body was probably stronger than that of an average junior heavenly master, or even comparable to an intermediate heavenly master.

The ghost-turning lineage also has a very clear division of labor in terms of strength, and does not give levels to those ghost catchers who lack sufficient strength.

Once you become a junior Celestial Master, you can start a sect and establish a sect. If you reach the intermediate Celestial Master, you can command the surrounding junior Celestial Masters to do your bidding. If you reach the senior Celestial Master, you will be the overlord of a party and be in charge of the peace of that party.

Each level of Heavenly Master is divided into nine levels, and the levels are divided according to the degree of Yang Qi stored and the level of flames that can be used.

Generally, the seven-color flame level is an entry-level flame, and if it is upgraded from purple or later, it will condense the human fire. At that time, it will enter the ranks of junior heavenly masters.

Mu Jiu knew this from his grandfather's records, and his grandfather was a high-level heavenly master who was in charge of a territory hundreds of miles outside the Xiangbei City area.

It can be said that he has a prominent reputation, and his existence is unknown to everyone on the road.

It was only after he mysteriously disappeared twenty years ago that many people forgot his existence.

He only heard the breath-eater scream, his voice was high-pitched, his face was twisted, it made people's scalp numb just looking at it.

"This...how is this possible? How can you have the same breath as that person? This is impossible!"

When Breatharian was shocked, he was once again attacked by Mu Jiu, and a small blade pierced directly into his body.

"If I let you get distracted while fighting, you will die if you take it lightly!"

As soon as Mu Jiu finished speaking, he struck out with another knife, and the small blade directly cut open the breath-eater's belly.

This time, the breath-taking ghost who was originally seriously injured couldn't bear it anymore. He stood there and screamed in pain.

"Ah! Regardless of whether you are that child or not, you will definitely die today!"

Life is like morning dew, heaven and earth accompany me!

The breath-eater used his soul that had been devoured here for more than ten years to improve his cultivation.

These souls poured into the body of the breath-taking ghost like an enlightenment, and in an instant, the breath-taking ghost condensed his third soul.

"Oops, the third soul!"