The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

When the last ray of ghostly energy emanated from King Coffin Mountain's body, King Coffin Mountain had become a pile of bones.

This is the terrible backlash of evil arts. Anyone who practices evil arts will eventually end up like this.

The ghost energy that rushed out of Coffin Mountain King's body did not dissipate, but remained entrenched in Coffin Mountain.

The ghostly energy was very thick, and it was a large black mass, like a dark cloud.

Seeing this lingering ghostly energy, I frowned slightly, something was wrong.

call!

A gust of dark wind blew over, and the lingering ghostly aura rolled like a sea of ​​clouds, and then one after another figures emerged from the ghostly aura.

In an instant, dense crowds of people appeared, at least hundreds of them.

When I saw those figures, my pupils shrank.

Those figures are all ghosts. They are the wild ghosts in the Coffin Mountain Mass Grave. There are headless ghosts, hanged ghosts, and basically all kinds of people who died violently.

These ghosts were extremely resentful, shouting to the sky one after another, and the evil wind was blowing violently, looking like they would riot at any time.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Lingwei was a little nervous and called my name.

I waved my hand to her, indicating that she shouldn't be nervous and that it would be okay as long as I was there.

There is no doubt that they are indigenous here and the Coffin Hill mass grave is their home.

That Coffin Mountain King just ate the evil magic they practiced. Now that Coffin Mountain King dies in this way, they all come out.

They have a deep resentment towards King Coffin Mountain, and now they have turned into evil ghosts. Their eyes are full of killing and violence, and they want revenge.

"Eat them!"

An evil ghost roared, and suddenly hundreds of evil ghosts rushed toward us.

"Presumptuous!" I shouted angrily, and several thunder symbols blasted out.

Boom!

The thunder talisman exploded and thunder and lightning rolled, instantly frightening these evil spirits.

"I have killed the Coffin Mountain King who harmed you, who else do you want to eat?"

Facing my questioning, these evil spirits screamed and looked at me with extremely resentful eyes.

I looked at them and scolded:

"Don't look at me like that. If you want to fight with me, I will help you. See if you can survive from my hands."

"I will give you two choices now. First, continue to eat us. If you are killed by me, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will never be reincarnated!"

"Second, let go of the hatred in your heart. I can save you and send you to the underworld to be reincarnated."

"Whether it's life or death, it's up to you!"

It was tragic for these ghosts to meet the Coffin Mountain King. I still sympathized with their plight. If they listened to my advice, I would be happy to give them a ride.

If they don't listen to me and insist on confronting me, even if I sympathize with them in my heart, I will show no mercy.

When dealing with so many ghosts, there is no way to talk to them softly, reason with them, or convince them with virtue. No ghost will listen to you. You have to use ruthless tactics when you need to.

After hearing what I said, most ghosts hesitated and made a choice.

There will always be some thorns among these hundreds of ghosts. They roared and screamed, rushed towards me, and cursed:

"Stinky Master, you still want to lie to us, we won't fall for your trick, we will eat you!"

"Seeking death!" I said coldly, and shot out a divine fire talisman.

Swish!

In a roll of fire, the five 'thorn heads' were wrapped in flames and turned into a fireball.

"Ah, Master, please forgive me. We know we were wrong. Please give us another chance, Master..."

The ghost wrapped in fire screamed, and only then did he feel fear and regret.

I'm too lazy to pay attention to them. I've already given them the chance, but they don't appreciate it. Who's to blame?

I also needed to knock the mountain to shake the tiger, and they just happened to come together. How could I miss such an opportunity?

Under the gaze of hundreds of ghosts, the five thorns were directly burned into dregs by the fire.

"Tell me, what do you want to choose?" I shouted at the hundreds of ghosts.

After witnessing the intimidation of my strength, a ghost immediately knelt on the ground and cried to me:

"Master, I don't want to die. I want to let go of my resentment. Please save me and send me to reincarnation."

After the first ghost begged for mercy, the rest immediately followed suit and all knelt down.

Seeing this scene, the coldness on my face disappeared and I whispered:

"Since you choose to believe me, then I will naturally not let you down."

I sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recite the salvation mantra to save these ghosts.

As I recited the salvation mantra, the resentment of these ghosts quickly dissipated.

Soon every ghost became transparent. They no longer had a trace of resentment or a trace of nostalgia for the world. They were all transcended by me.

I burned a bunch of incense for them, let them eat a full meal, and then waved:

"It's almost time, let's all reincarnate!"

"Thank you, Master!" The ghosts kowtowed to me and went underground to the underworld one after another.

After all these ghosts went to the underworld, I felt that a wave of merit had fallen on me, and that feeling of blessedness came back.

Suddenly my face lit up with joy. I was about to make a breakthrough. It was so wonderful and made me so happy.

With the blessing of merit and virtue, cultivation comes naturally, and it really is not a lie.

I suppressed the joy in my heart and waited for a breakthrough in seclusion when I returned.

I walked to Qiu Lingwei and helped her up from the ground.

Qiu Lingwei's body was very cold, like a lump of ice.

There is a lot of ghost energy in her body, which needs to be forced out in time, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

The ghostly energy took over her body and she was unable to move.

I said:

"Qiu Lingwei, if you don't mind, I can carry you away."

Qiu Lingwei's cheeks were slightly red and she said:

"You can't just leave me here alone."

I laughed and said:

"As my teammate, I will naturally not abandon you."

I carried Qiu Lingwei on my back and left Coffin Mountain.

Once the demon King Coffin Mountain dies, peace will return to Coffin Mountain, and there will be no more hauntings here.

After leaving the mountain road, I put Qiu Lingwei in the passenger seat and drove to the hotel, eager to go back and help her exorcise the ghost spirit.

Qiu Lingwei looked at me and asked:

"Ding Lin, your plan to deal with King Coffin Mountain is really dangerous. If King Coffin Mountain doesn't fall for it, it will be over. Aren't you afraid?"

I smiled and said:

"I've always had better luck, so I'm still alive."

At that time, I had no choice. I had to give it a go. The word fear had long been forgotten.

Qiu Lingwei looked at me with a strange look in her eyes and asked softly:

"The Dragon Snake Pen is the top treasure of Feng Shui Xuanmen. Countless people want to get it. If you just give it to me, aren't you afraid that I will run away with your Dragon Snake Pen?"

I held the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the road ahead, and said calmly:

"Time is urgent. How could I think so much? I believe in my teammates."

A smile appeared on Qiu Lingwei's lips, she closed her eyes and fell asleep soon.