Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Lin Xiao smiled lightly, "Still pretending? A mere ghost actually created such a fake Yama hall, wishing to be the king of Hades! Are you worthy!"

Lin Xiao was afraid that if he continued to cooperate with him in acting, he would really think that he was King Qin Guang!

As soon as this word comes out.

The faces of King Qin Guang, Black and White Wuchang, and Bull Head and Horse Face in the hall all changed drastically.

65: Soul Tower!

"presumptuous!"

The four spoke at the same time.

The whole hall was full of ghosts.

Tens of thousands of ghosts wept together, it was terrifying!

Unparalleled Yin Qi charged straight at Lin Xiao's face.

An awe-inspiring pressure made his legs start to tremble violently.

On the forehead, a thin layer of sweat appeared.

Even with a hundred years of Dao Qi, Lin Xiao still has more than enough energy to show his strength in the face of these four people.

"You... dare to question me?"

King Qin Guang's face turned pale.

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and tried to stand up straight: "Only you, dare to pretend to be King Qin Guang? It is undoubtedly a big joke in the world! Come, let me see your true face!"

"Hahaha!"

King Qin Guang looked up to the sky and laughed.

"kill!"

He stopped smiling and his voice was harsh.

Get his permission.

Black and white impermanence and the four ghosts with a bull head and a horse face shot at Lin Xiao together.

The mourning stick, the hooking rope, the bull's head steel fork, and the horse-faced spirit flag all rushed towards Lin Xiao.

The majestic Yin Qi wrapped Lin Xiao tightly.

pat!

Bai Wuchang's seductive rope lashed hard at Lin Xiao's body.

There was a crisp sound.

Sparks splashed away from Lin Xiao's body.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Bai Wuchang's snow-white face revealed a hint of shock.

He is the most clear about the power of the Soul Hooking Rope.

Not to mention a mere little Taoist priest, even a top celestial master has to be a bit jealous.

Even if you don't die, you have to peel off the skin.

But now?

Lin Xiao was whipped solidly, but nothing happened!

"I saw it!"

Niutou snorted coldly, and the steel fork in his hand directly and fiercely on Lin Xiao's waist.

Ran and egg.

Lin Xiao still stood there without moving.

Niutou's complexion also became ugly.

His steel fork was condensed from the ghosts of a hundred 30-year-old ghosts.

The power must definitely be above Bai Wuchang's hook.

In the end, Lin Xiao still didn't suffer any harm!

"Samadhi true fire! Order!"

With the blessing of [Yin Shen Dao Robe], as far as the physical body is concerned, they can't hurt themselves at all.

Lin Xiao directly sacrificed a blue talisman and threw it on Niutou.

"what!"

The samadhi real fire added to the body, and the blazing fire burned all the yin energy around the bull's head.

The face of the bull's head looked extremely ferocious, with its mouth wide open, screaming hissingly.

"This is real fire! It's an intermediate-level talisman, and you... are in the realm of a little celestial master!"