ghost master

"Spell..." Wang Xiaopang was thinking about what kind of spell he should perform. It stands to reason that he is Lei Linggen, so he should show a lightning spell, but the thunder spell is different from the ordinary five elements spell, it is the simplest one All the spells required the level [-] or above of the Qi-refining stage of the Lei Linggen cultivator.

At this time, Han Lin said indifferently: "You just use a fireball technique, why think so much?"

[Is the fireball technique too simple? ] Wang Xiaopang is different from Han Rin, he doesn't have a perfunctory mind, but is serious to let his parents know that he is capable.

"Based on your third-level cultivation in the qi refining period, there is only a little aura in your body. What kind of magic do you want to release?" Han Lin asked him back.

Wang Xiaopang thought about it too, so he took out the talisman book from his storage bag, tore a piece out of it, and stuck it between his fingers, recited the spell silently, and threw it into the air, a red flame burst out around the talisman Come, float steadily in the air under the control of Wang Xiaopang's thoughts.

Everyone in the lobby exclaimed, Wang Xiaopang's mother hugged Wang Xiaopang with a smile, Wang Xiaopang's father also felt embarrassed, Wang Xiaopang was very nervous at first, but seeing his family members were all admiring It seemed that he was relieved.

Wang Xiaopang was still a child at heart, he was complacent after being praised by everyone, and his desire to express himself also came up, so he tore off a talisman and released the water bomb technique, turning the fireball into the shape of a bird, and the water ball into a fish shape, hovering in the air.

Han Linpiao watched coldly from the side, and Ren Wang Xiaopang said that when he saw Wang Xiaopang wanting to tear off a talisman under the crowd's booing, he snorted coldly, and suddenly let out a ferocious air, I saw that the originally bright lobby suddenly darkened a bit, and a gust of cold wind hit, everyone in the lobby felt a chill, but the flame bird flying in the sky went out with a "poof", and the water fish were frozen into pieces. The ice cube fell to the ground, and "Pala" shattered into several pieces.

Wang Xiaopang turned back with a pale face, Han Lin reached out to touch his little face, his cold fingertips lingered on the delicate and smooth skin.

"Do you think you are very powerful? Is it fun to pretend to be strong in front of mortals?" Han Lin looked at Wang Xiaopang expressionlessly, saw him start to tremble slightly, so he withdrew his hand and ordered him: "Fight with your adoptive father!" field."

Wang Xiaopang opened his eyes wide, [Master, I...]

Han Lin didn't listen to his explanation, and said again calmly and coldly: "Go and fight with your adoptive father, don't let the deity say it a third time."

Wang Xiaopang knew that if he disobeyed Han Rin, he would only suffer more, but he didn't want to fight Li Daoren. He felt disrespectful and had no guts, so his face became more and more ugly.

Wang Xiaopang has never had a fight with anyone, not even a fight between children. He is the son of the county magistrate, and he has been taken care of by servants and maids since he was a child. Who in the whole small county would dare to bully him?And let Wang Xiaopang, who has no fighting experience, fight an adult, even if he borrows ten guts from him, he won't dare to fight.

"What a strange wind." Everyone in the lobby was sighing about the gloomy wind just now, only Wang Xiaopang's mother noticed Wang Xiaopang's abnormality.

"Xiao Pang, why is your face so ugly?" Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Xiaopang worriedly, thinking that he minded that the spell was destroyed by the strange wind, so she smiled and praised: "The two spells you just had are really powerful! "

Daoren Li, who was sitting on the side, thought that Wang Xiaopang's pale face was caused by overdrawn mana, so he stroked his white beard and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Wang, just let Xiaopang rest for a while."

People around agreed, but Wang Xiaopang still sat there with a strange expression on his face.

County Magistrate Wang and Mrs. Wang looked at each other, and were about to ask, when Wang Xiaopang said weakly: "That... foster father, can I compete with you?"

All the people present were shocked when they heard the words, and Li Daoren was even more surprised. Through the observation just now, he was [-]% sure that the child in front of him was Wang Xiaopang himself. Being devoured, Wang Xiaopang should have "died", presumably there must be some weirdness in this matter.

Li Daoren thought for a while, and decided to agree to compete with Wang Xiaopang, so as to find out Wang Xiaopang's reality.

"Yizi is really a motivated person. He has achieved such a level of cultivation in only one year, but he is still open-minded to ask for advice and gain practical experience. This Daoist will do what you wish, and I will compete with you." Li Daoren first praised Wang Xiaopang After a while, he agreed.

Mrs. Wang was very disturbed when she heard the words: "Little Fatty is still young, why should Daoren Li take his words seriously?"

County magistrate Wang comforted his wife with a smile: "What's the matter? It's just a competition, not a desperate effort. Besides, it was proposed by Xiaopang himself, so don't worry about it too much, madam."

Li Daoren also said: "Madam Wang, don't worry, the competition will end soon, and you won't be injured."

Li Daoren said this not only for Wang Xiaopang's safety, but also for his own safety. If Wang Xiaopang was that mysterious monk, he would have let him go if he had no killing intent, right?

When the people in the lobby heard that Wang Xiaopang was going to compete with Li Daoren, they all became excited. This was a fight between immortals, and ordinary people couldn't see it, so they followed Li Daoren out of the room and came to the spacious In the yard, waiting to see the next wonderful show.

Things have come to this, Wang Xiaopang can only bite the bullet, Li Daoren at least has a gentle expression, but that ghost is cold and ruthless.