Urban Invincibility 9 Years

The longer the ghost cultivators in this world stay in the world, the more hostile they will be, and the higher their morality will naturally be.

To be honest, ghost cultivators at the level of ghost kings are rare in the entire world. If ghost kings go up to the level of ghost emperors, their names will appear in the official records of the six paths of reincarnation and become Zhengerba. After receiving public officials from the underworld, it can be regarded as a disguised cultivation.

However, all ghost cultivators have one of the most fatal weaknesses, because they do not have a physical body, so they must constantly devour living beings to maintain their own lives.

As for their Taoism, they need to devour some great practitioners to barely improve.

Otherwise, with the passage of time and cleaning, these ghost cultivators will dissipate, and they will not even be qualified to be reincarnated as human beings.

That's why the black-robed ghost king in front of him showed such an impatient look.

Because as long as he devours the great cultivator in front of him during the tribulation period, the benefits he can get are huge.Although it is impossible to become a Buddha and become a patriarch, but it is immortal, and it is just around the corner to achieve the right fruit.

Unfortunately, this guy seems to have underestimated Lin Fan's abilities and methods.

Facing the resentment haunted by a hundred ghosts, Lin Fan at this moment was completely unmoved, he just tapped his finger lightly, and a touch of blood spurted out from between his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that the area within a meter of his body had become his own world.

Lin Fan's blood essence carried the purest aura of the ancient human race, and it was simply not something these dark things could get their hands on.

Soon, the ghostly aura emanating from the black-robed ghost king disappeared, and they returned to their bodies again, weeping.

The blood-colored eyes became strange, and the face hidden under the black robe was indescribably shocked and astonished.

"Made, you're being hasty. I didn't expect that even though your cultivation base was knocked down by the Heavenly Tribulation, the blood in this body is so powerful."

"As I said, it's not difficult for me to deal with a lonely ghost like you. If you don't leave now, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave again."

The black-robed ghost king quacked with a smile: "Who are you bluffing? No matter how you say this old man, he is still a ghost king. Even if he encounters a cultivator in the peak period, he can escape unscathed, let alone you, a half-dead person."

As he said that, the ghost king in black robe was full of sinister wind.

His body just stood on the spot like this, without moving.

But a blue will-o'-the-wisp pulled out from this body.

The cyan light carried a bone-piercing chill, Lin Fan knew that the will-o'-the-wisp was the real body of this ghost cultivator.As for the body under the black robe, it was just a vest.

"Hehe, even the main body is revealed, well, then I'll play with you."

The blue will-o'-the-wisp magnified infinitely on the dark Mount Mangdang, covering Lin Fan's whole body in an instant.

"It's an honor for you to be able to force the old man's body out."

"Ghosts, boundless."

With a yell, the black-robed ghost king stopped talking and directly used his body power.Because he knew the current state, the longer the delay, the worse it would be for him.

If it is delayed until the sun rises from the east, he will have no more chances, so he has to make a quick decision and eat the time of crossing the catastrophe in front of him.

Facing the ghost king's body, Lin Fan remained motionless, and his body did not show any mana fluctuations.

Squinting his eyes, at this moment Lin Fan just stretched out his hand and took out a rice paper talisman out of thin air.

"Spells? Quack, the old man thought that you, a monk, have some earth-shattering means? This kind of spell can suppress ordinary little ghosts. If you want to suppress ghost kings like this old man, go ahead and dream."

The blue will-o'-the-wisp roared and galloped towards Lin Fan.

In just an instant, the pervasive body of the ghost king condensed into a huge grimace.

With his bloody mouth wide open, showing his sharp fangs, the ghost king wanted to swallow Lin Fan into his mouth.

"Hehe, spells are spells after all, and ghosts are ghosts after all. So what about the king of ghosts, you are the one I'm controlling."

With a sneer, the talisman stained with Lin Fan's blood essence floated up in an instant, and turned into a golden light, hitting that grimace.

A moment later, a flame burst into flames above Mount Mangdang, colliding with the blue will-o'-the-wisp.

A sharp cry also followed: "No, no, this is impossible, this is impossible. It is absolutely impossible for a human monk's spell to have an effect on this old man. Damn it, what are you using?"

The shrill and miserable howls can be heard endlessly, and the environment without fireworks in Mangdang Mountain is simply terrifying.

The pure flame in mid-air was still burning, as if the flame would engulf the soul of the black-robed ghost king every second it lasted.

"Little ghost, this is not a spell that ordinary human monks can make. This is a spell drawn with the purest blood of the Shura clan. Qin Guang and those two boys have come, and it is impossible to retreat unscathed."

"Asura blood? This, how is this possible. The Asura clan has been destroyed as early as ancient times, who are you, who are you?"

The wailing of fear came again, and the feeling of dying was not good.

"Little devil, it doesn't matter who I am to you now. The important thing is that you are about to die, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated as a human being."

"no, do not want."

The road of death is not only feared by living people, but even ghosts are extremely feared.Because no one in this world is willing to dissipate and become dust in the world.

"Senior, boss, expert, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let me go, please let me go this time. I shouldn't be greedy, I shouldn't covet your mana and soul. I'm not Things are not as good as pigs and dogs, please, please forgive me once, please forgive me once."

Hearing the ghost king's incoherent begging for mercy, Lin Fan immediately laughed.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Lin Fan finally said, "It's not impossible to spare your life. But you have to promise me one thing."

"Senior, ancestor, you order, you just order, don't say one thing, one hundred, one thousand things, I will do it."

"Okay, for the sake of being so obedient and obedient, I'll spare you the pain of burning blood."

As Lin Fan waved his hand, the open flame in mid-air disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan spread out his hands and waved them at an extremely fast speed, condensing a mysterious handprint.

Looking at this handprint, and feeling the light red light rising from all around, the ghost king in black robe suddenly began to tremble inexplicably.

"This is, this is the legend, the legendary Blood Pact of Hundred Ghosts? Are you, you, you, a human monk, how is it possible, how is it possible to perform the Blood Pact of Ghost Cultivation, me"