Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

Ding Fugui's Adam's apple trembled up and down, he swallowed hard, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering.

He really really wanted to turn around and run into the Feather, ignore everything and order the control room to take off immediately and escape from this damn planet.

Ghost-level ghosts are the nightmare of all cultivators. Facing ghost-level ghosts without a foundation is basically a dead end.

Even the weakest ghosts can instantly kill practitioners below the late Qi Gathering Stage.

It took Ding Fugui's great determination to keep his two short legs from taking a step, and the talisman continued to fire.

The price of a fifth-level talisman is no longer affordable for ordinary cultivators, but for the local tyrant Ding Fugui, it is a routine operation to carry hundreds of them with him.

There is only one life, and money can be earned again. Ding Fugui has never spared no effort in arming himself.

"Boy, I will go all out for you, don't let me down." Ding Fugui's back was soaked with sweat, not tired, but scared.

At this time, Li Daochong hugged Xiaoying and landed a few meters away. As soon as he landed, Li Daochong pushed Xiaoying towards Feiyu.

Xiaoying felt a soft force supporting her to slide for more than 20 meters, and the force was just right to push her to within five meters of Feiyu.

More than a dozen veterans and more than 20 students gathered together, all of them looked dignified, with weapons in their hands ready to go.

Ding Fugui intercepted a large number of ghosts, and Ning Xiujie and several powerful students surrounded him to kill the fish that slipped through the net.

For a while, the group of ghosts couldn't break through the firepower net of the talisman, so they had to wander around the periphery, looking for opportunities.

Thirty meters away, Li Daochong faced the tongue-drawing ghost alone, and all eyes were on him.

Li Daochong's strength is a mystery, until now no one knows what realm his cultivation base is.

Killing Wang Shenghu in seconds shows that his strength is above the late stage of Qi Gathering, but the sense of aura in his body is always very weak.

There is no aura to be released outside, which is the symbol of a foundation-building monk.

Li Daochong did not have such a symbolic phenomenon, indicating that he has not entered the foundation building period.

"Sister Feifei, can Li Daochong fight the tongue-drawing ghost?" Cao Wenxuan asked worriedly. Li Daochong showed amazing strength time and time again, but when the tongue-drawing ghost appeared, Cao Wenxuan always felt that the miracle would never happen again.

"I don't know." Ling Fei shook her head and replied, with strong worry in her eyes.

"Hurry up and get on the Fei Yu, there is still a tongue-drawing ghost." Yang Jin yelled, turned around and ran away.

This shout disturbed people's hearts, and the students who had just adjusted their minds suddenly became confused again.

A lot of people followed and ran into the Feiyu. The tongue-drawing ghost seemed to be waiting for chaos. When it saw the people's hearts were scattered again, it turned into a black shadow and flew into the scattered crowd.

The door of Feiyu's cabin is only three meters wide, and there is no order to scramble to get on Feiyu, but the door is blocked.

Seeing that he couldn't get in, Yang Jin kicked a student away, and the tongue-drawing ghost just flew through the student's body, and the student turned into a gray-white corpse in an instant.

call!

The phantom of the tongue-drawing ghost shuttled among the crowd.

The students fell down one after another.

"Damn it, does that kid want to kill us?" Ning Xiujie cursed and rushed forward with a stick to hit the tongue-drawing ghost.

Zhao Yaru followed closely, and two other Qi-gathering mid-stage students also rushed over.

Ning Xiujie went down with a stick, and Li Gui waved his hand when he pulled out his tongue. Dang, bang, Ning Xiujie flew upside down and fell more than ten meters heavily.

Zhao Yaru stabbed out with a sword almost at the same time, and there was a sinister smile on the terrifying face of the tongue-drawing ghost, which flashed and disappeared, and appeared beside Zhao Yaru the next moment, and was about to pass through his body.

Another student arrived in time, and with a broad-backed knife in his hand, he slashed at the tongue-drawing ghost's back.

With the magic weapon of spiritual energy, Li Gui dared not be careless when he pulled out his tongue, and immediately gave up passing through Zhao Yaru's body, turned around and slapped out with his claws.

The dead air and spiritual energy collided violently.

boom!

The student was blown out,

Another student rushed forward, and another student was also easily knocked away by the tongue-drawing ghost.

In the blink of an eye, the four students headed by Ning Xiujie were beaten away one by one.

Tongue-drawing ghosts are far more powerful than imagined.

In the late stage of Ning Xiujie's Qi Gathering, Zhao Yaru and the other two students were in the mid-stage of Qi Gathering. The four surrounded them, but they couldn't control the fierce ghost.

However, the four of you have a stick and I have a sword, and they connect quickly with each other, barely resisting the tongue-drawing ghost.

But in less than half a minute, there was a lot of danger, the ebony stick in Ning Xiujie's hand was broken into two pieces, and he was about to be unable to resist.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Ding Fugui yelled in a hurry, "You bastards, run away from your grandma, you don't kill the tongue-drawing ghost right in front of your eyes, whoever kills you will get the pass card, you fucking forgot Why did you come here?"

Ding Fugui's roar burst out all the spiritual energy in his body, and the sound was so loud that it pierced through the eardrums of the students.

The capable student froze for a moment before reacting.

The mentality of following the crowd short-circuited their brains, and the huge death energy on the tongue-drawing ghost would threaten people's hearts. For a while, the students became headless chickens flying around.

After hearing Ding Fugui's words, the faces of several students were shocked, and they took up weapons immediately.

Seeing the effect, Ding Fugui yelled again, "Whoever the hell runs away again will be punished as running away, and will be shot to death."

Running is death, not running is still dead, but if you don't run, at least there is still a chance of survival. It is not impossible for so many people to besiege a tongue-drawing ghost.

Killing the tongue-drawing ghost may not only save his life, but also get a pass card.

Without any hesitation, seven or eight students picked up their dicks and joined the battle between the four of Ning Xiujie.

More than a dozen Qi-gathering practitioners encircled and suppressed a tongue-drawing ghost. The ghost was up and down, rampaging, but it no longer had the previous overwhelming advantage, and was surrounded by swords, lights and swords with aura.

On the other side, Li Daochong was still confronting another tongue-drawing ghost.

Li Daochong held Cang Mo and focused on nothing else, no matter what happened behind him, he seemed not to hear it.

At this moment, he couldn't control so much anymore. The death energy in Li Daochong's body was stronger than ever. This was the most powerful ghost Li Daochong had encountered so far.

The remnant red shadow ghost that he absorbed in the ring before is actually dead, Li Daochong just picked up a big deal, and he was about to face the full state red shadow ghost, so Li Daochong had no choice but to run away.

Back when he was only on the second level of Qi Refining, he was almost taken aback by the Black Resentment Bound Spirit that had been possessing him all the time.

The blood upgrader is not unlimited. Li Daochong can only absorb ghosts whose strength is lower than his own. If the ghosts are stronger than Li Daochong, there will be risks in absorbing them, and they may even be backlashed.

Of course, Li Daochong can choose to kill it. No matter how powerful the ghost is, as long as Li Daochong has a way to kill it, even if it is at the level of the great witch ghost, the blood upgrader can completely absorb the ghost ghost without soul consciousness.

The tongue-drawing ghost had a dark red light in its pair of faint black hole eyes. The human being in front of it was obviously not very strong, but it had a sense of fear as if seeing a high-level ghost.

"Jie..."

Tongue Ligui let out an ear-piercing and strange cry, and finally moved.

The ghostly ghost roared towards Li Daochong, and the huge dead energy condensed in one place and compressed towards Li Daochong.

Li Daochong licked his lips, and smiled lightly, "See if I can kill you bastard, the fifth stage of "Nine Cracked Knife Jue" Slashing Stars."

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