Fortunately, this time I was fooled. With this lesson, he believed that he would not encounter any invisible little ghost who dared to disturb him again after continuing to write in a short period of time.

As he guessed, when he wrote the fifth ghost talisman, his writing was a little smoother than before, as if someone was secretly helping him, which was a world of difference from the stagnation and hardship before.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately confidently wrote the sixth and last rune.

In the order in memory, he connected the first and last ones in a collage. Although his handwriting was a little crooked, he still successfully completed the first drawing.

But at the moment the painting was completed, a huge suction force seemed to be coming from the rice paper, absorbing most of his strength out of thin air. If it weren't for the support of the table, he would have fallen into a weak leg and fallen to the ground and make a fool of himself.

He didn't expect that this would appear when this was completed, and it was when the bowl of ink containing spiritual power had blocked most of his attraction!

After completely sucking the bowl of ink and causing the stars to dim in an instant, the terrible attraction finally stopped. At the same time, a stream of cold wind began to slowly flow outward, causing the candlelight on the table to shake slightly.

Du Bai's eyes were staring at the six runes surrounding the circle. At this moment, it was vaguely visible that they seemed to be slowly rotating, forming a dark and deep black hole circle. The deep cold and strange aura oozed out of the outside world like a tangible thing, causing Du Bai, who was already weak, to subconsciously tremble.

“It’s done…”

This mountain ghost turning technique itself is not a very difficult technique, but it is because his foundation is too weak, so it is full of difficulties. Fortunately, after some operation, he completed it smoothly.

The next steps are more procedural, he just needs to wait quietly.

After about a few breaths, a ghost slowly rose from the ground and stayed in front of Du Bai.

The ghost's face was dull, not as smart as the ghosts he had seen before, just like a marionette. In fact, it was the wandering soul that was confined to this spell.

Du Bai looked closer and curiously. In a sense, this was his first time facing him.

However, this wandering soul seemed to have too weak strength, and its body was illusory and blurry, and even could not distinguish between men and women. Instead, it emitted a gloomy cold air. I think if summer was too hot, it would definitely be used as a portable refrigerator. The premise is that it would not be sunburned to death by the sun first.

Without thinking too much, Du Bai began to try to control this wandering soul.

After closing your eyes, you can vaguely feel a subtle connection between you and this wandering soul. It is like a thread is wrapped around the two of you, but it appears and seems to be broken and disappear at any time.

This is naturally because this spell has time limits.

He did not dare to delay and tried to obtain the perspective of the wandering soul through this invisible line to control it. Perhaps because he had been very skilled in exchanging many times between the two bodies, this was successful soon.

Du Bai, who took over this wandering body, instantly felt his body fluttering, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, but there was a faint attraction on the ground to pull him to prevent it from becoming a so-called "solate ghost".

In addition, he soon discovered something surprising.

I saw a force constantly coming from the light spot that represented the "Nightmare Dragon King" in his mind to help him maintain and control this wandering soul, allowing him to quickly eliminate the stagnant feeling of frosted glass, just like an arm, and also had a powerful force far beyond his own.

If he hadn't been worried that it would shatter this poor weak wandering soul, he felt that the power would increase several times.

"This is the power of the Ghost King."

Even if the serious injury has not healed, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is extremely amazing if it only needs to be transmitted with a slight power.

I was unable to clearly understand it before, and only by comparison can I realize the terribleness of the clone!

Without further ado, he took a step forward and took advantage of his soul body to directly pass through the wall and hang in the air.

I originally wanted to go directly to the most suspicious Liu Mansion, but the magic fluctuations from Sujia Nanyuan attracted his attention.

There is the place where Zen Master Huaisheng is scheduled to save ghosts tonight.

But looking at the current situation, it seems not very good!

Du Bai's heart moved and controlled his soul body to fly slowly towards the other side.

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At this moment, in the corridor of Nanyuan, several strong guards had fainted and knew nothing about life and death.

However, Zen Master Huaisheng, who was originally calm and calm, was now full of embarrassment. His robes were damaged and there were deep scratches on his arms. The Buddhist beads in his hand were already scattered all over the ground. He was kneeling on the cushion and could only recite the scriptures desperately to maintain a layer of Buddha light that was invincible to the evil.

But my throat became dry, painful and itchy, and a slight fishy sweet smell was oozing out. It was my own blood.

It's almost impossible to hold on.

And the moment he stops reciting scriptures is the moment he dies.

He did not dare to slack off, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.

I thought that there was only a small resentful soul in the Su family, which could be dispelled at will. But I never expected that there was something behind the resentful soul that was driven by evil ways, and it was quite powerful.

If there is no turning point, I am afraid I will die here.

In front of him, a female ghost with a green face was floating in the air, her slender and pale arms dancing in the wind, and her translucent body was looming, as if it was integrated with the darkness around her. Her face was not as fierce as an ordinary evil ghost, but instead she looked dull and her eyes were empty, as if she was marching puppets, obviously she was controlled by her masters.

"I am merciful..."

The Zen master closed his eyes and continued to recite the scriptures, regardless of the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell..."

But just when he decided to take a gamble, he suddenly noticed a stronger storm of gloomy wind, and the whole courtyard suddenly became awesome, as if it was full of resentful ghosts, far stronger than the little female ghost in front of him. His shocking action suddenly stopped and he did not dare to move easily, even his tongue was a little stiff.

The monk raised his hard neck slightly, narrowed his eyes and found that there was a ghost in the air!

Although this new ghost is not as terrifying as the female ghost, and even looks blurry as if it is a new ghost who has just died, the terrifying aura that keeps emerging on its body tells others that it is not easy to mess with.
Chapter completed!