C80 (2/2)

Ignoring the pain on his body, he rolled on the ground, got up, and then kicked out at the top of his lungs. He had been restrained a moment ago, but now, in just one or two seconds, he had pulled out his combat posture and was looking around. He pressed the powder into my hand.

Seventh Uncle and I had our backs to each other. Two minutes later, Seventh Uncle said, ”Seventh Uncle, just now you said there was flesh and blood, not a ghost! Is it another zombie? ”

After a long wait, Seventh Uncle finally came back to his senses. ”No, not a zombie. This is called Cyan Ghost. Have you heard of it?”

Azure Bearer! Hearing these three words, my heart went cold. The [Psychic Mantra] contains a long introduction and a clear rule, the most powerful one among the ghosts, the one with the highest mana, can absorb spiritual energy, make people live a short life, can also turn into a human body, pass through walls, and appear during the day, kill dragons and swallow clouds, walk like the wind, and travel a thousand miles wherever you go.

For all the disciples of the Spirit Chosen, if they met a young ghost, they should quietly avoid it, avoid its sharp edge! In the Psychic Concealment, he was extremely frightened of the youth camouflage monster. He had already reached the point of being afraid.

Compared to the Ghost Infant, the negative and positive were opposites, fighting for the rest of their lives.

It seemed like the Patriarch had once killed the Cyan Catcher, and the books had stated that there were no moves against it. It was not a real ghost, but a half-human, half-ghost, because the moment its bloodline was killed, its resentment would be too strong, and once it died, it would turn completely green when it opened its eyes for the next forty-nine days.

According to legend, if a person could lie in a coffin for forty-nine days without eating or drinking due to a deep hatred, then they could hold onto their resentment and live for many days before dying, and then they could turn into a monster. The longer the days, the heavier the resentment. The ability to transform into a corpse had immense demonic powers, allowing the ghost to leave the body of the enemy and move thousands of miles away.

It was an accident that he had been made into a ghoul. Only one in a thousand corpses could be made into a ghoul. It was an accident.

Cold sweat poured out of his body like rain. His body trembled for some unknown reason. ”Seventh Uncle, if it's a Cyan Catcher, then we don't need to think about it anymore. Think of a way to run away!”

Seventh Uncle lowered his voice. ”Even you can't do anything?”

”The best way to escape is to run!” I sucked in a breath of cold air. ”Dao Tomb Zhenren, we've disappeared. Let's save our lives first!”

Seventh Uncle turned around and grabbed my wrist. ”If you want to stay alive, then leave Fatty Lei here!”

”What do you mean?”

Behind Seventh Uncle's back, I could clearly hear him swallow his saliva. ”The Cyan Catcher has already set Fatty Lei as its target. As long as Fatty Lei is around, the Cyan Catcher will appear.”

The power of the Cyan Catcher was not that it had a lot of magic power or a lot of resentment, but it was something that exceeded the Three Realms and belonged to the same type as the Ghost Nascent Souls.

But at least the Ghost Soul still had a way to tame it. Even up until now, there had not been any magic item that could cause any damage to it.

Seventh Uncle and I were still in a stalemate. From afar, flames lit up. ”What's wrong?” The sound of footsteps and voices relaxed my tense nerves.

Ling Xiaozi was walking towards them with the lantern in his hand, ”Shixiong Qianchuan, I heard something from here. Was there a fight?”

Seventh Uncle and I nodded at the same time. Seventh Uncle pointed with his finger and Ling Xiaozi was startled when he saw the Daoist Priest's corpse by the door! All of the Daoists surrounded us, and when they saw that the dead were already cold, their eyes immediately turned red and they surrounded us.

Ling Xiaozi scrutinized them for a while, then waved his hand, ”Disperse!” He quickly walked in front of us, raised his lantern, and focused his gaze on the wound on my neck. ”Senior Brother Qi Chuan, what happened just now?”