The master of the return of the immortal is speechless

Chapter 271 Yin-Yang Ghost Art
What Pang Rong was staring at was a man with a sickly pale complexion. The man was as thin as a bamboo pole, and he was staring at him with gloomy eyes.

The bright light made him feel really cold at this time, and the man lowered his head, the light from the top of his head could not illuminate his face, making his pale complexion cast a shadow, making him look even more scary like a ghost.

Pang Rong also realized that he was thrown in directly by something choking his neck just now, his bones were in great pain as if he was about to fall apart, and his throat was still uncomfortable with suffocation.

I just felt terrified in my heart.

Is there a ghost here?

What happened today was beyond his understanding.

The fact that contestants exist is beyond his cognition.

He didn't dare to look at his wife's death.

That ferocious death was obviously like being frightened to death, and his face was dark and terrifying, as if he was being entangled by that kind of thing.

I didn't dare to look at it, and I couldn't muster up the courage to take revenge.

"You...you, you were found by Hua Wuyu?"

"Hua Wuyu?" The skinny man asked in a cold voice.

That voice was so cold that one's blood seemed to freeze.

Pang Rong couldn't feel the pain all over his body under the sound. At the same time, he also understood that the person who came had nothing to do with Hua Wuyu, so who was it, and why did he kill his wife?
I was trying to figure it out in my doubts, and I also wanted to survive under the strong desire to survive.He heard the voice of that terrifying person again, "Say, who destroyed the ghost of this deity?"

While speaking, the light suddenly became dark, and the man was surrounded by black mist, and nine dark and terrifying ghosts emerged. The ghost's face was pitch black and he couldn't see clearly, only a pair of particularly gloomy green eyes were conspicuous.

The cold atmosphere permeated to the extreme.

Pang Rong opened his mouth wide, as if he had a heart attack, he was so frightened that he was about to faint.

Suddenly, he saw another shadow appear, which was his wife, and her head that was about to faint suddenly woke up, and she shouted, "Yingying..." Struggling to get up.

Seeing that terrifying man smile coldly again.

A ghost pounced on his wife, her wife looked terrified, staring at him with terrified eyes, the ghost grabbed her neck with one hand and the other fiercely tore off an arm and gnawed on it with her mouth wide open , but also to tear the other hand.

"Wait, I said, I said, I said everything!" His wife was screaming in pain, even though he couldn't hear any sound, he could feel the heart-piercing tears rolling from the corners of his eyes out, trembling to the extreme.

At this moment, for some reason, his head was extremely clear and quick to react, and the events of this day were quickly replayed in his mind.

In the morning, the person who claimed to be Hua Wuyu asked him to leave Xingdu immediately, as far away as possible, as if he didn't threaten him, but knew something.

The man patted him on the shoulder, and at that moment, there seemed to be a faint heat flow, and the coldness in his body from time to time seemed to disappear. At that time, he thought it was an illusion, but now he thinks it is real.

So, is it him?

Is he killing the ghost and reminding him to leave quickly?

With endless bitterness in his heart, it seems that that person should really be Hua Wuyu, and that person is no longer an ordinary person, but a legendary expert, and nostalgia helped him.

And he missed it.

The arm where his wife's soul was broken kept spurting blood. The blood wouldn't flow to the ground if it wasn't real, but the wife's face became more and more painful and she shouted at him desperately. Pang Rong didn't dare to hesitate at all. Tell the truth.

After the scary man heard it, he compared it with the time he sensed, and instantly confirmed that it must be that person!
Damn it!

Slave the ten ghosts, it took him more than ten years to practice the yin and yang ghost art to a small degree. Each yin ghost swallowed at least 99 souls of living beings who were born at the same time, the same minute, and the same second as the yin ghost. And when the number of people devoured by each yin ghost reaches a hundred, it is the day when his yin and yang ghost skills are perfect, and the yin ghost will feed him back, and his strength will increase by at least three or four times to become the most powerful person among the seniors!

Now, everything is ruined!

How easy is it to raise another ghost?It is not easy to find people with the same birth date as Yin Gui, and it will take a lot of time for Yin Gui to slowly devour the soul of a living person with specific ghost skills.

Damn, die, must die, "Tell me, where is that man?"

The violent anger rushed straight into Pang Rong's mind, and the evil flames in his eyes were beating wildly.

Pang Rong was terrified, "I... I don't know, but I have his phone number, yes, I have his phone number!"

He quickly took out his mobile phone, started to open the call record with trembling hands, and quickly found the call record on May 5.

On that day, only Hua Wuyu had called him, so without a note, he could be sure that it was Hua Wuyu's call.

With trembling hands, he handed the phone to the man.

The man took it and remembered it instantly, and then directly squeezed the phone into shape and quickly shattered it into pieces and fell to the ground.

Grabbing the ghost of Pang Rong's wife, he tore her to pieces and swallowed her with all his teeth and claws, leaving nothing behind.

"Yingying!" Pang Rong's eyes were filled with blood, and his heart was throbbing with extreme pain, "I...I will fight with you!"

Struggling to stand up, Ben's broken bones cracked a few times, but he didn't feel any pain, and suddenly rushed towards the enemy, with two lines of blood tears streaming from his eyes.

The man sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he forcibly grabbed his soul out of his body, and the pounced body fell heavily to the ground.

……

Xingdu, the night is not peaceful.

Coincidentally, in the land of Shangjing, there is also a place that is in a state of unrest.

Today, the weather is very hot, and the air is even more oppressive, which makes people feel stuffy in the chest.

The rumbling thunder suddenly exploded into the sky.

Lightning, illuminating the Quartet.

Accompanied by lightning, the summer torrential rain poured down, leaving the entire Shangjing city in mist.

A luxury car was parked in an old alley street with no people and no lights.

In the car, there are two people.

A temperamental woman with a cold face.

The other is a young man with the same heavy complexion.

"Mom, is Lei Ming really rebellious?" Meng Zining asked with a worried look on his face. When he came out of Shangjing University today, it should have been since his mother answered the phone call. Many people in the top circle of Shangjing were not calm. After running around all day, he still hasn't seen his father, fearing that something might happen.

He never knew that the delicate situation that he didn't care about would turn into a fight between dragons and tigers, and it would happen so quickly, her father was in danger, and her mother arranged everything.

"Well, don't worry about Zining, it will be fine." Shen Qing closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the car seat with a tired expression.

But in her mind, she seemed to be calculating everything.

Arrangements in different places today, those people should be in place.

In my heart, there is a faint situation that is unfolding.

……

In the hazy rainstorm.

There is indeed a situation unfolding.

In the suburbs of Shangjing, a land with few people.

There were gunshots accompanied by thunder roaring.

Several groups of people shuttled through the darkness.

In the distance, there are policemen who are carefully surrounding them.

……

I will update at [-] o'clock and continue to write. There are too many things to do when I go home for the Dragon Boat Festival, and I am too busy.

(End of this chapter)