I became the guardian spirit of the girl

Chapter 192
Bai Ziyi was sure that some kind of deal must have been reached between the ghost king and Fang Bujian.

Seeing thousands of troops coming to kill him, he didn't panic in the slightest, and with a single move, the soul-killing banner was in his hand.

With a wave of the ghost banner in his hand, more than a thousand fierce ghosts flew out of the soul-killing banner.

These ghosts survived after fighting, and each one is extremely fierce, not comparable to the stragglers under the ghost king.

The situation on the battlefield was in turmoil, and the ghosts in the Soul Slaughter Banner had the upper hand.

Especially those twelve ghost girls were so fierce that they tore apart one of the ghost king's generals in a short time.

Seeing that his younger brother was seriously injured, Ghost King Sancha couldn't sit still.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king, and this king will take your dog's life!" The ghost king Sancha snorted coldly, and grabbed it with a paw from the air.

This paw was yin to cold, directly attacking the soul, Bai Ziyi concentrated on resisting it.

At the same time, the Soul Requiem Bell was sacrificed, and the Soul Requiem Bell really showed its power at this moment, turning into a big bell and knocking the ghost king's trident upside down on the ground.

The power of the divine weapon should not be underestimated!
That ghost stole this treasure, and he planned to come to Qianli Tomb to take this ghost king as his master soul.

But seeing that Bai Ziyi's soul is excellent, and has more room to grow than the ghost king, he changed his target.

"Damn it! You've got a lot of scheming here, and you actually have a magic weapon to restrain this king!"

The Ghost King Trident struggled frantically in the Soul Requiem Bell.

Gradually, the Soul Requiem Clock couldn't stand it anymore, and it was about to get out of trouble.

"Stinky boy, I won't give you another chance!" Ghost King Sancha was very regretful at this moment.

He felt that there was something wrong with his strategy. He had to come up with a killer move as soon as he made a move, but now he ended up in such a mess.

After a while, there was only a loud bang.

The soul-hunting bell was sent flying out, and the ghost king Sancha was completely freed, revealing his ten-meter-tall body with blue-faced fangs.

"Boy..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed wildly, and he turned around and fled.

Bai Ziyi pointed at him and shouted loudly: "Heavenly Thunder God Punishment!"

At this moment, he launched the Heavenly Thunder God's Punishment, not with the Endless Battle Blade, nor with the Qinglei Sword, but with the Soul Sword!
A soul sword condensed purely with soul and spiritual power!
This is also his bold innovation. In the past, he wove his soul power into a web and made many changes.

Just now, taking advantage of the time when the three-pronged ghost king was held back by the soul bell, he tried again, and finally condensed into a sword!

After a loud piercing noise, the Trident Ghost King let out a scream.

The restraint of soul attack on them is far stronger than that of thunder, fire and god light.

Heavenly Thunder God's Punishment, one hit is sure to hit, and directly seriously injured the Ghost King Sancha.

Taking advantage of his illness and wanting his life, Bai Ziyi immediately raised the killing banner in his hand and rolled it in.

Seeing that their kings had been arrested, those young men had no intention of fighting, and broke up and fled.

The ghost in the Soul Slaying Banner went crazy, and became stronger and more ferocious in the devouring.

After a long time, the field gradually quieted down, Bai Ziyi rolled up the soul banner, and took away all the ghosts.

"With these two magical weapons, even if I get to Fengdu, I will still be able to protect myself!"

Putting the soul-sacrificing bell and killing-soul-flanking back on the car, Bai Ziyi returned to the curtain with a hush.

"Go! Enter the ghost palace!" He said lightly.

Xiao Dai and Yan Wu reacted, and immediately returned to their original positions, heading towards the ghost palace.

This side is not gradual, it must be there!

It is said to be a palace, but in fact this ghost palace is just piled up by some stones.

After sacrificing the ghosts in the Soul-Slaying Banner, Bai Ziyi didn't do anything for the rest of the journey, they were enough.

An hour later, in the ghost palace.

There was a birthmark on his face, and Fang Bujian, who was more than a few years old, paced back and forth in a panic.

"The ghost king hasn't returned after going out for so long! Something must have happened!"

"Alas! He can't even protect this old man!"

"Go! You must go quickly!"

"Take that thing with you!"

He thought to himself, looking back at the swaying Minghua.

Just as he was about to step forward, he was startled by the sound of footsteps behind him.

Turning around and looking, it was a mysterious man wearing a mask, and... Gu Yuncheng's headhunter, Yan Wu!
"Impossible! You are a small headhunter, how can you hire such a person!"

"Where is the ghost king? Where is the ghost king?"

"Did you reach a deal?" Fang Bujian backed away again and again, terrified.

"Ziyi still has a few doubts, I wonder if the old man can answer them." Bai Ziyi said indifferently, as gentle and elegant as a scholar.

"What is your connection with the ghost king? Why is he willing to protect you?"

"I...I want to see him!" Fang Bujian's movements were a little exaggerated.

"As you wish!" Bai Ziyi said with a smile, and brought out the three-pronged ghost king from the killing soul banner.

but…………

The three-pronged Ghost King is being eaten right now!Several ghost mothers entangled him and were biting him.

Fang Bujian saw that his scalp was numb, his psychological defense completely collapsed, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

"I'm old... I've been farming all my life, and I know how to raise spiritual plants."

"The ghost king protects me because of this dark flower."

"It's easy to grow a dark flower, but it's hard to make it bloom. It just so happens that I know some methods, so I just..."

"I see." Bai Ziyi was stunned.

"Minghua, what is the magical effect of this thing?"

"For us living people, it is useless, but for the Yin race, it is a first-class treasure." He replied.

"Where's the Heavenly Dao Tree?" Bai Ziyi asked again.

"Here!" Fang Bujian took it out.

Now the Heavenly Dao Tree is just a sapling as tall as a little finger.

As a man matures, Fang Bujian knows that Bai Ziyi is not a kind person when he looks at him, and he already knows his own ending.

Such cooperation is indeed begging.

Seeing his cooperation, Bai Ziyi showed great compassion.

He asked, "Any last words?"

"Tiandao tree can be raised in an unusual way, and this old man happened to have learned a thing or two from an ancient book."

"If your Excellency is willing to do something, this old man will silently write down this method."

"what's up?"

"Other people think that the old man is lonely all his life, but they don't know that he also had a romantic affair when he was young."

"I once had a good friend in Meicheng. I went to Meicheng a few years ago and found out that she passed away long ago."

"Now the family is in decline, and there is only one lonely granddaughter left."

"The old man hopes that you can help take care of one or two."

Human life is nothing more than these things, Bai Ziyi was not surprised at all, just as he was about to agree, he sneered.

In the next second, a ground thorn protruded and pierced into his body.

As for Yan Wu, she was sent out by Bai Ziyi's palm at that moment, avoiding the ground thorn attack.

"It's an old thing, but it looks like it!"

"You kept it from me." Bai Ziyi stepped forward, intending to slap him to death.

Fang Bujian smiled triumphantly, and turned his hands behind his back.

He said calmly, "Wait a minute!"

"The thorns here are extremely poisonous, even if your cultivation is as high as the sky, it will be absolutely difficult..."

With a click, Fang Bujian, who thought he had the chance to win, died, and Bai Ziyi slapped him to death.

Are the thorns poisonous?so what?
He has long been invincible.

Fang Bujian's body fell straight down, dying with regret.

"Master..." Yan Wu got up from the ground, a little worried.

"No problem!" Bai Ziyi said flatly.

Then he slapped the ground with one hand, and saw a ground thorn sprang out.

This ground thorn is a kind of aggressive spiritual plant, similar to the ghost vine grown by his family, but it is very poisonous.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed it, tied it up and threw it into the spiritual soil basin, ready to take it home.

Then, Fang Bujian's storage was collected, and the Minghua in the medicine garden in front of him was also transplanted into the spiritual soil basin with roots and soil.

As for the saplings of the Dao tree that day, they were more carefully collected.

(End of this chapter)