The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

"Remember to be gentle, I'm so delicate and soft, I can't help but sit." Jiang Yan laughed.

The audience in the live broadcast room: "????????"

"Can you drive even in this crappy place?! I want to call the police!! The police check that uncle is robbing a female ghost!!"

"Driving to a ghost? I'm up to it!! My generation is the ultimate role model of old-fashioned skin!!"

"Uncle Police Check: You keep talking, I'm listening."

No matter how slow the female ghost combing her hair was, at this moment, she understood that Jiang Yan was indeed teasing herself.

System: The host's merit value +300~ has reached the upper limit.

The hairbrush girl grinned viciously: "Okay, if you're courting death, then you can't blame me."

"I originally thought that it is not easy for you to cultivate, and I will give you a way to survive. If you insist on provoking me, I will let you taste it and see the consequences!!"

For an instant.

The ghost domain was shrunk by her, covering only a radius of [-] meters.

The closed ghost realm exerted a more solid pressure.

The terrifying pressure of the ghost realm was suppressed towards Jiang Yan's spiritual platform.

Qimen magician, no matter when the mood is always the most important.

In Taoism, the two most important things are the interior scenery and the spiritual platform.

The interior scene is similar to the spiritual world in the vernacular, and Lingtai, in Chinese medicine, refers to the position where the person is facing the heart after being quilted, called Lingtai acupoint. Therefore, in the meaning of cultivation, it is the state of mind of a person.

The ghost combing hair used such a simple method to deal with Xuan Yangzi and others.

As long as Jiang Yan's Lingtai Qingming is broken, no matter how powerful a warlock is, he will not be able to make waves.

Jiang Yan smiled calmly.

Even without defense, let her ghost realm invade the interior of her spiritual platform.

"You're done!"

The moment the invasion was successful, the ghost combing hair was ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, the enemy that she imagined to be difficult to deal with was broken so easily.

only……

next moment.

The ghost realm she invaded encountered great terror!

When her ghost domain pressed into Jiang Yanling platform, a bluish-white, beating small flame suddenly appeared,

And the extreme negative emotions brought by her ghost realm, as well as the various scenes of despair that disturbed people's hearts and her death, seemed like piles of dead branches and leaves, gently touched by the small blue-white flame.

woohoo~~

Very fast, burn up!

Moreover, her ghost realm is like the best fuel, and the true fire of samadhi is burning more and more vigorously.

"broken!"

The face of the girl combing her hair changed suddenly, she could feel that this bluish-white flame was extremely special. It not only burned clean the ghost realm she invaded, but also spread out from the ghost realm that followed her.

It looks like a wildfire will start a prairie fire.

The female ghost combing her hair made a decisive decision and cut off part of the ghost realm, trying to escape the spread of the flames.

only……

Useless!

This Samadhi True Fire is like a maggot of the tarsus, and it cannot break free at all. In the broken ghost realm, at the crack, a new Samadhi True Fire is burning inexplicably.

The bluish-white flames lingered, rising up with the ghost realm shrouded in her, and the sky was full of spectacle and grandeur, like a blazing fire in the sky.

"Damn!!"

The female ghost combing her hair could feel that the ghost realm, which was related to her own life, was being burned to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

If this goes on, in less than ten seconds, she will be burned clean with the ghost realm.

It's just one fight, and I'm so crippled.

The ghost combing hair realized that she was by no means Jiang Yan's opponent, and the thought of running for her life remained in her heart.

hostage!

There was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.

Just leave the well.

And, with a wave of his sleeves, the black yin inside the well rose into the sky, like a spouting volcano, drowning Jiang Yan's entire being.

The figure of the ghost combing hair disappeared.

when it reappears.