Maoshan ghost hunter

Damn, I'm really afraid of something.

Ye Shaoyang then picked up a stool and smashed it over.

The corpse demon's head was obviously much harder than the stool, smashed into pieces, and suddenly fell to the ground, crawled over quickly, with a mouthful of green corpse poison protruding from its mouth, Ye Shaoyang backed away, and pulled Wang Ping, who was dazed beside him, Push it to the window.

Yang Siling had already boarded the window sill at this time, facing the five-color nebula hanging in mid-air, he hesitated.

"Jump!" Ye Shaoyang shouted.

"I'm... a little scared!"

Ye Shaoyang was stunned, and then realized that what he had thought before was correct. Although they are souls now, they are entities after all. The height of the fourth floor is enough to cause acrophobia. This is an innate instinct. Even a mage is hard to overcome.

When Yang Siling heard the corpse demon's voice, he turned his head and turned pale with shock: "Look at the corpse demon!"

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked, damn it, no wonder the corpse demon didn't come to chase him, this guy was actually lying on a pile of relics, sticking out a tongue full of corpse insects, licking the blood on the relics.

"If the blood is licked up, the corpse water will cover the relic again!" Yang Siling shouted, "We can't get out! We have to stop him!"

"I know, you jump first!"

As Ye Shaoyang said, he untied an unused jujube stick from his waist, and while the corpse demon was lying on the ground licking blood, he pointed it at the back of the neck and thrust it forcefully, piercing its thick flesh with one stick. soar out.

"Aw!" The corpse demon raised its head and let out a snarl.

"You can do it, right?" Ye Shaoyang untied another jujube stick and pierced it into the corpse demon's left eye, but the corpse demon also grabbed his two legs and pulled hard. Ye Shaoyang fell to the ground the moment he saw When Yang Siling jumped down, his body didn't fall, but was sucked in by the colorful nebula.

Wang Ping was climbing up the window sill, looking back.

Ye Shaoyang turned sideways, avoiding the corpse demon's attack, and shouted without looking back: "Go, leave me alone!"

"Brother Shaoyang..."

"Go, go, I can handle it! Go!"

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and stared at her.

Wang Ping sighed and jumped down.

Seeing her jumping down without hesitation, Ye Shaoyang's heart skipped a beat. Although there were still many things he didn't understand, he finally understood one thing.

Wang Ping, you lied to me...

Looking down, he saw that the relics were about to melt away, and the colorful light had faded a lot. Ye Shaoyang got up with a stride, and rushed towards the window. As a result, the corpse that couldn't die jumped up again, and pressed his shoulder from behind, facing the window. He bit his left shoulder.

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Chapter 7 Fifteen The Legendary Character Appears 1

Ye Shaoyang seemed to hear the sound of his shoulder blades shattering, his whole body trembled, it was over, he couldn't go back...

"Yes, let's die together!" Ye Shaoyang simply stopped struggling, turned around, bit the tip of his tongue, and bit down on the corpse demon's drooling mouth.

The energy is exhausted, and there is no magic weapon. The most effective method for me is the blood of the celestial master.

Pushing open the corpse demon's dirty mouth with his tongue, a foul smell poured into his mouth, Ye Shaoyang sent the vomited thing, together with a big mouthful of the blood of the celestial master, into his mouth.

The corpse demon trembled all over immediately. Originally, it had been burned half to death in the array arranged by Ye Shaoyang, and it was hit by a few incendiary bombs, stabbed in the neck and pierced in the eyes. The hostility persisted.

Now a mouthful of the blood of the celestial master has extinguished the hostility, and the corpse demon has reached the point where the lamp is exhausted, but when it is dying, the last breath of life-saving strength is still used on its own claws, from behind. Tightly inserted into Ye Shaoyang's back...

Ye Shaoyang's legs went limp, feeling that the energy in his body was being drained little by little, and then he was powerlessly overwhelmed by the corpse demon's strong body...

This is... the rhythm of death?

At the last moment of his life, Ye Shaoyang didn't recall his life experience like he played on TV, but felt very cold, the cold penetrating into the bone marrow.

Although it's a bit aggrieved to die with the corpse demon, but... it's a well-deserved death.A helpless smile appeared in Ye Shaoyang's heart. From the first day of his practice, he had already thought about this ending.

Like soldiers dying on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather, and being a celestial master himself, he died in the middle of catching ghosts.

The last thing he thought of was Xiao Ma and Wang Ping, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance to explain clearly to Xiao Ma.

Xiao Ma, brother, you have done what you can, you can ask for blessings...

The last trace of strength dissipated, and Ye Shaoyang closed his eyes wearily.

A beautiful figure flew out of the ghost road, originally flying straight forward, but saw a female ghost fighting with a terrifying creature, frowning.

"Lin You..."

After being stunned for a moment, he saw Xiao Ma and others on the side of the road, and Ye Shaoyang and Wang Ping lying on the ground, and hurriedly floated over.

"Where did the female ghost come from!" Seeing that her origin was unknown, Lao Guo hurriedly stood in front of her.

"I am Yang Siling, and I am also a ghost trapped in the evil spirit space by Ziyue. I was rescued by Master Ye Shaoyang."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, Xie Yuqing stepped forward to grab her hand, but it was empty.

Yang Siling was sent to the Evil Spirit Dimension by Ziyue right after his death. He didn't have much cultivation, he hadn't cultivated into a real ghost body yet, and couldn't contact people. He took a few steps back with a fearful expression on his face.

"Sorry, your police uniform has magic power, I dare not approach."

Xie Yuqing stopped and said, "How is Shaoyang, tell me quickly!"

"He sent me and Wang Ping out first, he was entangled by the corpse demon..."

As soon as the words were finished, an exhortation came from Wang Ping's mouth, and everyone immediately turned their heads to look. Wang Ping's chest rose and fell, he took a deep breath, his eyelids trembled, and slowly opened.

"Pingping, it's me!" Xiao Ma hugged her and shouted excitedly.

Wang Ping's eyes focused on his face this time, and then he took a deep breath, reached out and touched his face, tears streaming down his face.

"It's all right, I'll be all right when I get back." Xiao Ma hugged her tightly and asked, "Where's Little Ye Zi?"

Wang Ping shook his head lightly and burst into tears.

When she cried, everyone panicked and immediately surrounded her. Only Zhou Jingru was still staring at the Sinan on Ye Shaoyang's forehead, and suddenly shouted: "The leaves are withered!"

Lao Guo trembled all over, ran over, looked towards Si Nanzhong, saw the blade of grass pillow slowly shrinking, swayed his body on the spot, stumbled and shouted: "It's over!"

Holding her last breath, Xie Yuqing pressed Wang Ping's shoulder and shook it desperately, "Hurry up, tell me, what's wrong with Shaoyang!"

"Brother Shaoyang, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back..." Wang Ping cried, "He was...killed by the corpse demon!"

For a full ten seconds, the scene was silent, and then Lao Guo was the first to break the silence. He, who had overused his qi and injured his viscera, heard the news, the blood in his body stirred, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Zhou Jingru fell on Ye Shaoyang's body, screamed in pain, broke Ye Shaoyang's face with both hands, and shook her head desperately, "No, no, no, you are a celestial master, you will not die, you promised me to come back alive, you promised me..."