"Ao!"

The little ghost let out a series of sharp laughs, turned into hideous ghost heads, and rushed towards Yu Mo frantically.

Yu Mo's palm churned, and with one move, the dragon subduing the tiger palm slapped out, and the air waves churned, blocking the ghost head in front of him.

The little devil did not give up and attacked hysterically.

hiss!

Yu Mo took a breath, the little ghost's ferocity was beyond his expectations.

Lin Futu was proud and sneered: "Now you know how powerful I am. Humph, your method is not my opponent."

Yu Mo snorted and said, "The winner is not decided, don't be happy too early."

Yu Mo took out a bowl like a magic trick, and waved at the little ghost. A ghost flew out. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed two ghosts, one left and one right, stuffed them into his mouth, swallowing them like a whole thing.

"you--"

Before Lin Futu could react, he had already lost two little ghosts. His eyes were attracted by the fierce ghost.

This was his ghost at the beginning. After being taken away by Yu Mo, he now attacked him in reverse.

In addition, the strength of this ghost has obviously reached a higher level.

Lin Futu's eyes flashed, and finally waved his hand to order the Tongling Sanren: "Destroy it!"

The spiritual sanren suddenly appeared out of thin air and went straight to the ghost monster. The bloody mouth directly bit the ghost's shoulder, and a wisp of yin energy spread out from the wound.

If this continues, the ghost will surely die.

"roar!"

The ghost roared, grabbed Tongling Sanren's arm with both hands, and tried to break free.

The strength of Tongling Sanren is obviously better. His fingers firmly penetrate the ghost's body, making the ghost unable to get rid of it.

"Hahaha..." Lin Futu laughed: "You are such a trick, how can you compete with me? Go and die!"

Yu Mo's face was slightly dark and he said, "Lin Futu, do you really think you have won? Humph, let's see how the psychic sanren dodge now."

Whoosh!

A soul refining curse flew out and hit the spiritual Sanren quickly and accurately. Previously, the spiritual Sanren was as flexible as a monkey, successfully avoiding the soul refining curse and even hiding his path.

Now, the Spiritual Sanren was restrained by ghosts and could not dodge at all. When the Soul Refining Curse Seal was on the Spiritual Sanren, Lin Futu woke up as if he was in a dream and shouted: "Yu Mo, it turns out that you have this idea!"

Yu Mo's mouth curled up a smile and said, "Not the psychic scattered people, I see what you have to do." After a slight pause, Yu Mo ordered his ghost and said, "Counterattack!"

The ghost's eyes swelled up, and he opened his bloody mouth and bit his head at the spiritual sanitary man.

Tongling Sanren had no power to resist at all, and his head was bitten off, and strands of yin energy spread out from the wound.

The ghosts were feasting, and the spiritual sanren quickly entered the ghosts' belly.

The ghost laughed loudly, his aura changed drastically, his yin energy lingered, and his strength obviously made a qualitative leap.

He said respectfully to Yu Mo: "Master, my skills have increased greatly. I will eliminate these enemies for you."

The strange screamed and rushed towards the many little ghosts like a rampage. The little ghosts met like crazy.

The two sides fought fiercely.

Bang!

A little ghost exploded and turned into a wisp of yin energy.

Click!

A little ghost was twisted off his head and immediately disappeared.

Lin Futu looked at this scene in horror, not understanding how such a big change would occur in the lightning.

Lin Futu was caught off guard. When he was out of control, the ghost had already wiped out the ghost with lightning speed.

Yu Mo's mouth curled a smile, looked at Lin Futu who was stunned and said, "Mr. Lin, what skills do you have now? Let's show them all."

Lin Futu blushed and said, "Yu Mo, do you want to kill me now?"

"Since I'm here, doesn't that mean everything?" Yu Mo asked back.

Lin Futu was speechless and gradually believed in Yu Mo's determination. He felt more and more uneasy. He glanced at the door and roared angrily: "Don't think of hurting me, this is the Lin family, and it's not just anyone who can come to do anything."

Lin Futu aimed at the door and rushed straight toward him.

Yu Mo was always on guard against Lin Futu. Seeing that he knew the truth, he didn't understand his intentions. He sneered and blocked the door directly, pushing it out with a palm.

The air waves rolled and hit Lin Futu. He rolled and fell to the ground in a mess, and his plan was ruined.

Yu Mo smiled and said, "Do you think you can still escape?"

Lin Futu's eyes were like fire, and he said, "If you kill me, the Lin family will definitely not let you go."

"Haha, if I don't kill you, will the Lin family let me go?" Yu Mo asked back.

Lin Futu was speechless, and both sides were already facing each other's heads, and the situation was to the death.

Lin Futu was unwilling to give up, and sparks of hatred burst out in his eyes. He jumped up and tried to break through again, and screamed in an attempt to attract the attention of others and attract reinforcements.

call!

A gust of cold wind came from behind. Before Lin Futu could rush to the door, the ghost had already rushed to his back, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, and his swollen nails penetrated deep into his muscles.

"You bully your master and destroy your ancestors, I will clear the door for your master!" The ghost suddenly spoke, and his voice turned out to be like a psychic scattered man.

The ghost has absorbed the souls of the spiritual Sanren, as if they are integrated with the spiritual Sanren, and they are very clear about the emotional Sanren's mood.

Although the soul of the psychic sanren was refined into a ghost by Lin Futu, his truest thoughts were hidden deep in his soul.

Tongling Sanren has long hated his unworthy disciple and wished he could get cramps and peel them.

Lin Futu was clever and yelled while urging his skills: "You are dead and your soul is still gone. I will let your soul be dispersed."

Bang!

Lin Futu hit the ghost's chest with a palm, and his chest immediately collapsed. Widths of Yin Qi floated out of his chest and turned into ghost claws, firmly grasping Lin Futu's palm.

Lin Futu's veins were revealed, and he struggled hard, yelled: "Let go, let go quickly, you ghosts."

The ghost claws sneaked into his flesh, and he couldn't break free at all, but blood flowed out along the wound.

The ghost did not give Lin Futu more time and opportunity, so he opened his bloody mouth and bit his head straight.

Lin Futu looked at the gloomy and terrifying bloody mouth, almost frightened to death, and screamed in vain: "Don't--"

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and Lin Futu's head was wrapped in the bloody mouth of the ghost. A yin energy wrapped around Lin Futu, gradually consuming his vitality.

Yu Mo looked at this scene and sighed quietly. Lin Futu was guilty of committing evil and deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, and now he was punished as he deserved.
Chapter completed!