Pang Feng's fireball technique was successful, and the white-faced man was about to burn to ashes. When he was forced to rogue, his figure immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and ran around in the ghost raising jar.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Pang Feng's mouth. He pinched the magic trick in his hand, and burned another paper talisman that was pasted outside the ghost raising jar.

In the darkness, a lightning bolt slashed down in the air, and the dark sky seemed to crack in the middle. The power of this lightning almost destroyed the realm created by the ghost-raising pot.

The thing Yin God fears the most is lightning, and Pang Feng’s ability to use the lightning talisman is the bottom of the box.

A flash of lightning fell from the sky, hitting the darkness directly. A shrill scream rang out. The white-faced man had nowhere to hide and immediately appeared, his mouth was covered in blood and his face was as bright as gold paper:

"Good life for the immortal, gonna spare my life for the immortal! I am a ghost that has survived for more than 500 years. I will definitely be rewarded if I spare my life for the immortal!" The white-faced man knelt down and said, he had no combat ability at all, and the Yin God was in a state where he could collapse at any time.

At this moment, it was as easy as crushing an ant to kill him.

Pang Feng snorted coldly, and he felt relieved. Today, his Yin God left his body and took great risks. In the end, the matter could be solved successfully and control the ghost in front of him. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little ghost, you dare to plot against me! I think you are looking for death! Also, you have been surviving by absorbing the yin energy of the living people in the world over the years. It can be said that it is extremely harmful to the heavens and the reason. How can you let me spare you?" Pang Feng said loudly.

Obviously, the fundamental purpose of this ghost controlling Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying is to absorb the yin energy from their bodies.

As for the so-called bliss that Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying usually enjoy, they are all kinds of spiritual illusions. In such spiritual illusions, women and men have fierce stories, and both sides are lingering and finally reaching the so-called bliss.

During this process, the ghost unknowingly controlled the other party, so that Huang Xiumei stayed behind closed doors for so many years, and was addicted to this abnormal spiritual world.

After catching the ghost, Pang Feng understood everything. The problem now is the aftermath.

Pang Feng didn't want to keep the ghost in front of him, because since this guy has survived for five hundred years, he must have unknown how many conspiracies there were. Moreover, the ghosts are the most evil and cruel. According to the records in the inheritance of copper coins, decent monks should do their best to eliminate things like ghosts when they encounter them, so as not to leave any future troubles.

Pang Feng felt murderous in his heart, and he slowly walked closer to the white-faced man.

"You ghost, you have been known for more than five hundred years of practice. It's amazing! No wonder you are so bold and arrogant that you dare to attack even a practitioner like me. Moreover, your practice is indeed quite good, especially psychedelics, even I have been obsessed with your Tao.

It’s a pity that you are so capable and stay by my side. I advise you to fall into the cycle of reincarnation. Maybe you can be reincarnated in the future and seek rebirth again!" Pang Feng said word by word.

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent warning suddenly appeared in his heart.

This trace of warning made Pang Feng feel his hair standing up all over his body.

Danger, extreme danger!

Feeling the danger, Pang Feng did not hesitate at all. He quickly retreated, behind him, one left and one right, Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying leaned over at some point.

When Pang Feng saw this scene, his eyes were shattered!

Especially when he saw the white-faced man holding a strange rune in his hand. Seeing this rune, Pang Feng felt that his soul was about to collapse.

"Haha..." The white-faced man laughed and said, "I knew that I knew that you practitioners could not tolerate my existence. Since that's the case, you don't want to go out alive today, you should all die for me!"

The white-faced man raised the rune in his hand, Pang Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying, one left and one right, and activated his divine thoughts to the extreme, and shouted: "Blue stone Pixiu!"

He finally understood what this white-faced man was going to do. The rune he pinched in his hand was a rune of destruction, and its function was to destroy the ghost-raising jar.

Now Pang Feng appears in the ghost-raising jar in the state of Yin God. If the ghost-raising jar is destroyed, Pang Feng will definitely have no way out.

Pang Feng really didn't expect this guy to have such a tough move at the end.

Everything was too late. Pang Feng could only rely on his only reliance on the "Blue Stone Pixiu". He and the Blue Stone Pixiu had already communicated with each other. He turned all his consciousness to the Blue Stone Pixiu, and he didn't know if he could escape.

"roar!"

Pang Feng heard a wild roar in his mind, and this huge roar made the shadows of two Pixiu appear in Pang Feng's mind.

The bluestone Pixiu appeared, and Pang Feng saw the collapse of the world in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two women she hugged, Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying, the souls of Huang Xiumei and Wang Ying, melted directly and merged into Pang Feng's soul.

Pang Feng felt a huge pressure suddenly come, and the next moment, he only felt a darkness in front of him.

When he saw the situation in front of him again, he found himself appearing in the orange grove.

"The soul returns to its position!"

When the soul merged into the body, Pang Feng felt an unprecedented sense of ease. At this moment, he realized that his body was completely wet, and he was scared. He almost died just now!

He calmed down and looked at the ghost raising jar again. He found that cracks began to appear on the ghost raising jar, and the ancient runes on it were destroyed one by one.

If this destruction continues, this ghost-raising jar will be completely destroyed.

"You can't let this dog die so cheaply!" Pang Feng gritted his teeth and turned his hand, and there was an extra paper talisman in his hand!

"Seal it for me!"

The paper talisman flew out and stuck it on the ghost raising jar. A golden rune jumped out on the paper talisman, and then countless runes jumped out, and all the runes formed a big "seal" character in the air.

The word "风" appears, and the entire ghost-raising jar is shrouded in a golden light and turns into something like an illusion. When Pang Feng stretched out his hand, the picture was frozen directly, and the paper talisman began to burn, and the burning paper talisman turned into something like a photo.

A photo, a picture in the photo, which is the ghost raising jar that is on the verge of destruction. On the ghost raising jar, a golden word "seal" is clearly visible.

Pang Feng took this photo and looked carefully over and over again. This was the first time he used a seal talisman.

"This thing is a bit magical. A thing is turned into a photo and sealed. When the time is ripe, you can turn the photo into a real object and make a sealing talisman. I have barely mastered some immortal methods!"

The second update is here. Today, the fourth update will continue. Brothers, the fourth update will be outbreak, and you need recommendation votes as motivation!

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