This kind of evil ghost transformed from resentment is often more fierce and has almost no intelligence to speak of. Of course, it is also the most difficult ghost to deal with.

Under the impact of the resentment that soared into the sky, even a warrior with an innate realm like Fang Xiaoyu could not resist the erosion of resentment. Therefore, Fang Xiaoyu should be glad that the old lady he had met before was not a ghost formed by gathering resentment, but retained her spiritual intelligence during her lifetime. She was shocked by the ghost seal and Lei Tingting. Just as it was the kind of resentment that did not have much spiritual intelligence, it would be another question whether Fang Xiaoyu could go down the mountain alive.

The art of raising ghosts is widely circulated in the Taoist sect. Generally, people collect yin energy to raise ghosts, but some evil people use the lives of living beings to raise ghosts. This kind of evil technique is extremely cruel and evil, and the ghosts raised are also very fierce.

Now, only seeing the ghost like a ghost Fang Xiaoyu felt the strong resentment emitted from his body, he knew that what the Taoist in Sifang said was not a false impression. He was really feeding this fierce ghost with a boy and a girl.

After experiencing several worlds, Fang Xiaoyu has actually been able to see the harm of human life, but using boys and girls to feed evil ghosts like Sifang Taoist has touched Fang Xiaoyu's bottom line.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu said in a stern tone: "Sifang Taoist, you deserve to die!"

As if feeling the anger contained in Fang Xiaoyu's words, Taoist Sifang couldn't help laughing and said, "Do I deserve to die? The way of heaven is impermanent, I just used virgin girls to raise ghosts. Didn't you see that my baby is about to advance to the level of evil ghosts? At that time, I would choose a village to perform blood sacrifice."

With a narrowed eye, Fang Xiaoyu took a step and appeared in front of the Taoist Sifang in an instant, slapped out with a palm.

The Taoist Sifang was shocked and shouted instinctively: "Thunder in the palm of your hand."

The two fists and palms were intersecting each other, and the two strong and strong forces collided together. Fang Xiaoyu only felt a trace of pain coming from his palm, while Taoist Sifang vomited blood and retreated repeatedly.

"You...you actually practiced innate breathing!"

The Taoist Sifang, who was severely injured by Fang Xiaoyu in one palm, looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a serious expression. He only thought Fang Xiaoyu was an ordinary martial artist, but when he fought, he found that the other party was actually innate true qi. If it weren't for him practicing Taoist qi cultivation techniques, practicing innate inner breathing, and controlling the thunder in the palm of his palm, he might have been killed by Fang Xiaoyu with a palm.

Taoist practice itself is to strengthen the innate energy in the body. It is one level higher than martial arts at the beginning, but the starting point is too high, and there are very few people who can truly cultivate innate inner breathing. It is better to break through the innate cultivation and cultivate innate inner breathing step by step.

However, it cannot be said that Taoism practices is not as good as martial arts. After all, Taoism starts with innateness, and as long as it cultivates internal breath, it is innate realm. However, Taoism focuses more on health preservation techniques. In this world, it uses various magics more, and few people practice martial arts.

The Taoist Sifang, who suffered a loss in Fang Xiaoyu's hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pinched the seal and pointed at the fierce ghost in the air, and saw the fierce ghost roaring towards Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu only felt a chill coming, which was very meaningless to freeze himself. However, Fang Xiaoyu circulated his internal breath, and the qi and blood in his body rolled like a tide, like a blood pillar that penetrated the sky soared into the sky. At the same time, the iron-blooded evil aura condensed by killing countless people also surged out as if it was stimulated by ghost energy.

"Aowu..."

The surging qi and blood were like a small sun. Under the impact of the iron-blooded evil spirit, the fierce ghost who rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu was like a snowflake meeting the bright sun. A sizzling sound came, and a large amount of yin evil spirit energy dissipated.

The fierce ghost screamed and retreated, but his eyes were red and stared at Fang Xiaoyu, and he could pounce again at any time.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't expect that this fierce ghost was so strong that he was just a little bit of light damage under the double impact of his blood and iron blood evil spirit.

A little contempt was restrained in his heart. You should know that there was a Taoist in Sifang next to him. This person dared to use the evil technique of raising ghosts by a stranger. Who knows if there are any other evil techniques in his hand?

He asked himself whether he was afraid of the Taoist Sifang when he was head-on, but Fang Xiaoyu was worried that the other party would use any evil methods on him.

The Taoist Sifang narrowed his eyes and saw Fang Xiaoyu's surging blood that was like a stove in his eyes. He said hoarsely: "What a rich blood, it is just for feeding Xiao Liuzi. As long as he swallows you, Xiao Liuzi will probably be able to evolve into the level of a ghost."

At this time, the Taoist Sifang looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a look of greed, and the look seemed to swallow Fang Xiaoyu into her stomach.

Without hesitation, Fang Xiaoyu shook his body and killed the Taoist Sifang again. The Taoist Sifang was also an innate realm, but he was no match for Fang Xiaoyu in terms of martial arts. In a hurry, he was almost slapped on the head with a palm.

Fortunately, the fierce ghost rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu in time, which affected Fang Xiaoyu's offensive. Otherwise, the Taoist in the four sides would have been beaten to death by Fang Xiaoyu.

Turning back, he lined up at the fierce ghost, but Fang Xiaoyu slapped the fierce ghost with his palm, which did not cause much harm to it. That is, the ghost energy on the fierce ghost was dissipated under the impact of blood and energy.

But his body was extremely cold. If it weren't for his inner breath rolling in his body and turning into blood and energy to protect himself, he would have been possessed by a fierce ghost.

"Damn it!"

With a low shout, Fang Xiaoyu bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out into a blood mist. At the same time, a palm of Kung Long Youxuan hit it.

The blood mist was slapped out by the palm force, and it hit the fierce ghost.

Suddenly, a shrill howling sound came out, and a stream of stenched blue smoke floated out of the fierce ghost, giving people the feeling that it was pierced by countless silver needles.

The countless tiny holes on the fierce ghost's body are clearly caused by the countless blood mist piercing through his body.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the fierce ghost, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel shocked. He had not considered whether the blood in his body would have a certain effect on the ghosts, so he just had no choice but to give it a try.

But I didn't expect the effect to be so good.

Of course, this is also because the blood spurted out by Fang Xiaoyu is the essence and blood in his heart, and the effect is much stronger than ordinary blood.

The Taoist Sifang was injured and his face was extremely pale. When he saw the ghost he was raising was injured by Fang Xiaoyu, he was shocked and shouted at Fang Xiaoyu: "I will fight with you."

I saw the Sifang Taoist slashing his wrist suddenly, and a stream of blood suddenly came out. At the same time, the fierce ghost rushed to the Sifang Taoist like a cat seeing a fish, and sucked hard at the Sifang Taoist's wrist.

The blood was swallowed by the fierce ghost, and the figure that the fierce ghost, which had become somewhat illusory because of the wounded by Fang Xiaoyu, quickly condensed a lot.

The face of the Sifang Taoist became extremely pale, and he heard the Sifang Taoist shouting at the fierce ghost, probably to stop the fierce ghost from continuing to swallow the blood in his body.

However, the fierce ghost just trembled slightly under his scolding, and continued to swallow the blood in the Sifang Taoist body as if he hadn't heard it.

At this moment, the Taoist Sifang was a little panicked. A little panicked look appeared in the already a little obscene triangular eyes. He pinched the spiritual skills with one hand and patted the fierce ghost.

The attack fell on the fierce ghost. The fierce ghost suddenly poked out the ghost claws and stuck Sifang Taoist's neck tightly. Then he actually rushed to Sifang Taoist's neck, fingernails opened and bit them with bloody mouths.

The Taoist Sifang screamed in horror: "Help, help!"

Fang Xiaoyu looked silently from the side. He didn't know how these Taoists in the four sides raised ghosts, but they were actually backfired by the ghosts he raised.

Although there are some examples of backlash from raising ghosts, there are really very few. If raising ghosts is so unsafe, who would keep a time bomb with him?

If Fang Xiaoyu took action at this time, he could have saved the Taoist Sifang, but Fang Xiaoyu had no intention of taking action. Instead, he sat down and watched the Taoist Sifang be sucked into a mummy by a fierce ghost.

The fierce ghost absorbed the essence and blood of the Taoist Sifang. The breath on his body was swelling, and the ghost energy became more and more intense. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help frowning slightly in his eyes. This fierce ghost was not going to break through.

If you want to break through, you are afraid that it will be the level of a ghost, so he will have to run away.

However, at this time the aura on the fierce ghost was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and he was obviously in the breakthrough level.

After looking at the corpse of Taoist Sifang, Fang Xiaoyu took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword he carried with him in his hand. At the same time, he held the peach wood sword with one hand and sucked it from his palm, and blood immediately covered the entire peach wood sword.

"Suffer to die."

Fang Xiaoyu held the peach wood sword stained with his blood and stabbed towards the fierce ghost. At this moment, the fierce ghost's aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the ghost energy around him seemed to have an invisible big hand rubbed flat and round.

The fierce ghost naturally noticed Fang Xiaoyu's attack, but at this time he was at a critical moment of breakthrough and was even unable to dodge, otherwise the failure to advance and suffered backlash would likely cause his soul to be scattered.

The sizzling sound came, and the blood-stained peach wood sword pierced into the fierce ghost's body. Suddenly, black smoke was floating, and the stinky aura filled the air. The evil ghost shone out his howls and instinctively poked out his ghost claws and grabbed Fang Xiaoyu.

The strength reaches the level of the fierce ghost level and can be physically attacked to a certain extent. Previously, Taoist priests in the four sides were directly caught by the fierce ghost and sucked into mummy. Fang Xiaoyu naturally would not let himself fall into the other party's hands, but instead pulled out the peach wood sword and opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood in his heart.

Originally, the blood on the peach wood sword had been wiped out by the ghost energy, but now it was covered with blood again. The sword was lifted up and directly cut over the big hand that the fierce ghost was grabbed by it.

The fishy smell came over and saw the fierce ghost slashing down with one hand by Fang Xiaoyu, but at this time the momentum of the fierce ghost suddenly surged.
Chapter completed!