Ghost Cultivating Demon is on par with Fuzai, he is a powerful character.

Because he is strong enough, he dares to be so bold.

Tyrant Lion smiled and walked closer to Feng Wan. Since Bu Ran didn't come, he had to take on the responsibility of protecting little Wan Wan.

Feng Wan recognized Bu Yao, and Ba Tian Shi, who had more dealings with Bu Yao, naturally recognized him too.

I have to admire the courage of Buyao, who actually ran to Buran and acted like a demon again.

This means that Buran is not here. If he were, he would probably be struck with a designated sword.

Of course, you can't kill him if you chop him, but he won't be as beautiful as he is now.

In fact, Ba Tianshi knew that although Bu Yao was a ghost cultivator, he had not really done anything harmful to nature.

It is true that he used ghost energy to practice and refine corpse puppets, but the premise is that those monks and monsters are dead, and he has not killed innocent people.

In fact, Ba Tianshi didn't know this before, Wu Xin told him that his family was Bu Ran.

It is because of this that the ghost cultivator Buyao is not so hateful.

Not to mention ghost cultivators, even cultivators will still be burdened with sins and human lives.

The reason why ghost cultivators are looked down upon is because the path they take is not recognized and is considered evil.

In addition, most ghost cultivators are evil and cruel, which leads to ghost cultivators being completely looked down upon and ostracized.

Both Feng Wan and Ba Tian Shi wanted to see what Bu Yao was going to do this time.

As the people on the stage walked around, clusters of Bianhua flowers bloomed at their feet. It was like lotuses growing at every step, which made me very angry.

Most of the male cultivators in the audience felt their hearts beat faster when they saw it, it was so beautiful.

Some monks could not help shouting towards the stage.

"Fairy, is your talent playing the piano or dancing?"

"Will there be a performance later? We are really looking forward to it."

The Oiran from the Jade House, who was called a fairy by all kinds of people, raised her charming eyes and looked at the audience, and the corner of her mouth that was covered by a scarf raised an evil arc.

The red gauze dress was dancing in the wind and surrounded by petals, and the red dress on the stage was lifted into the air.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed in exclamation, it was so beautiful and shocking.

The oiran in red in mid-air raised his hand and touched his chest, and a red piano floated in front of him.

Feng Wan really didn't expect that Bu Yao could also play the piano.

His slender fingers touched the strings, and at the same time as the sound of the piano sounded, a piece of red Higanbana flower scattered from mid-air.

Everyone held one in their hands, it was extremely beautiful and elegant.

"Fairy, you are really amazing. You are good at playing the piano and doing magic."

"The only regret is that I can't see the fairy's face. Fairy, can you take off the face mask?"

"sure."

The pleasant and somewhat demonic voice reaches everyone's ears.

"You, you are a man? Ah..."

The male cultivators who had always imagined that the oiran was a woman were greatly disappointed.

But before they could feel any further disappointment, they were frightened by the red skulls on their hands.

It turned out that the beautiful and enchanting Bianhua flowers had all turned into grinning skulls.

There are skulls all over the hands and the ground, which makes people’s scalp numb when they look at them.

Everyone wanted to throw away the skulls in their hands, but they seemed to have grown on everyone's hands and they couldn't get rid of them at all.

The red-dressed oiran in the sky also tore off his own veil, it was none other than the Ghost Cultivator Holy Master Bu Yao.

Tyrannosaurus shook his head, his taste was still as bad as before.

Everyone loves beauty, but he loves skulls.

"He is not an oiran."

The owner of the Jade Tower looked at the charming man in red in the air and shouted to the people in the audience.

"Don't worry about who he is. Can any of you get the skull off your hand?"

"I have tried many methods, but it still doesn't work."

"I can't get rid of him either, so I don't care, let's catch him first."

"Yes, as long as you kill him, the skull should disappear on its own."

"Haha, just because you still want to kill me, it's already dark and you're starting to dream."

"He still dares to mock us, let's go together."

"If you are so eager to die, then let me help you.

Buyao bent his fingers slightly, and all those red skulls opened their mouths and bit their wrists.

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

"Not only does it hurt, but it also seems to be poisoned. No, this skull is poisonous."

"Cut your arm off. Anyway, it will grow back with the Bone Bone Pill."

"I don't have a bone-sparing pill, can you give me one?"

"I only have one. You'd better ask for more blessings."

On weekdays, we are good brothers and good Taoist friends, but when it comes to life and death, they all start to be cunning and hide their selfish interests.

Feng Wan and others always felt that there was something strange about this oiran, especially the red Bianhua flower.

So no one on their side went to pick it up. Ling Yunbai and Feng Di were also smart.

When the flowers in the sky fell on their hands, they threw them to the ground immediately, otherwise the skull would bite their wrists now.

However, there are exceptions to everything, and Ling Yundu was also bitten by a skull at this moment.

Ling Ze was so angry that he really didn't want this grandson anymore. Why was he the only one who was entangled by the skull while everyone else was fine?

It's just that he can't compare to Feng Wan and others, but is he even inferior to juniors like Ling Yunbai and Feng Di?

"Yun Du, what's the matter with you?" Ling Ze's tone was a little bad, it was really his grandson who was too capable of causing trouble.

"Grandpa, I saw something strange about this flower and wanted to study it."

Ling Yundu was also feeling aggrieved, why was he always the unlucky one?

Ling Ze didn't want to say anything anymore. This was probably the end of his grandson.

"Hurry and cut off the arm to prevent the poison from spreading to the heart and lungs."

"No, I can subdue it."

What Ling Yundu cared about most was his image. Seeing other people's broken arms and bloody looks, he really couldn't accept it.

"Then take care of yourself."

Ling Ze no longer cared about him, but carefully protected Feng Wan and left.

I don’t know how many people are concerned about his identity as a dual cultivator of the elixir of salvation.

It would be terrible if this ghost cultivator came here just to win over you.

Taojun Shanzhe and Taoist Ximeng are also guarding Fengwan, just in case.

Buyao looked at the panic he had created and laughed so hard that his chest trembled.

"He was laughing at us, and we fought him."

The monks who had gotten rid of the ghost skeleton looked at Bu Yao in mid-air with hatred.

"Wait, don't be impulsive. We don't seem to be his opponents, so we don't want to sacrifice in vain."

"He is a ghost cultivator, we have the responsibility to kill him."

"Ha, I just like to see you guys dislike me and can't kill me. It's really funny."

"No demon, you are still so arrogant, why don't I come and meet you."

Tyrant Lion appeared in front of Buyao with a smile.

Buyao tilted his head and smiled evilly, "You are no match for me. Let me be your master."

Although this statement is arrogant, it is also true.

"Well, it is true, but you are no match for my master."

"Ha, that's right, let's fight first."

After saying this, Buyao fought with Tyrant Lion.

Bu Yao was temporarily held back by the Tyrant Lion, while Feng Wan tried to find a way to eliminate the ghost skeletons crawling around.

Babies, it’s coming, it’s coming, there will be more today, there will be an update the day after tomorrow, please feed me!

(End of chapter)


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