Gather evil spirits to become majestic, condense souls to become gods.

Cui Jun used this ultimate move worth a thousand merit points, which was naturally extraordinary.

Behind his body, the evil spirit was flying like a strong wind, and then he condensed into the appearance of a true god.

Three heads and six arms, with angry eyes and majestic eyes.

The black robe is fluttering in the wild wind, the horns are born on the head, and the red eyes are shining, illuminating the world.

Almost instantly, the sky and the earth turned into a red light.

Under the illumination of this red light, the fierce ghosts and ferocious ghosts around them stood motionless at first, and then melted like ice and snow.

"what is that?"

"What a strong evil spirit!"

In the palace, many ghost hunters suddenly saw a red cloud appear on the horizon, directly covering the moon.

The red clouds are condensed, and their power descends on the world.

Any ghost hunter who is calculating these variables, no matter how much he has learned Feng Shui, will instantly feel that he has encountered an existence that cannot be provoked.

If you continue to calculate, you will attract evil spirits into your body and put your life in danger.

"So strong!"

"Did Master Zhuqing take action?"

Xi Canglan, Chen Qing, and Lei Jiuhun were all attracted by the red cloud evil at this moment.

In their opinion, these methods are already as powerful as those of gods.

Including Zhao Tianji and Lin Yi were all admiring at this moment.

"Master Zhuqing is getting more and more powerful."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Master Zhu Qing, a master of the Five Elements, could actually gather so much evil energy."

The two of them were filled with admiration and had a higher opinion of Master Zhu Qing.

Unexpectedly, Master Zhuqing, who was currently observing the entire palace with his celestial eye, was filled with astonishment, his mouth opened wide, and his face looked incredulous.

Others can't see where this cloud comes from or where this evil gathers. But he can see it clearly.

"Cui Jun!"

Master Zhu Qing read Cui Jun's name, with a strange light in his eyes.

Immediately, Master Zhuqing flew up and arrived somewhere in the palace.

Right in front of him, Prince An, who was sitting on a wooden chair, was also looking up at the sky.

"Who did it?"

Prince An asked calmly.

Master Zhu Qing replied: "That boy from the lineage of the coffin bearer, Cui Jun!"

Prince An continued: "Isn't the lineage of coffin bearers specializing in ghost arts? How come there is a boy who cultivates evil spirits?"

Master Zhu Qing shook his head and said: "Who knows. But once he releases his evil spirit tonight, I'm afraid there will be many evil ghosts in the house. Will it affect the overall plan?"

Prince An smiled and said: "It has a good influence. I can already feel it. That guy can't sit still anymore. Haha, maybe the time will be advanced."

"Oh, is that so? Then this kid is quite lucky."

Master Zhuqing raised his head and looked at Hongyun, with a smile on his face.

"Give him a reward and let him continue. There is nothing wrong with speeding up the pace. It's just that his evil energy is quite good. I don't know if I can use it to my advantage."

If Prince An has any pointers.

Master Zhu Qing frowned when he heard this and said, "It's a bit difficult, but it's not completely impossible."

"Well, let's count it as a bonus. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, it doesn't matter. Kill, let him kill. These ghost hunters will also be consumed as soon as possible. Blood energy, I need more blood energy!"

When Prince An said it, his voice trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing his strong excitement.

Master Zhu Qing said slowly: "Calm down, it's not yet time."

"I know, but I can't wait any longer!"

After speaking, Prince An started coughing violently again.

Master Zhuqing walked up to him, patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Don't worry, it will be a perfect success. You see, the Ghost Suppression Department didn't even come to trouble us, they just sent two little ghosts to look over.

look."

"Ghost Suppression Division?"

A look of disdain appeared on Prince An's face. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Prince An continued: "If that old guy was still here, I would have been a bit afraid of the Ghost Suppression Division. Now, how dare he come to me?

Trouble. Okay, Zhuqing, go ahead and do your work. Don’t make any mistakes."

Master Zhu Qing nodded slightly.

…

On the top of the mountain, the red light lasted for a hundred breaths before fading away.

Cui Jun gasped and sat down on the ground.

"Killing a fierce ghost will increase your merits by thirty, and your current merits will be thirty."

"If you kill a fierce ghost, your merit will be increased by one hundred, and your current merit will be one hundred and thirty."

"Killing a wandering soul will increase your merit by five, and your current merit will be 135."

…

In an instant, Cui Jun saw the book of life and death in his mind continue to shine, and the sound of rising merits was even more clear and sweet.

The reason why he chose the Evil God move was because of this wave of ghost killing.

The power of the Evil God did not disappoint him. After all, it was a move worth a thousand merits. Although his soul power and soul were not enough to use this move to its full potential.

But there is no doubt that it is completely enough to deal with these fierce ghosts.

Now his body is a little weak. After using this move, Cui Jun only feels that he has been hollowed out, and there is really not a drop left.

Good guy, a big move is a big move, it really can’t be used casually.

After feeling the recovery of his soul power, if nothing unexpected happens, he will not be able to use this trick for at least the next three to five days.

If you use it forcefully, it will waste your life.

His face was pale and his spirit was listless, but Cui Jun was smiling.

The fierce ghosts and fierce ghosts all around were wiped out, and those who were left alive were immediately killed by the Bagua mirror in Qian Wu's hands.

Maybe the abilities of these fierce ghosts can resist the Bagua Mirror, but now they are just little bugs in Qian Wushuang's hands, and one by one will die if he looks at them.

If he can't do anything else, Qian Wushuang can still do last-hitting, and even Fatty Wang has reacted to it.

Take out the butcher's knife and cut one at a time.

It won't take long before there won't be a wandering soul left on the entire mountain.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

After mending their swords, Fatty Wang and Qian Wushuang reacted with excitement on their faces.

Just relying on this wave, the credit they can transfer will be enough for them to be among the top three on the list tomorrow.

How ever has catching ghosts become such a simple task? It’s as cool as leeks!

Qian Wushuang held Cui Jun's arm and began to shake it.

"Master Cui, you are so powerful! If you had such a big move, you should have told me earlier. If you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have been so afraid."

Cui Jun quickly held her down and said repeatedly: "Stop talking nonsense. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Leave quickly and find a place to hide until dawn!"

"Okay, okay."

Fatty Wang immediately picked up Cui Jun on his back, looked around and rushed towards the small door.

After the last experience, Fatty Wang and Qian Wushuang both knew how to hide.

Anyway, as long as they don't go out of their way to attract ghosts, they should be able to spend the night safely in their own way.

Cui Jun could hardly lift his fingers now. He closed his eyes and took another look at his existing merits in his mind.

A whole, two thousand five hundred and fifty-five.

Huge sums of money, this is huge sums of money.
Chapter completed!