If this were the other timid and afraid of ghosts, they would be frightened at this moment. Not to mention screaming, they would also tremble and quickly retreat. But... neither the woman in white nor the seven little ghosts around her would have never expected that the people they faced at this moment were not afraid of the so-called strange soul body, and even a hint of impatience appeared on Wang Baole's face.

Almost immediately there, the moment the white-clothed female ghost rushed over, Wang Baole glared directly, raised his right foot without hesitation, and kicked it suddenly with a bang.

He kicked the female ghost in white and ignored her soul body, as if she was kicking it at the real body, causing the female ghost to scream, and her body was suddenly kicked back dozens of feet away.

"Just this skill, pretending to be a ghost?" Wang Baole snorted coldly, raised his right hand to draw the soul to draw the soul, and a ghost shadow appeared from his hand. The ghost shadow directly turned into a huge dark ghost hand. As soon as the ghost hand came out, the cold air around him was much stronger than before. If the Yin wind that appeared in this woman was likened to a ghost ghost, then what Wang Baole burst out from now on was the ghost king who surpassed the ghost!

As his soul-sucking hand grabbed the woman in white, the woman in white who had been kicked away, her originally disappeared facial features were now transformed again, and her expression showed incredible horror. She screamed and wanted to escape, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, her body was grabbed by Wang Baole's soul-sucking hand.

The female ghost with an illusory body was unable to struggle at all. In an instant, Wang Baole grabbed his neck and dragged it directly in front of him.

"It's fine to pretend to be a ghost, but it's actually fiddling in front of your Grandpa Wang?" Wang Baole glared, grabbed the female ghost and swung it, and hit the ground. He seemed to be unsatisfied, and directly raised his foot on the female ghost and kicked it several times in a row, making the female ghost scream more and more miserable.

And his cultivation, which was originally comparable to the Great Perfection of Killing Pill, was like a fragile paper in front of Wang Baole, and could not exert any effect at all, as if he had encountered a natural enemy!

And the aura that can make all living beings fear is also unavailable for Wang Baole. There is no doubt... As a son of the Ming, Wang Baole has fiddled with no millions of souls in the Mingmeng. There are too many ghosts that surpass this white-clothed female ghost level, and even those who massacre a world exist, but they are all extremely well-behaved in front of Wang Baole and dare not do anything.

After all... the Ming Sect is a huge creature that ferrys the soul. As a Ming Son, if Wang Baole was fooled by this little ghost, he felt that the fallen ancestors of the Ming Sect would be resurrected in anger.

At this moment, under Wang Baole's punch and kick, the female ghost screamed even more miserable, and even began to beg for mercy, but it was useless. The change in the style of painting was so shocking that the seven little ghosts were all dumbfounded, and even two of them were directly scared to tears.

This is really crying, not the gloomy and weirdness formed by their breath just now, but the crying sound was a bit unpleasant, and Wang Baole glared.

"Shut up, cry and eat again, and sing for me!"

When he shouted, the two little ghosts who cried suddenly shook and stopped twitching. Then they trembled. They wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. They wanted to run but didn't dare to run. They could only watch their mother being punched by Wang Baole, and they were almost scattered.

So they started singing in a trembling manner.

"Mom, mom, I'm hungry..."

"Mom, your fingers are not delicious. I'm so hungry. I still want to eat..."

"Don't hit me, don't kill me, don't peel off my skin, I feel so painful for mom..." The seven little ghosts trembled. At this moment, the song echoed, and for the first time they felt that the song was too terrifying. They were scared as they sang themselves.

Until Wang Baole was annoyed and waved his hand, the seven little ghosts quickly retreated and all escaped. In their young minds, they had already drawn Wang Baole to the same level as the demon god, which was extremely terrifying.

As the seven little ghosts escaped, Wang Baole kicked a few more times. Until the white-clothed female ghost had already fainted and her body was about to float away, he grabbed it and placed it in front of him, staring at her eyes and snorting.

"This is the first time I have seen a little ghost like you. I dare to appear in front of me. I'll think about eating you." Wang Baole spoke lightly. He had seen some disciples of the Ming Sect in the Mingmeng who had secretly eaten ghosts. Anyway, the Ming Sect is so big that no one can check it occasionally. Besides, it's useless to check it. After all, the Ming Sect is the law enforcer of the soul.

Although he had never eaten it, he also knew the methods here, especially now that there is a serious lack of snacks. Wang Baole has been awakened by hunger many times in the past few months. At this moment, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and lick his lips.

After enduring the urge to eat this ghost, Wang Baole thought it would be better to check the nearby one first, so he put it away directly and walked to Fang Mu's body. After checking, his face looked a little ugly.

Based on the Ming Sect's understanding of ghosts, Wang Baole saw after checking that this square wood was not killed by the soul body, but died of soul searching. There was no other injury on his body. It was obviously suppressed by someone in an instant. After forcibly searching the soul, his brain collapsed and his soul died.

This method can be said to be extremely cruel. After Wang Baole was silent, he checked and took away Fang Mu's body. After all, they were all the hundreds of sons of the Federation. Although they are dead now, they cannot be buried in another place.

During the silence, Wang Baole felt very upset. Although everyone was mentally prepared when they came to this ancient bronze sword, they saw it with their own eyes and still sighed in their hearts.

But he quickly calmed down his emotions, looked up at the golden beetle, and his body shook directly to the big pit of the carapace. After checking, he found that there were two corpses.

One of the corpses was a middle-aged man wearing the Taoist robe of the Cangmang Taoist Palace. His clothes were damaged and had been dead for many years. While the remaining dead energy was strong, even if he died, the fluctuations emitted from this person made Wang Baole's eyes shrink.

The other corpse that died with him was not the cultivator of the Cangmang Taoist Palace, but a... Weiyang clan with three heads and six arms!!

The two obviously experienced a great battle before their death and eventually died together. The Beetle was obviously one of the two airships. With the death of their two years ago, the Beetle also fell and buried in this highland.

This time, with the changes in the region, it only rose from the sea of ​​fire. It can be imagined that after a while, everything here will disappear in the next regional change.

The two of them had no treasures for storage, not to mention items such as identity tokens. Wang Baole didn't believe it was destroyed. He was more willing to believe that it was taken away in advance.

The person who took it away had a slight possibility, which was the murderer who killed Fang Mu.

"Kill Fang Mu and make arrangements here again..." Wang Baole searched for nothing. After leaving the Beetle, he simply took out the unconscious female ghost and grabbed her neck and shook it violently. The female ghost immediately woke up. After seeing Wang Baole clearly, she immediately screamed, her body trembling like a sieve.

"I'll eat you even more!" Wang Baole spoke lightly.

The female ghost suddenly shut up. Although she was still trembling, she didn't dare to shout a word.

"Tell me, what's going on here." Wang Baole looked at the white-clothed female ghost and asked slowly. His tone was calm, but it fell into the female ghost's soul, which made her tremble again. She dared not hide anything, and she vaguely spread her consciousness.

"The Weiyang clan...manipulates... and attracts...kill you..."

"Huh?" Wang Baole heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank, and while he was pinching his hands, a dark fire flew into the female ghost's eyebrows, and then flew back. This was a small spell that Wang Baole learned in the Nether Sect, which could test the true or falsehood of the soul body. Then he asked carefully, and his face became even more gloomy after a while. He understood that this was a living Weiyang clan who controlled the female ghost to come here with the goal of killing himself.

But obviously, the Weiyang clan did not expect that he was Mingzi, and the one he was most afraid of was the soul.

Wang Baole had a lot of thoughts. Although he only knew a little clue and the ghost and spirit of the white-clothed woman were not very clear, he still felt that the water was deep on the vast Taoist palace and the ancient bronze sword.

"There are still living Weiyang clans?" Wang Baole took a deep breath and decided to leave here as soon as possible. So he was about to deal with this female ghost, but at this moment...

In the empty place in the distance, the seven little ghosts who had originally escaped appeared carefully, trembling with fear.
Chapter completed!