Don't Panic When You Hit A Ghost, Get A Tattoo Of Kowloon Pulling The Coffin And It Just

There are B-level ghosts lurking in Dongjia Village, which is beyond the expectation of the Taoist priest.

Even though the ghost energy began to recover, most of them were E-level and D-level ghosts.

Even C-rank ghosts are rare.

Not to mention B-level ghosts.

It was very difficult for him to deal with an existence of this level.

At first, Taoist Baimei thought Lin Yun was Mao Tingting's senior brother.

But soon, he noticed the corpse under the stage.

"well!"

He sighed: "There is a B-level ghost here, how can he still be alive!"

The priest with white eyebrows was a little sad, and he had an instant insight into the situation of the battle.

But as a disciple of Maoshan, killing ghosts and being killed by ghosts has long been the norm in life.

The most urgent task at the moment is to get rid of the B-level evil spirits here.

So as not to cause harm to the common people.

"Little friend, the old man is here to help you!"

Daoist Baimei made a move.

Mao Tingting went to check on her brother's condition.

It was found that he was dead, and his eyes were red.

Lin Yun, who was fighting fiercely with the B-level ghosts, had already noticed that someone was coming.

Seeing that they were friends and not enemies, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Without further ado, he teamed up with Taoist Baimei to besiege the B-level evil spirits.

The latter possesses various magical powers such as holding a knife and flying a skull.

Still powerful.

Even though Lin Yun used the Bai Ze treasure technique and Qilin's arm to press and beat him, he didn't show his signs for a while.

On the other hand, Daoist Baimei, who was not paying attention, was blown away by the B-level evil spirit.

Coughing up blood at the corner of the mouth.

flushed.

"grandfather!"

Mao Tingting hurried forward with a concerned expression on her face.

"Ahem!"

Daoist Baimei coughed violently a few times, and waved his hands: "Although it's just a B-level ghost that has just transformed, it's still a bit difficult for the old Taoist to fight against it!"

His cultivation base is only the peak of the earth master.

If you want to deal with ghosts above B level, you must be a celestial master.

He is worse.

What's more, when you are old, you are afraid of being young and strong in boxing, so you can't accept old age.

"Forget it, I'll fight for my little friend!"

The white-browed Taoist sighed.

If he hit hard, he might hold Lin Yun back.

"I am the master of human cultivation, he can already fight B-level ghosts fiercely!"

Mao Tingting stared blankly at Lin Yun who was fighting fiercely with the B-level ghost.

Especially after discovering that Lin Yun's age was similar to hers, a sense of frustration suddenly rose in her heart.

"Grandpa, can you tell which family's technique this is?"

Mao Tingting asked subconsciously.

"Qilin tattoo? Could it be from the Zhang family of Jiumen?"

The priest with white eyebrows pondered for a while, then said again: "It's not quite like that, Zhang's Qilin tattoo is not like this, and there is no Bai Ze tattoo either!"

Although he didn't see Lin Yun's identity, it didn't hinder his praise.

"The troubled times are approaching, I really don't know which hidden family has trained such a strong young man!"

Daoist Baimei sighed, deeply impressed by Lin Yun's fighting power.

Mao Tingting nodded, and stared at Lin Yun who was fighting with the B-level ghost in astonishment.

The power of one person and one ghost is terrifying.

When they hit each other, the air between the person and the ghost was constantly making sonic booms.

The momentum is mighty.

Fortunately, Taoist Baimei saw that Lin Yun had the absolute upper hand.

Otherwise, he would have to consider looking for support.

The Qilin tattoo on Lin Yun's right arm is shining with strange light, on and off indefinitely, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

At the end.

A majestic fire Qilin roared out of Lin Yun's fist, and instantly bombarded the B-level evil spirit.

It is difficult for the latter to withstand such unrivaled power.

The powerful soul body exploded directly.

Lin Yun's body was also sent flying by the aftermath.

The jacket was reduced to ashes.

The victory and defeat have been divided!

Priest Baimei took Mao Tingting forward quickly and asked about Lin Yun's injury.

It was the first time I saw the tattoo on Lin Yun's body!

"ah!"

Mao Tingting let out a strange cry.

The petite body jumped up directly.

For the first time, he hid behind the white-browed Taoist priest.

At first, Taoist Baimei thought Mao Tingting was shy because Lin Yun was shirtless, until he noticed the tattoo on Lin Yun's body.

The headless Xing Tian, ​​the Jade Emperor whose neck was pinched, the Tathagata Buddha whose head was pinned down, and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who was suppressed with his buttocks.

Coupled with those scarlet eyes, it is strange and frightening.

Even though the Taoist priest with white eyebrows has subdued demons all his life, he has never seen this kind of tattoo.

Immediately, he shivered with fright.

His scalp was numb, and he almost moved his hands.

Before he knew it, a layer of white sweat had already appeared on his body.

He subconsciously distanced himself from Lin Yun to ensure safety.

"Young man, what are you?"

The white-browed Taoist priest's gaze was uncertain.

"It's okay, it's just a tattoo!"

Lin Yun said something lightly, without further explanation.

He also knows that his tattoos are scary.

Now that his clothes were shattered by the aftermath of the fierce fighting, Lin Yun had no choice but to focus on the dead Maoshan disciple.

He turned and walked over.

In this way, the tattoo on the coffin of Nine Dragons behind him was unreservedly displayed in the eyes of Taoist Baimei and Mao Tingting.

The grandpa and grandson who watched were terrified and terrified!

"What kind of freak is this?"

The priest with white eyebrows muttered softly.

Lin Yun quickly took off the Maoshan disciple's coat: "You were killed by the evil spirits, and now I will avenge you, and I will lend you a coat, which is even!"

Noticing Lin Yun's movements, Mao Tingting wanted to stop her, but seeing the tattoos on Lin Yun's body, she opened her mouth several times but couldn't speak.

She wished Lin Yun could get dressed sooner.

"Compared to this guy's tattoo, the evil ghost just now looks much cuter!"

Mao Tingting expressed her feelings.

Lin Yun glanced at her, Mao Tingting felt cold all over, and shut up instantly.

"Am I that scary?"

Lin Yun was speechless.

After getting dressed, he nodded to the priest with white eyebrows and left.

Neither Taoist Baimei nor Mao Tingting said much.

After Lin Yun's figure disappeared, the grandfather and grandson felt that the air around them was much more comfortable.

"Grandpa, who the hell is that guy?"

Mao Tingting asked in a low voice with a pale face.

The priest with white eyebrows pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his face changed drastically.

"Could it be???"

"Really that race appeared?"

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