This terrifying aura spread all around.

The moment she heard this voice, the Ghost Mother stopped her actions.

"Sir... should we let him out?" Ghost Mother asked Mo Lin.

She was very aware of the ferocity of that ghost.

The kind that doesn't differentiate friend from foe.

Things have developed to this point; might as well make a big scene.

Chunyangzi's pupils suddenly shrank, "Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill?"

He turned to Tang Wuqi and said, "Get ready to run."

"Ah..." Tang Wuqi was stunned for a moment, not expecting Chunyangzi to say such a thing.

Run?

"This is the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill; these ghosts were cultivated by Celestial Master Zhong Kui for a hundred years, very powerful.

Unless my true body comes, I can fight against it. With a mere paper body, I'm afraid it's no match."

Chunyangzi gave the most reasonable advice.

"Ah..." Tang Wuqi looked incredulous, "So powerful? Impossible."

He had fought with Mo Lin, and Mo Lin had always been suppressing him with the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

It shouldn't be as terrifying as Chunyangzi said.

"Ghost Mother, gather your little ghosts, I want him to come out." Mo Lin said slowly to the Ghost Mother.

Ghost Mother, like facing a great enemy, shouted into the distance, "All come back..."

Those ghosts returned to the Ghost Mother's side, and then were enclosed in the jar again.

They obviously hadn't had enough fun, didn't want to go back, but didn't dare not to listen to the Ghost Mother, so they all returned to the jar.

A black hand suddenly extended from Mo Lin's mouth.

Then the shadow gradually elongated, completely appearing in front of everyone.

A pitch-black body.

It was only a meter tall, looking very small.

The entire body was pitch-black, except for the bright red pupils.

"He's out... you finally let me out."

This ghost had a long sword tied to his back and turned to angrily scold Mo Lin.

"Useless... it's all your weakness fault that I couldn't come out for some fresh air."

The City God showed a trace of apprehension when he saw this ghost.

"Old man..." the black ghost suddenly stared tightly at the City God.

"He's not an enemy..." Mo Lin reminded the black ghost.

The black ghost directly ignored Mo Lin and slowly took out the long sword from his back, a long pitch-black sword was held in his hand.

The next moment he was going to attack the City God.

"If you dare to touch him, I won't let you out next time." Mo Lin threatened the black ghost.

Hearing Mo Lin's words, the ghost coldly snorted, "Consider yourself lucky."

Chunyangzi exclaimed.

"Immortal Slaying Ghost! I knew it... that old Zhong Kui wouldn't easily kill this ghost."

Chunyangzi's expression and tone were both particularly flustered.

Immortal Slaying Ghost.

Its name like its ghost.

Born specifically to slay immortals.

Later captured by Zhong Kui.

This ghost restrains immortals.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost's body streamed black liquid, revealing a sinister smile.

He opened his palm, and then the space in front twisted.

A black barrier rose, enveloping Chunyangzi and Tang Wuqi within.

Directly isolated Mo Lin.

Tang Wuqi was not stupid; the moment he saw the Immortal Slaying Ghost, he immediately wanted to run.

But unfortunately, it was already too late.

The next moment, Tang Wuqi and Chunyangzi were wrapped in the black curtain.

"Mo Lin... isn't he a cultivator? How can he control ghosts?"

"What's this thing?" Tang Wuqi shouted.

In the air, black sword blades splattered everywhere.

Hundreds of Tang Wuqi's clones were launching counterattacks.

The more they resisted, the more excited the Immortal Slaying Ghost was.

He's not directly obliterating these people, but playing with them bit by bit.

Tang Wuqi had no ability to resist in front of the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

Chunyangzi controlled his sword against the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost appeared in front of Chunyangzi the next moment, then crushed his head with one hand.

After Chunyangzi died, he turned into a paper figurine and floated to the ground.

Next came the Immortal Slaying Ghost's hunting moment.

Tang Wuqi's clones were now all toys of Immortal Slaying Ghost.

Outside the black curtain, Mo Lin could clearly hear Tang Wuqi's clones let out heart-wrenching screams.

"Mo Lin... let me go... I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Please let me go."

Tang Wuqi was truly panicked at this moment, all his clones were here.

If they all died here, it would mean his actual death.

No chance of resurrection again.

Moreover, the Immortal Slaying Ghost in front of him had an additional terrifying ability.

He not only killed people, but the souls of those killed would vanish.

If Tang Wuqi was killed, it would be true death.

"I beg you, let me out."

Mo Lin heard hundreds of Tang Wuqi's cries for help.

Mo Lin chose to directly ignore it.

Now was when the Immortal Slaying Ghost enjoyed the most.

If Mo Lin interrupted, that fellow would definitely be uncomfortable, even doing some outrageous things to disgust Mo Lin.

Mo Lin didn't want to cause himself trouble.

After waiting for about ten minutes.

Tang Wuqi's clones' screaming stopped.

The black curtain vanished.

No bodies on the ground.

Only saw Immortal Slaying Ghost's lips had blood; he wiped his lips, very satisfied.

"He's already dead... completely dead, won't revive."

Immortal Slaying Ghost stood in front of Mo Lin and said, "I ate him, got his memories, just ask me anything you want to know."

Mo Lin showed a flash of brilliance deep in his eyes, never expected the Immortal Slaying Ghost to have this skill.

"Who's behind him? Why summoned the True Gods repeatedly to descend?" This was Mo Lin's biggest doubt.

"That guy, behind is the Evil God."

"It's not him summoning the True Gods to descend, but those True Gods want to come down themselves, looking for a place of their own in the human world."

"Just like raising livestock."

The Immortal Slaying Ghost thought, finding this term quite fitting.

"Those True Gods want to occupy a place, then raise those people as livestock, sacrificing directly when needed."

"Yes... there's another important news... the Evil God behind Tang Wuqi plans to attack the True Martial Temple, they want the True Martial Emperor portrait."

"What's the plot?" Mo Lin asked the Immortal Slaying Ghost.

"To control the True Martial Emperor!" Immortal Slaying Ghost answered truthfully, "I only know this much, from that guy's memory."

As for other things, they're all messy trivial matters; he didn't know.

"Li Xue, my sister, any information on them?" Mo Lin asked again.

The Immortal Slaying Ghost looked at Mo Lin with a strange expression, then suddenly laughed, "That person isn't your sister at all."

"Tsk... not really.... should say your sister's already dead, what you met in Xu Yue City wasn't your sister."

For Mo Lin, this was undoubtedly explosive news.

"Why say so?"

"Don't ask me... that's all of this guy's memory..." Immortal Slaying Ghost said again.

A series of things suddenly happened... Mo Lin didn't know if he should intervene in the True Martial Temple's matters.

What if it's another trap?

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