Chapter 103 The art of controlling thunder? (Please subscribe, please vote)
With his eyes blurred, Qin Moyu looked around, his face a little dark.
It seems that my luck is not that good this time!
Judging from the dark environment, as we passed through, it was late at night, and what about the surroundings? The shade of the trees is mottled, and as the breeze blows, the branches sway, adding to the feeling of horror.
"So, I traveled through time and came to an inaccessible forest? I hope it's not an isolated overseas island or a place like the Amazon jungle!"
After taking a quick glance and getting a rough idea of the surrounding environment, Qin Moyu secretly complained in his heart.
There was no need to identify the direction. Now he didn't know where he was. After identifying a direction at random, Qin Moyu walked forward.
Fortunately, Qin Moyu's worries are unnecessary!
After walking forward for about ten minutes, he found that his eyes suddenly became much brighter.
It turned out that what he came to was on the top of a mountain.
Under the moonlight, Qin Moyu looked around and saw several tombs standing not far away, which also showed that he was not in an inaccessible place!
Since there is a grave, it means there must be someone nearby.
To be honest, Qin Moyu felt a little frightened in this dark environment, alone, with several tombs in front of him.
However, when I thought about it, I had the power of death! It's the God of Death!
In Chinese terms, it’s a ghost!
As a ghost, I am afraid of graves and ghosts? Isn't this a bit ridiculous?
Woohoo!
Just when Qin Moyu was secretly cheering herself up so that she didn't have to be afraid, suddenly, there were waves of sobbing sounds coming from her ears, vaguely visible, seemingly absent.
"How could there be a woman crying in the middle of the night? Could it be a female ghost?" Hearing the crying sound, Qin Moyu murmured secretly in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, he ignored it and hurried down the mountain to find people nearby talking.
After identifying the route down the mountain, Qin Moyu walked down the mountain.
However, Qin Moyu wanted to avoid the sobbing sound, but the other party was getting closer and closer.
After walking for about ten minutes, I saw a woman sitting on the side of the trail going down the mountain. She was wearing a red dress, her hair was like a waterfall, and she was sitting on the roadside, sobbing softly, looking very lovable.
"No wonder there have always been female ghosts and vixens who like to seduce men throughout the ages. How many people can resist this pitiful appearance!" Seeing the woman in a red dress sitting on the roadside, Qin Moyu secretly thought Shaking his head and complaining.
Of course, although this woman's appearance is endearing, Qin Moyu is not the kind of being who is dominated by her lower body.
Qin Moyu's eyes fell on this woman. As a god of death, he could naturally tell at a glance that this woman's body was not made of flesh and blood.
"Master, I, my foot is sprained. Can you help me? Help me go home..."
Qin Moyu stared at the female ghost in the red dress. The woman raised her head, with a beautiful face, and looked like she was about to cry, and said to Qin Moyu.
"I want to see what she wants. Is she coveting my body? Am I handsome?" Qin Moyu could more or less guess what it was about being seduced by a female ghost like this. two.
At the same time, Qin Moyu could feel a strange force entering his mind, comforting and paralyzing his spirit.
Qin Moyu can probably guess that this is the female ghost's ability similar to mental hypnosis, right?
"Okay, miss, I'm willing to help!" Qin Moyu nodded, pretending to be hypnotized.
He immediately bent down and helped the female ghost get up.
"Sir, come with me!" Seeing that Qin Moyu had fallen into the trap, the female ghost raised the corners of her mouth slightly and led Qin Moyu forward.
Soon, we came to a tomb.
In essence, it is a tomb, but on the surface, it looks like a wooden house.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
The illusion arranged by the female ghost seems to be knocking on the door, but in fact it is knocking on the tombstone of the tomb: "Dad, I'm back!"
As the female ghost brought Qin Moyu over, seven or eight ghosts slowly emerged in succession, staring at Qin Moyu with greed in their eyes.
"It seems that these ghosts often seek human lives like this!" Qin Moyu snorted coldly in his heart as he pretended to be under an illusion and saw seven or eight ghosts appear.
Judging from this situation, this female ghost is already very familiar with luring men over, and seven or eight ghosts jumping out to kill them.
Although he was scared when he stood alone in the cemetery just now, as the god of death, after seeing these ghosts clearly, Qin Moyu was no longer afraid.
Jingle bells, jingle bells…
However, just when Qin Moyu was secretly angry and was about to use the ghost method to eliminate these ghosts one by one, suddenly, a series of bells rang.
The ringtone was very clear in this dark night.
Hearing this voice, Qin Moyu looked for fame.
Similarly, several ghosts nearby also looked in the direction of the sound of the bell.
I saw a middle-aged Taoist priest about forty years old, wearing a pair of glasses and a Taoist robe, holding a bell in his hand, shaking it constantly.
Mysterious power filled the air with his bell.
At the same time, under the control of the bell, a dozen zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official costumes raised their hands and jumped forward following the rhythm of the bell.
"How unlucky! I actually encountered a Taoist priest driving away corpses..." Looking at the scene here, a middle-aged ghost at the head complained and said angrily.
"Then, what should I do with this person?" Seeing the Taoist priest driving the corpse closer and closer, the female ghost in the red dress next to him asked.
"Catch him first! Let's enjoy it later!" After a brief silence, the leader of the evil spirits said.
Immediately, several ghosts around him grabbed Qin Moyu.
"Hmph, you're looking for death!" Seeing these evil ghosts attacking her, Qin Moyu naturally wouldn't let them go without mercy, and snorted coldly in her heart.
Since these evil ghosts seemed to be doing many evil things, Qin Moyu didn't mind wiping them all out.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the leading evil ghost.
At the same time, Qin Moyu whispered: The fourth broken path - Bai Lei!
Qin Moyu's spiritual power is not just pure spiritual power, but also spiritual power!
If you want to fully exert the power of the God of Death, you indeed need to transform into a God of Death. However, it is also not a problem to use only part of the power of the God of Death with mental power.
After all, they are just ordinary evil ghosts. Even without using the broken path, Qin Moyu's simple use of mental power is enough to eliminate them all.
laugh!
As the Ghost Dao was used, a wisp of pale thunder and lightning, as thick as chopsticks, shot out directly from Qin Moyu's fingers!
The white thunder and lightning are extremely clear in this dark night!
"Huh? Someone is actually using the thunder control technique?" The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced here with a look of shock on his face.
