You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

Even if you admire me, there is no need to find someone to draw a portrait of me and collect it.

What's more, you are a ghost who has lived for who knows how many years.

Don't be aboveboard and obsessed with brother, okay?

Mu Jiu suppressed the surprise in his heart and looked at the ghost again.

Suddenly, the ghost took off Mu Jiu's left sleeve, shook his head violently, and said in horror:

"No! No! You are not him!"

In the blink of an eye, in the lower part of the portrait, the arm of the portrait was shining, revealing a different hand bone.

Mu Jiu also suddenly remembered that he had had such a dream yesterday.

In the dream, that person also had a different left hand bone.

He grabbed Mu Jiu's hand and yelled like crazy: "Who are you? Who are you!"

Mu Jiu tried his best to break free from his hand, but he didn't expect that the more he tried to break free, the tighter his arm would be.

Even with Mu Jiu's current strength, the force he can use with one hand is around several hundred kilograms.

But still couldn't get rid of his control.

"Human boy, I advise you to tell the truth who you are, otherwise I will let you die here!"

Seeing the ghost like this, Mu Jiu couldn't help but frowned, and then said

"My name is Mu Jiu, and I am a junior heavenly master from Xiangbei City."

He felt Mu Jiu's aura and said in shock: "Junior Celestial Master? Your strength is more than that of a junior Celestial Master!"

"How can a junior heavenly master walk in the air, and there is still earth fire!"

Mu Jiu said helplessly: "Who is the protagonist? The junior Celestial Master has strength comparable to that of the intermediate Celestial Master."

Hearing Mu Jiu's words, the ghost turned its head, then narrowed its eyes and said, "\"If that's the case, then why are you here? "

"Aren't you talking nonsense? What can the Heavenly Master do here? I will solve the problem of this mass grave!"

"Hahaha! It's really you!"

The ghost suddenly realized it, laughed on the spot, and let go of Mu Jiu's arm.

Immediately, he forced the painting to Mu Jiu.

"What does it mean?"

When I started drawing on white paper, I instantly felt a familiar power integrating into my body.

The bones of his right hand were pulled by the paper drawing, and a light flashed in place.

The next second, the left hand bone flew out of the portrait.

The hand bones flew directly into Mu Jiu's body as if positioning and navigation had been activated.

It was connected to his left hand in his body and integrated with his left hand.

"what……"

This feeling of being transformed made Mu Jiu couldn't help but howl in pain.

His body was half crouched together, huddled together, his face was sweating profusely, and he was very embarrassed.

This feeling lasted for who knows how long, until the bones of my hand completely merged with the bones of the hand in the portrait.

The pain slowly disappeared and turned into a feeling of restraint.

Continuously improve Mu Jiu's vitality and consolidate his strength.

If Mu Jiu went to the underworld to check his lifespan in the book of life and death, people would definitely be surprised.

Originally, Mu Jiu was a son of the Nine Transformations, and his lifespan was only twenty years old, not even a day longer.

Later, with the help of his grandfather and parents, Mu Jiu's identity as the son of the Nine Revolutions was concealed, and he was barely allowed to live for so long.

In the near future, Mu Jiu will also go to the underworld alone. What kind of story will there be then?

"call……"

Mu Jiu let out a comfortable gasp. When he turned around again, the mysterious ghost had disappeared in front of him, leaving no trace at all.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that since the appearance of the hand bones, it seemed to have alarmed the silent ghosts nearby.

On the ground of the deep pit, slight vibrations came from below, and a crunching sound was made.

Under Mu Jiu's gaze, ghost hands were dug out of the ground one after another.

For a moment, it was impossible to count how many hands shot out of the ground like grass.

rumbling...

The originally clear sky suddenly burst into thunder at this moment.

I don't know if someone violated the sky or the weather suddenly changed, but the air in the pit became particularly depressing.

Amidst the thunder, hundreds of corpses with ghost bones suddenly appeared in all directions of Mu Jiu.

Ghost Bone looks a bit shorter than the residents of the country, and he is also wearing a shit-yellow coat.

They rocked their bodies back and forth, dragging their bodies slowly in one direction.

In an instant, resentment surged into the sky, the environment here changed drastically, and evil spirits surged.

Even if you stand outside the deep pit, you can feel the cold atmosphere hundreds of meters away, which makes your spine shiver.

Mu Jiu was trembling even more in the deep pit, using the body protection of the fire flames that was barely comparable to the earth's fire to offset the evil aura.

The team of countless bones buzzed, and waves of air carrying the smell of blood and corpses rushed towards their faces.

Mu Jiu frowned and breathed out softly:

"Damn it, it must be a problem with the hand bones that disturbed these bones buried underground."

Now that it has been integrated into the hand bones, it is useless to say those regretful words, so I can only bite the bullet.

He took out the soul-cutting sword from Najie, held it tightly with both hands, and swung the sword gently.

boom……

The sword exploded right in front, and a small crater was created in the deep pit.

"Holy crap! Am I so strong now?"

Mu Jiu could feel that the strength of his arm seemed to be enhanced again.

Even if you are facing a beast weighing several hundred kilograms, you can probably catch it with one hand.

He looked resolute, adjusted his hair, and shouted: "Okay! Let you little brats have a taste of my power today!"

Holding the sword, he lunged out.

The skeleton soldier wearing a shit-yellow coat at the front was cut in half by Mu Jiu.

Broken bones flew across the ground.

Mu Jiu picked up his sword again and struck towards the next target.

Within a few moments of meeting each other, no less than ten bone soldiers had been chopped into pieces by Mu Jiu.

Suddenly something strange happened.

Those broken bones were put back together again and became their original appearance.

After the resurrection, the skeleton soldiers moved a little faster and joined the siege again.

Can you do this?

Are you the protagonist or am I the protagonist?

ooh...

More and more skeleton soldiers are besieging him.

Mu Jiu was startled. If he couldn't be beaten to death, staying here would definitely lead to death in the end.

He stepped into the air and wanted to walk out of the pit with his ring in the air.

puff……

As soon as he took a step, there seemed to be a restriction above the pit, blocking Mu Jiu's body.

damn it!

I am the protagonist, don’t I even have this privilege?

Not long after, Mu Jiu clearly felt that these bone soldiers exuded a vicious and resentful air.

These vicious and resentful energies had already infected Mu Jiu's body, and he exhaled a filthy breath.

"Okay! If you are so cruel, I will fight with you."