The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

The figures landed and stood firm, looking towards Madam Sheng San.

Their faces were covered in black spots, their pupils were small, and their whites were prominent. Their black clothes weren't actually wet, but they looked damp and sticky.

If anyone were to look here, they would see that the pillar they had just slid against also had black stains on it.

Madam Sheng San felt something and just turned her head to look over here, but the black-robed ghost cultivator flashed in front of her and stood in front of her, with a black whip suddenly appearing in his hand.

"You look down on me?"

The black-robed ghost cultivator suddenly stepped back to create some distance, shook his wrist, and lashed out fiercely at Madam Sheng San with the whip in his hand.

The whip made a whooshing sound as it broke through the air and hit Mrs. Sheng San's shoulder.

My shoulder instantly felt numb from the pain, and at the same time, my arm on that side was a little stiff.

In the blink of an eye, the next whip came like lightning.

Madam Sheng San suddenly twisted her body and floated away. Although she avoided the whip, she was still shocked that the first whip hit her.

After swallowing the big ghost and greatly improving her cultivation, this was the first time she suffered a big loss.

Before this, although she could see that the black-robed ghost cultivator's cultivation was not lower than hers and was a formidable opponent, she did not feel the slightest bit of fear.

Now, her arms that were too stiff to lift and her shoulders that were in extreme pain made it difficult for her to face it easily.

"Do you still dare to be arrogant?" The black-robed ghost cultivator smiled sinisterly, flashed in front of her in an instant, and whipped her with the whip.

This time, Madam Sheng San clearly felt a kind of pressure emitted by the whip when it was lashing towards her, and countless tiny black dust particles were emitted when it danced.

Madam Sheng San disappeared in an instant, and the whip fell to the ground with a snap, actually creating a crack in the stone slab on the ground.

The black-robed ghost cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure flashed again. He arrived in front of the Samsara Fruit Flower Bed, turned around, and whipped the ground in front of him fiercely with his whip.

With a snap, several figures appeared there instantly. They were the ones who had just sneaked in.

"Heh, a few Yinchi water ghosts have also achieved enlightenment?"

The black-robed ghost cultivator secretly paid attention to the breath of Madam Sheng San while sneering at these water ghosts.

"Dare you use my power to snatch things from me?"

Yinchi are pools of water in the underworld. There are many pools in the underworld. They are formed by the ghost energy, resentment and yin energy of the underworld that have accumulated over the years and occasionally dripped like rain and fog.

Of course there are some ghosts who like to hide in those corners and leave some dirty things.

Over the long years, it is inevitable that a few ghosts will fall into the Yin Pool and find it difficult to climb out.

Once you fall into the Yin Pool and drink a sip of the water, you will never have the chance to reincarnate.

But if they can take a bite of the reincarnation fruit, they can get rid of their identity as Yinchi water ghosts and wait for another chance to reincarnate.

These Yinchi water ghosts in front of us gathered together to steal the reincarnation fruit for this reason.

Although there is only one reincarnation fruit, they ghosts only need to take a bite!

"Woo!"

Several Yinchi water ghosts did not expect that this big ghost cultivator actually discovered them, and in the interval of the fierce fight with the female ghost cultivator, he could even come to defend against them!

Just now, these Yinchi water ghosts thought they were going to succeed, but now their dreams were shattered. They were so angry that they screamed and cried. Several water ghosts crawled towards the black-robed ghost cultivator at the same time.

He used his hands and feet, tilted his head back, stared with his eyes wide open, and bared his teeth with his mouth open, like a big frog.

That’s right, they can only crawl now. The power of the whip just now made it impossible for them to stand up.

"If you don't know your own limitations, you won't know whether you live or die."

The black-robed ghost cultivator swung the whip in his hand towards them again.

"Woo!"

"what!"

Poof.

For a moment, strange screams and the sound of a water ghost's body being torn in half and falling all over the ground were intertwined, sounding extremely creepy.

The moment his body broke and fell to the ground, his broken limbs turned into black smoke and quickly disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Madam Sheng San appeared, and the hand mirror slammed hard towards the black-robed ghost cultivator's head.

With a bang, the black-robed ghost cultivator's head was knocked crooked.

At the moment when he tilted his head and stiffened, Madam Sheng San turned her head and looked at the remaining Yinchi water ghosts whose heads had been flattened.

"Woo..."

Their strange screams now sound miserable.

Wow wow wow, these two big ghost cultivators have no martial ethics in their fight! Why do they bully them first in the middle of a fight?

But Madam Sheng San didn't give them much time to scream. She waved the hand mirror again and swept them all into the mirror.

"How dare you come and steal the things that I, your Lord Immortal Envoy, am guarding!" Humph, I will make you die to the point of no return!

With a click.

Madam Sheng San heard the noise made by the black-robed ghost cultivator, and instantly turned around, reached out and grabbed his robe, pulling it up with force and swinging it out.

The black-robed ghost cultivator was too close to the Samsara Fruit. Her move was extremely fast and powerful. The most important thing was to throw him away first.

She did succeed. The black-robed ghost cultivator was grabbed and thrown away by her, and his figure left the flower bed and changed direction with her.

However, Madam Sheng San was unable to get rid of him.

His hand clamped Sheng Sanniang's wrist, his body floating in the air, his eyes staring at Sheng Sanniang coldly.

For a moment, the two ghosts were in a stalemate.

Behind Madam Sheng San, the Samsara Fruit was dark yellow in color, with half of it being orange-red.

The fruity aroma is stronger.

The black-robed ghost cultivator stared at Madam Sheng San and spoke.

"What's the point of you guarding this fruit for Youming? It will bear fruit again in a hundred years. Youming will not lose anything if this fruit is missing."

"How about you give me the fruit, and we each eat half, then become partners and take over the underworld. From now on, the underworld will worship you and me as the left and right Yama, and all the ghosts will worship us, and we will enjoy eternal life. How do you think?"

He grabbed Madam Sheng San's wrist and exerted force secretly, almost crushing her bones and causing her severe pain.

But Madam Sheng Sanzi didn't show it, instead she pulled the man's clothes tighter, strangling his neck.

A great ghost cultivator like this certainly wouldn't be strangled to the point of suffocation. After all, they were already ghosts, so how could they possibly be suffocated? However, Madam Sheng San released her Yin Qi, freezing his collar. Holding so tightly, the edge of the collar, as hard as a knife, almost dug into his neck.

If she used more force, she would cut the other person's neck sooner or later.

After hearing what he said, Madam Sheng San felt it was absurd and angry.

"Who gave you the face you deserve? Are you, an old fellow, worthy of this immortal?"

Her husband Duan Lang was extremely handsome back then, and he should be very handsome when he is old. How could she, with her high standards, still be interested in such an old man?

"How dare you! I..."

"Fuck you." Madam Sheng San interrupted him and kicked him in the abdomen.