After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Ling Tianfan immediately covered his mouth, looking like he had eaten shit.

This guy has never been so honest since he was born.

But it was worthy of being the leader, the deputy patrol officer of Yanluo City, second only to the ten Yin messengers under Lord Yan. It stood up, shook its green robe, and pointed at Qin He angrily: "Destroy his soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tianfan took the lead. He stretched out his hand and a three-pronged fork appeared in his hand. He jumped up and stabbed Qin He in the face like lightning at an extremely fast speed.

Qin He's eyes lit up slightly.

Grade master!

If this kind of strength were placed in the mortal world, ignoring the conflict between yin and yang, it would correspond to at least a fourth rank.

But it was just a city patrol lieutenant.

The depth of the underworld can be seen from this.

The trident is as fast as thunder and carries a sharp edge that can pierce through everything. The most terrifying thing is that it is surrounded by a ghostly aura, which is unique to the underworld soldiers and has great lethality to the soul.

Being stabbed by a fork is like a ghost being struck by lightning.

In mild cases, the soul is severely damaged, and in severe cases, the soul is shattered.

Either way, it's unbearable.

Qin He moved like a dragon and almost dodged the trident.

Then he stretched out two fingers and poked Ling Tianfan's eyes.

“Ouch!~”

Ling Tianfan screamed miserably, staggered and fell to the side.

Although the high-grade Yin God has opened up the sensing perspective, the eyes are still a vulnerable and vital part like a living person.

Qin He's soul has been forged into a body of merit, carrying the mighty power of the merits of all living beings. It can suppress all evil, and with a slight poke, it can almost blind its eyes.

"How dare you! Take my stick!!"

Following Ling Tianfan, Jia Chong also moved.

Although it is only a Class C official, its strength in the mortal world is at the level of external strength or low grade.

Holding a mourning stick, he smashed it down on Qin He's head.

Qin He took a look and thought, not bad, they are all very brave.

I want you to hit me with a stick, right?

arrangement!

Qin He stretched out his hand to grab without dodging, and his speed was much faster than Jia Chong's.

Jia Chong felt his hand was empty and the mourning stick was gone.

Looking closely again, he saw that it was in Qin He's hand.

Qin He smiled slightly.

And then... the eighth move of the Dog Beating Stick Technique, picking up a mangy dog ​​with the stick.

With a flick of his hand, he flipped Jia Chong over and made him spin in the air.

Find the right opportunity and use the "Qi Guan Chang He" move!

The Yin Spirit has no physical body, so it cannot hear any sound.

But the fluctuation of that magical power was particularly terrifying.

As for the visual aspect, it is even more eye-catching.

Jia Chong was really hit by a stick. It was a mourning stick as thick as a bowl, with many sharp bumps and bumps on it. It was poured into his intestines all at once.

That's so sour~

Jia Chong let out a miserable howl like a dog.

As for the other ghosts and ghost soldiers, their momentum had already been reduced by half before they even made a move.

I don’t know where this “sinful soul” came from, but it is so cruel.

Ling Tianfan had his eye poked in one move, and Jia Chong was even worse off.

All the ghost soldiers were shocked and stopped attacking.

Although they were all Ling Tianfan and Jia Chong's confidants, Qin He's performance was so shocking that their courage was instantly suppressed and they became hesitant.

But they witnessed everything, Ling Tianfan did not.

It hurriedly used a secret method to regain its sight, and when it saw Jia Chong's miserable appearance, it knew that it had met a person it could not afford to offend, so it hurriedly shot Qin He Xu Huang and planned to escape.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

The strength of the person in front of him was far beyond his imagination. With his physical body left outside, he could fight against the Yin Official with his soul alone and have the upper hand. This was unprecedented and unheard of.

Nephew Ling Liheng's guess was wrong. This person was definitely not a low-level master, but a high-level strong man, unfathomable.

The wind is strong, hurry up~

However, Qin He would not let him get away like this.

The clay man still has some temper. He set up a trap to plot against me and wants to run away?

The door is in the west!

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and with a thought, he instantly got the big iron shovel in his hand. Then he swung it in a circle and hit Ling Tianfan on the head.

Weapons clash!

With a dull "bang", Ling Tianfan's trident was no match for the big iron shovel and was smashed away on the spot. Then the big iron shovel continued to move forward and hit Ling Tianfan directly on the top of his head.

Good guy.

If the ghost officials were just frightened just now, then this attack completely made them terrified.

Ling Tianfan's head had been hit and shrunk.

Missing neck!!