[69 Book Bar - www.] Seeing Lin Feng's changes, there was a bit of confusion on Qu Zhen's face. He couldn't tell what Lin Feng was doing.

When Qu Shen keenly noticed that something was about to come out of Lin Feng's forehead, his expression finally became serious.

Especially after he got the rune and opened a gap, a majestic and almost desperate pressure escaped from it, which made Qu Shen's expression change drastically.

With a wave of the black sword, his body shot towards Lin Feng's face like a phantom, heading towards his neck.

Just when Qu Shen was about to arrive in front of Lin Feng, a huge pressure instantly pressed on Qu Shen's body. This pressure not only acted on the body, but also on the mind.

His flexed and stretched hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the black sword, and his face was dripping with cold sweat. He flew back behind him with difficulty. Unfortunately, he tried his best, but his speed could not keep up with what happened just now.

Even though he retreated, he still couldn't get rid of this desperate pressure. His flexed and stretched eyes were instantly filled with blood, and he swung the long sword crazily, and the dark sword blade came straight towards Lin Feng's throat.

Since this terrifying pressure comes from Lin Feng, then if he is killed, this pressure will definitely disappear.

With this idea in mind, Qu Shen took action without hesitation.

Tsk!

A sound like tearing leather was heard, and the divine eye on Lin Feng's forehead finally opened.

His dark pupils were without a trace of eyes. He was like a high-altitude god looking down on all living beings.

Being stared at by Lin Feng's vertical eye, his flexing and stretching movements stopped in surprise, and his body was strangely frozen in mid-air.

"How is that possible!" Qu Shen exclaimed.

Lin Feng's face was indifferent, and he walked towards Qu Shen casually. He pressed the black general from his hand and drew a line between Qu Shen's neck. A thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

A strong sense of suffocation came, and a threat of death made me sweat all over my body. I tried my best to break free from this terrible shackles.

Unfortunately, his strength was too small in the face of this coercion. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even move a finger.

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Blood gushed out like a fountain. The blood from Lin Feng's cut throat spurted straight to the roof. Half of the hall was covered with a layer of blood mist.

Uncle Kun's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He didn't expect that the guy he couldn't win for a long time would have his neck touched so easily in Lin Feng's hands.

In fact, this was because Uncle Kun overestimated Lin Feng. He bent and stretched his scaly body, and his defensive power was so amazing that even the golden Tang knife in Uncle Kun's hand was unable to withstand it and he slashed with all his strength without leaving even a trace.

But as the saying goes, one thing defeats another. Although the flexed and stretched skin is extremely strong under other people's weapons, it is like tofu in front of the black sword in his hand.

After casually killing Qu Shen, Lin Feng stood leisurely in the mist of blood. Drops of blood solidified in the air and dripped down.

Whenever Lin Feng was about to fall on Lin Feng, he seemed to hit a layer where no umbrella could be seen. It slid to one side in an arc shape. Lin Feng, who stood in the rain of blood, did not stand at all bloody.

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Perhaps because of absorbing Qu Sheng's blood, the black sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly struggled violently. Thick black mist came out of the black sword, transformed into countless ghost heads, and flew towards Lin Feng with claws and teeth.

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It seemed that he was dissatisfied with being caught by Lin Feng.

Feeling the struggle of the black sword in his hand, Lin Feng's face flashed with anger, and he glared at the black sword with raised eyebrows.

Buzz!

The black sword screamed sadly, as if it had been hit by something, and the lingering black mist retracted instantly. The sword body returned to its ordinary appearance again, looking like a specially made toy. Even the body was attached to it.

All the evil spirits disappeared in this moment.

Even so, Lin Feng was not satisfied and held the hilt of the sword firmly with his right hand.

Bang!

The black thread wrapped around the hilt of the sword instantly shattered and turned into countless broken threads floating in the air.

The moment this black line broke, eighteen ghost dolls emerged again.

The moment the ghost dolls appeared, they seemed to be attracted by something, and they swarmed towards the bent body.

The bent body was still fixed in mid-air by Lin Feng.

These ghost dolls are like naughty children, crawling into the flexing and stretching body. Once inside, they never come out again.

When all eighteen ghost dolls got into Qu Shen's body, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Shen's body.

Qu Shen's body that should have lost its vitality suddenly began to shake violently. Then a black air that covered the sky came out of his seven orifices and gathered under the ceiling. It was about half a meter above the ground.

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Looking at the floating black mist in confusion, Lin Feng tightened the black sword in his hand.

"Hahaha..." A burst of wild laughter came from the black mist.

The black mist suddenly gathered, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge face, which was as big as a wheel. From the forehead to the neck and below the neck, everything was covered in swirling black mist.

Next to this face is the flexion and stretch just now.

"I didn't expect that I was blessed because of you. You killed me, but you helped me develop an immortal ghost body! Just wait, when I take control of my new body, I will come back to take revenge on you!" Qu Shen said bitterly.

After looking at Uncle Kun in the hall, Gongsun Sheng glanced at Lin Feng, who had killed him with his own hands. His body suddenly dispersed, turned into black mist again, and rushed out of the hall like a gust of wind.

After bending and stretching, Lin Feng closed the vertical eye on his forehead. Since he was able to control this eye, Lin Feng needs to consume a lot of energy every time he uses it.

Although this eye contains the huge power of the Dragon Ball, it will no longer be under Lin Feng's control. Lin Feng can only regard the Dragon Ball as the source of spiritual energy for his practice.

"It's over!" Gongsun Sheng's face showed a look of despair.

Uncle Kun glared at him with hatred, and said: "You are really worthless, what are you afraid of? We are not afraid when we are alive, so are we afraid of death?"

Gongsun Sheng said with a mournful face: "Senior Wei Kun, don't you know what the immortal ghost body is?"

"I don't know!" Uncle Kun said matter-of-factly. His expression seemed not to be ashamed of, but to be proud of it.

Glancing at Lin Feng, who was also looking at him with questioning eyes, Gongsun Sheng explained: "The immortal ghost body is a body that can never be killed..."

Before Gongsun Sheng could finish speaking, Uncle Kun said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, how can there be any unkillable body in this world?"

"It's true!" Gongsun Sheng said with a sad face, "I can guess how Qu Shen turned into an immortal ghost."

After a pause, Gongsun Sheng explained: "Lin Feng shouldn't have crushed the black threads on the black sword just now! Those black threads bound the eighteen ghost boys who were refined by Qu Sheng. Just now the eighteen ghost boys came out.

Finally, he hesitated and was attracted by the bending and stretching, and got into the bending and stretching body.

But Qu Shen was already dead, so the Eighteen Ghost Boys subconsciously merged into his soul. In this way, Qu Shen had eighteen lives, plus his original life, that's nineteen. Like this

Once he comes, we need to kill him nineteen times!"

"What's this like? Isn't it just nineteen times?" Uncle Kun said carelessly: "It's only nineteen times, it's not really invincible! Since there is a limit on the number of times, how can we say it is an immortal ghost body? Niubi, you

Are you too good at scaring yourself?"

In desperation, Gongsun Sheng continued to explain: "Senior, if it is really that simple, then this is not worthy of being called an immortal ghost body! The scary thing about the immortal ghost body is that it can have nineteen clones. As long as there are

If a person survives and given time, he can still cultivate all his bodies back!"

Uncle Kun finally realized something was wrong and asked with a frown: "What do you mean?"

"Yes, what I'm worried about is that next time Qu Shen comes to seek revenge, he will leave a clone of himself in a secret place. In this case, even if we kill him, he will notice it and run away.

." Gongsun Sheng rubbed his eyebrows and said.

"How is it possible to have such perverted kung fu? Niubi, are you kidding me?" Lin Feng asked suspiciously.

If the immortal ghost body is so powerful, wouldn't it mean that many people would transform themselves into ghost bodies and cultivate the immortal ghost body?

"Why am I joking at this time? The Immortal Ghost Body is not originally from China, but from Japan. I only learned about him by reading the classics of our sect." Gongsun Sheng explained.

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"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Then has anyone in your sect said how to solve this undead ghost body?"

"No!" Gongsun Sheng shook his head. "During the Anti-Japanese War, a senior of our sect once encountered a man who cultivated to become an immortal ghost. As a result, he was obviously much higher than the other man in cultivation, but he still escaped.

Oh! This kung fu is simply tailor-made for people who are afraid of death."

"Is it impossible? Isn't there any solution to the problem of the immortal ghost body?" Lin Feng asked.

"have!"

"What can I do? Tell me quickly!" Lin Feng asked impatiently.

"Kill Qu Shen completely, kill him nineteen times in an instant, and don't give him a chance to escape." Gongsun Sheng's face did not look like he was joking at all.

"Didn't you just say that when Qu Shen comes next time, he might leave his clone somewhere else?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.

"That's right, so this method won't work at all!" Gongsun Sheng lit up his pipe in distress and started smoking heavily.

"Niubi, you don't have to be too anxious. We will always find a way. There is no end to the road every day." Uncle Kun also sensed that this immortal ghost was in trouble, and stepped forward and patted Gongsun Sheng on the shoulder to comfort him.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound came from the black sword in Lin Feng's hand.

In an instant, Lin Feng felt that the black sword seemed to be attracted by something and wanted to fly away from his injury.

Lin Feng firmly held it tightly, letting it struggle in his hands.
Chapter completed!