The reason for the formation of ghost-headed snakes is quite similar to that of ghost-headed scorpions. Mostly, the wronged soul is attached to the animal, thus forming a second fake head similar to a real head. It looks like there are only two heads from a distance. It is rare in the world where two heads coexist. It is either a genetic mutation or a deliberate cultivation.

No matter what, the deterrent power of the ghost-headed snake is much greater than that of the ghost-headed scorpion. After all, anyone will feel scared when they see the dense group of snakes around them.

Yes, now there were uninvited guests around the entire crowd, surrounding the villa with people. Even Lin Gangsheng might not have expected that this would change his face and the dense crowd of snakes on the ground made him frightened.

"You...you are all standing there and doing... Hurry up... kill the snake..." Lin Gangsheng was in chaos, not as if he was pretending, but he said this to everyone, but almost no one except his bodyguards took action.

With the previous example of the ghost-headed scorpion, I believe that no colleague dares to act rashly.

Of course, no second-hand goods are ruled out.

The old Taoist looked around. There were the rustling sounds of snakes swimming across the grass. It sounded numb. The man who arrived at the door first rolled back and crawled back to the crowd with his bags, but no one laughed at him because behind him, all the ghost-headed snakes raised their heads high and arrogantly spitted stars at all the crowd in the range.

"Good come." The old Taoist's head was probably pressed by the rolling gate when he went out. At this time, when there were unknown how many poisonous insects were hiding in the manor, this guy actually looked at the ghost-headed snake on the ground with green eyes. Oh no, it should be said that he was looking at the ghost-headed snake's ghost head. He was trying to beat the wronged soul in the ghost-headed snake's body.

Many peers like to raise ghosts when practicing. First, they can be taken as servants or thugs, and second, some Feng Shui masters can also use ghosts to change their aura and thus change Feng Shui. Third, it is a matter of face for psychic peers. How many ghosts are there in their hands to be servants? Is the power of ghosts strong? Usually it is a basis for judging the cultivation of peers.

In other words, whoever has more ghost wooden signs in his hand will be the old man.

After all, the sealing ghost is closely related to its own strength, and some of it is overestimated and may cause backlash.

The old Taoist could think of this, but because the evil spirit in the ghost-headed scorpion was too powerful, everyone became a little cautious, and no one spoke in the crowd, only seeing how the two Taoist priests would deal with these ghost-headed scorpions, and he even broke his arm.

The Taoist priest looked at Qin Mu resentfully, probably still resentful of the wound on his left arm. He took out a bottle of soul crystal from his body with his right hand. The smell of this bottle of soul crystal was even more attractive than before, because the color turned out to be pure white.

Song Yu once showed off the quality of this soul crystal and the conditions for its formation. The pure whiteness at least proves that the dead person who formed the soul crystal is not bad, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and his life should be much more, otherwise he would not have formed such high-quality ones.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu couldn't help but tremble all over. If it weren't for the public's eyes, Qin Mu would have rashly violated the basic morality of the cultivator, that is, when both sides fought, one side would suspend healing and the other would not interrupt. This is also because in the Dharma-Ending Age, fewer and fewer people practiced, but their tempers did not change at all. If they continued to kill each other, no one would inherit the skills left by the ancestors by then.

No wonder this guy was not in a hurry even if he was injured. It turned out that there was such a thing. Qin Mu clenched his fist and grabbed a large hand of thunder talismans with his left hand. Among them, there were many thunder talismans that could summon the thickness of the manhole cover. Once the old Taoist recovered, Qin Mu planned to throw them all over. This is not a violation of basic morality. There are so many thunder talismans that won't kill him!

The old Taoist priest looked at the group of people opposite him with pride, as if he was watching a group of jumping clowns. He pried open the bottle plug with his thumb with his right hand, and a more intense smell emanated from the air. Among the crowd opposite, many people began to lick their lips obsessedly, as if there was a big chicken leg standing in front of him, and they wanted to pounce on him and take a bite.

The old Taoist priest gracefully handed the bottle into his mouth. Before he could drink it, a small black shadow ran straight to the old Taoist priest's face. From a distance, it turned out to be a little evil ghost with naked body, hair like dry grass, pointed nose, and skin with a strange purple-red color, and a long tail.

This kind of thing often appears in the passage between the Ghost Gate and the underworld, with two horns on the head, a tail, and a steel fork in hand. This thing is called the scavenger of the Ghost Gate passage. In fact, there is a better name in the world to call him, starving ghosts.

The so-called starving ghosts are not full before they die, and will be hungry after they die. They often wander in groups in the ghost gate passage, eating whatever they see. Many newly dying souls will bring some food or money in their hands, and they will rob them, but they usually have to eat.

This thing itself should have stayed in hell, and it has become a servant of the practitioner.

The starving ghost was only the size of an adult's palm, and his four claws held the old Taoist's face tightly. The starving ghost's body always had the rotten smell inside the ghost gate passage. The smell now rushed straight to the old Taoist's forehead. He struggled hard in discomfort, but he always held the bottle in his hand firmly, and grabbed the starving ghost's thin back with the other hand, and slashed it off his face fiercely.

Because the starving ghost was also caught very tightly, the Taoist priest was injured in the face, which made him angry and threw the starving ghost into the crowd to determine who the starving ghost was? But when the starving ghost ran towards the crowd like a shell, the crowd dispersed with a "scroll". The thing smashed straight to the ground and a small pit appeared.

In the crowd, a little loli wearing a red suspender skirt raised her hands in the air. Two evil spirits with black resentment appeared behind the little loli, standing there quietly as if waiting for the little loli to give her order.

"Yes, Xudong and Nao Nao came very quickly. Take the bottle opposite Duoduo." As soon as he finished speaking, the two wronged souls screamed shrillly, stretched out their long nails and ran towards the place where the old Taoist was.

One of the evil souls rushed over and passed through the Taoist priest's chest. The cold air was so loud that the Taoist priest shivered, and his hands shook, and the bottle of life-saving medicine fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!