How strong was a ghost?
Even if he wasn't starving, he could still twist an adult's head off with his bare hands and kick it like a ball.
The low-level ghost laughed ferociously. It wanted to kill Yuan Ye, but the next moment, it was stunned.
It actually didn't move at all!
It was as if he was not holding a child's neck, but a motionless mountain peak.
" Impossible!" The low-level ghost shuddered and shrieked.”
Physical attacks being ineffective was a passive attribute, so Yuan Ye didn't need to cast it specifically.
Therefore, he lay down comfortably and did not even bother to dodge.
The scene was a little comical.
A low-level ghost without the Blood Ghost Technique was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person and a little more agile.
His attack methods were limited, so how could he hurt Yuan Ye?
This unlucky fellow tried hard for a long time, but he still couldn't twist Yuan Ye's neck off. When he grabbed at it wildly, it was as if there was an invisible barrier that blocked all the attacks.
It was panting heavily and was about to lose its strength. The thought of running away arose in its heart.
How could a child have such terrifying abilities?
All the ghosts in this world had received the blood of the Onishi and transformed from humans. Not only that, but the curse from the bloodline prevented the ghost from saying anything about the ghost dance Shi.
Almost all ghosts had their fear of the ghost dance Shi carved into their bones, and this ghost was no exception.
Why did the child in front of it give it the same feeling as the Phantom Dance Tsuji?
The ghost trembled and wanted to let go.
At this moment, a fair and tender hand with baby fat touched its throat.
Yuan Ye smiled and said," I've let you fight for so long. It's my turn now."”
His fingernails were long and sharp, and there was a faint green glow to them. They did not match his cute little hands at all. The ghost's life force immediately collapsed when it gently brushed past the death line on the low-level ghost's neck.
His body was like broken porcelain, peeling off piece by piece. Then, he gradually disappeared into the air with green and black smoke.
How easy!
Yuan Ye pulled his hand back into the blanket, deep in thought.
From now on, there was one more way to kill ghosts besides sunlight and the Sun Blade!
That was his Demon Eye of Death!
As long as the death line was broken, it would be useless no matter how hard the ghost's neck was!
However, Yuan Ye realized that the Demon Eye he possessed wasn't the strongest type.
The ultimate Demon Eye could capture dead ends and dead ends regardless of whether they were living or dead.
What he possessed was the type that could capture living things. Inanimate objects such as stationary tables and quilts could not see the dead line.
"As long as it's alive, I'll kill even gods for you to see. Let alone a ghost…"
The ability of the Demon Eye of Death could be explained as his Blood Ghost Technique.
This low-level ghost was really too weak. For Yuan Ye, it couldn't even be considered a practice.
He was also a ghost now. He followed the principle of not offending ghosts. He did not intend to take the initiative to kill the ghosts created by the ghost dance.
It wasn't easy for him to live again. Now that he was in a place where there was no college entrance examination, he should properly enjoy his new ghost life.
What's the point of fighting and killing?
Basically, Yuan Ye had inherited the traditional virtues of the Great Heaven Dynasty for more than 5,000 years. He was a principled peace-loving person.
After killing the low-level ghost, there was a set of dirty clothes on the blanket.
Ghosts were indeed extinct, and clothes would not turn to dust for no reason.
Yuan Ye turned his head to look at the person sleeping beside him. Saburo's grandfather was still breathing evenly, as if he hadn't been awakened by the commotion from the battle just now.
He thought for a moment, then quietly climbed out of bed and carried the dirty clothes out of the door.
In less than 10 minutes, Harano returned.
The clothes were thrown into a remote ravine. After destroying the corpse, he pretended that nothing had happened and continued to sleep.
Sleep till dawn,
Although Saburo's grandfather repeatedly urged him to eat breakfast before leaving, Harano really didn't want his stomach to grumble.
He did not suffer any injuries from fighting ghosts, but the human food caused him more damage. What was this?
After bidding farewell to the kind-hearted old man, they arrived at Vine Assault Mountain a few days later.
The members of the Ghost Slayer Team definitely didn't expect that a daring ghost would take the initiative to sneak into the trial mountain that was specially used to seal off ghosts.
"Spectacular!"
Yuan Ye looked at the wisteria flowers all over the mountain and exclaimed.
These beautiful plants had been growing for countless years.
Strings of vines fell from the branches, rustling in the wind.
The only fly in the ointment was the rich fragrance of flowers in the air. The fragrance was too strong, and Yuan Ye felt a little nauseous.
But that was all.
The vine flower, which was highly toxic to ghosts, was useless to Yuan Ye.
After passing through these swarms of wisteria flowers, he carried Natural Tooth on his back and stepped into the mountain.
Before he could walk far, he heard a miserable cry for help.
"Help! Help!"
Yuan Ye's eyes lit up, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his heart.
He came at the right time. During the trial?!
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