"Looks like I can only use this."
Monk Jie Kong took out a porcelain bottle with a pained expression.
"Master, this is our last life-saving measure. How can we use it so quickly?”
Feng Zhi knew that this was his trump card, and his expression changed drastically.
"If we don't use it, I'm afraid we'll die now.”
Jie Kong shook his head and opened the porcelain bottle in his hand.
The malicious ghost's heart suddenly skipped a beat when it saw them like this. It quietly took a few steps back.
Swoosh.
A drop of bright red blood poured out of the porcelain bottle and stopped in the air.
As if it had sensed something, the drop of blood suddenly fluctuated violently and released a scorching golden light.
It was like the sun that had fallen into the world. The golden light was resplendent and incomparably dazzling.
The vicious ghosts that were waiting for an opportunity to move around were directly frozen by this golden light.
In the next moment, cracks that looked like porcelain suddenly appeared on the bodies of those ghosts. They turned into ashes and dissipated.
As for the malicious ghost, it also disappeared after letting out a miserable cry.
"Master, what kind of creature's blood is this? A drop of it has such power.”
Feng Zhi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his group was finally safe. However, he was immediately curious.
He did not expect that this trump card was actually a drop of blood and had such great power. It simply subverted his understanding.
"This is a drop of Grandmaster blood. Our sect leader spent a lot of resources and begged the other party for a long time in exchange for three drops of Grandmaster blood essence.”
Monk Jie Kong had a pained expression.
"Isn't our sect master at the True Human Realm? In terms of strength, he should not be much weaker than a martial arts grandmaster. Why did he have to spend a lot of resources and beg the other party?”
Feng Zhi was in disbelief.
What kind of person was their sect master?
A living immortal with a lifespan of 200 years, the director of the Exorcism Bureau, had to greet their leader politely when he saw him.
It was hard to imagine that a person like their sect leader would actually have a day where he had to beg for help.
Monk Jie Kong looked at his companions.
At this moment, the battle had just ended. After confirming that they were safe, the group of people sat down on the ground.
Even he himself was powerless and could only sit on the ground to rest.
Since he couldn't move around for the time being, Monk Jie Kong gestured for Feng Zhi to sit down and continued," The strength of a Perfected One is far inferior to that of a martial arts grandmaster. The two aren't on the same level at all. In the future, when you see an existence of this level, you must not lose your manners. Otherwise, if the other party gets angry, our entire Diamond Sect won't be able to withstand it.”
After Feng Zhi heard this, his mouth opened so wide that it could fit an egg.
Although he knew that a martial arts grandmaster was stronger than an ordinary True Human Rank powerhouse.
However, hearing his master's words, it seemed that he was stronger than just a little.
"Not only are Grandmasters extremely strong, but they also have copper skin and iron bones. They are said to be invulnerable to swords and spears. Their blood qi is also extremely vigorous. Their entire person is like a volcano. Once their blood qi erupts at full force, ghosts below the level of a Red Specter will be killed without the other party even having to make a move.”
Jie Kong slowly recounted the terror of a martial arts grandmaster.
Rumble!
As if his worldview had been shattered, Feng Zhi's mind went blank.
such strength
He could almost imagine the scene of such an existence being destroyed by the terrifying ghosts that only erupted with blood essence and countless black gases.
It was fascinating. What kind of elegant demeanor would such an expert have?
"Master, what should we do next?”
Feng Zhi finally came back to his senses and looked a little worried.
Although they were safe now, their situation was not good.
"We have already used up our trump card. Although the sect is a little short of money, safety comes first.”
Jie Kong said helplessly.
Feng Zhi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his master's words.
Although he also wanted the money, the danger involved was clearly beyond their imagination.
No matter how much money he had, he had to be alive to spend it.
From the looks of it, retreating was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Dammit, what the hell is that? If it wasn't for you pulling me to the place with the thickest fog to recover, I'm afraid I would have turned into ashes.”
The fog in front of him churned, and the malicious ghost with the shamate hairstyle from before slowly walked out with a hint of fear on his face.
"Are you sure they don't have that kind of trump card? "If we do it again, we'll definitely die.”
The other malicious ghost, who was dressed like a broom-haired man, also walked out of the fog. He looked at Feng Zhi and the others with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Impossible. I heard that short-haired kid say that this is the last resort.”
These were all cultivators with high cultivation bases. Once he devoured them, his strength would definitely increase greatly.
There was even a slight possibility of becoming a Red Specter.
"Damn it, these people caused us to lose so many subordinates. I must swallow them alive.”
The broom-headed malicious spirit held a steel pipe in its hand and looked like a gangster.
Speaking of which, they were students who usually skipped class and fought. Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought of climbing over the wall to skip class.
Moreover, after becoming a malicious ghost, his personality had changed drastically. He was cruel and heartless, and he did not feel the slightest bit of sadness towards the death of his companions.
"He didn't die, and he had a companion.”
When Monk Jie Kong saw this scene, his eyes were filled with despair.
They had used up all their trump cards and their magic power was exhausted. They were really fish on a sticky board now.
"I can't even stand up. Damn it, who pulled my hair?”
The hair of the shamate and the broom-headed malicious spirit was suddenly grabbed by a pair of large hands and dragged back.
"As students, what do you look like with this hairstyle? Let me help you shave your heads.”
Chen Hao released his internal force, and the two malicious ghosts 'hair was broken, turning into a standard crew cut.
It was him.
Feng Zhi's pupils constricted, feeling somewhat incredulous.
The guy he thought was an ordinary person was actually so strong?
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