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Chapter 13 Possessed Newborn

Lin Fan's thoughts spread to the ground, and the entire waterfall was in thought. On the edge of the waterfall, two male assistants and Professor Li's daughter Li Yan were all there. I think it was Professor Li who was worried and asked the three of them to answer outside.

Lin Fan withdrew his mind, and the soul fire burned in his eyes. He thought that this place would no longer be peaceful, and he didn't know where Professor Li invited such a Taoist priest.

If only such a Taoist priest Lin Fan was not afraid, but he was afraid that there would be a group of people behind the Taoist priest, it would be endless trouble. More importantly, he looked like he was not a human or a ghost, and it would be inconvenient to go anywhere.

"Master, what's going on? Someone peeks at me?" Li Zhuoran looked around and said in confusion.

"Well, this royal tomb is not simple... It is a great place for the yin house to gather the energy of the earth veins. It is not an exaggeration to have a few ghost ghost immortals. We just came in just now and alarmed the owner inside. The idea was very powerful, far above me. Brother Zhuoran, do you have to explore this tomb? I suggest you think about it again. After all, disturbing the undead is disrespectful, and I am afraid it is much more dangerous..." The old Taoist priest said with a serious face, and the compass pointer in his hand swayed wildly.

"Master, can't you even subdue this ghost?" Li Zhuoran said worriedly.

After hearing this, the Taoist priest raised his beard and said, "The old Taoist is from the Dragon and Tiger Taoist sect. If you want to say that demons are not afraid to guarantee it, but when it comes to ghosts, there is no old Taoist who cannot convince you! Judging from the thing just now, although the mind is much stronger than the old Taoist, ghosts are ghosts after all. Just a peach wood sword and a Shangqing talisman?, no ghost is afraid of any ghost!"

"That's good... The Taoist priest is indeed a master of Taoism, so I have to protect him. I have to visit this royal tomb today, otherwise how can I be worthy of my dead friend?"

"Okay, let's go!"

The two of them entered the first side room along the passage, and saw the lights still. A skeleton was lying in the middle, with a beating of ghost fire in their eyes, staring at the two uninvited guests coldly.

"This is the land of the dead, and living people shouldn't break in..." Lin Fan's black mouth moved, and his voice rolled out.

The old Taoist priest held a thousand-year-old peach wood sword with a serious face. He really didn't expect that he would encounter ghosts just after he came in, which was not a good sign.

"Where did you come from the old Taoist?" Lin Fan said.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at me taking you!" The old Taoist priest immediately inserted a talisman with a wooden sword and turned into a fire thunder.

The thunder fire was as thick as an arm, fast and vigorous, and had a strong momentum, which was completely incomparable to the ghost tricks of Taoist priests who pretended to be a god. It seemed that this old Taoist was really from a famous family, and maybe he was a Taoist priest who came down from Longhu Mountain.

Lin Fan was furious and shook the staff in his hand. Yellow energy surged out and formed an energy shield, which just blocked the fire thunder. Lin Fan fired a thunder with his backhand. The thunder was white, only the size of a finger, and the speed was not slow.

The old Taoist priest said with a whim. He was slow to get old and had no time to resist or dodge. He was hit on the shoulder. He turned over and fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and almost fainted.

"Old Taoist, although you have some magic power, but the golden elixir cannot be achieved, you dare to block the car with your own arms?" Lin Fan said.

The old Taoist was so angry that he almost vomited blood, pointing at Lin Fan with an incredible look on his face: "You... you are not a Yin Spirit, how can Yin Spirit thunder be emitted?"

"Yin Ling? Who said I am Yin Ling?" Lin Fan laughed.

"You are a demon cultivator..." The old Taoist's face changed drastically, and he immediately became desperate. The old Taoist bit his tongue despite his injuries, spit out a mouthful of pain on the magic sword, and waved his hand and slashed out a golden-red thunder lightning. The power was more than ten times greater.

"Not good!" Lin Fan could feel fear, fear of death, and immediately knew that his life-and-death battle was not allowed to show any mercy, otherwise he would be killed.

There was no time for Lin Fan to roll and avoided the danger of his head being cut, but four or five ribs on his chest were cut off.

Lin Fan escaped a disaster and was furious, knowing that this was a battle of death and death, and he could not tolerate any kindness. He immediately raised his hand and rushed out three flames. The old Taoist seemed to be the end of the mast and oars, and could not resist it. He screamed and turned into ashes. The old Taoist's soul was obviously very powerful, and had reached the level of the Yin God condensation, and flew out of his body, but was caught by Lin Fan.

"You can't kill me... My master's sect is the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect..." The old Taoist Yin Shen was very sober, completely unlike those ordinary people who died of their souls.

Lin Fan experienced the danger of life and death fighting, so where would he be threatened? His heart moved slightly, and the soul fire suddenly generated a suction force, and instinctively sucked the old Taoist soul into the soul fire to refine it. Lin Fan was shocked, but he didn't expect that this soul fire had such strange ability to swallow other souls.

The useful memories of the old Taoist were quickly inherited by Lin Fan. It turned out that it was really the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Sect. The old Taoist himself had neither high or low grades in the sect. He had practiced for many years and could only leave the Yin God and wander outside his body.

Lin Fan immediately knew that igniting the soul fire was equivalent to a cultivator in the inner alchemy stage. "It turns out that in this world, I can be free and irresistible!" Understanding this, Lin Fan was in a good mood.

Li Zhuoran was so scared that he shrank aside, took out his weapon and fired it. "Bang bang bang--" Three bullets hit Lin Fan's ribs, popping up a lot of sparks. Li Zhuoran held the pistol, widened his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't speak smoothly.

Lin Fan looked at Li Zhuoran. Although he was forty, he looked very energetic. He was in his prime and was well maintained. He had a golden framed eye and was full of elegance.

"You shouldn't have come..." Lin Fan shook his head and sighed.

Li Zhuoran was already frightened at this time, shouted, turned around and ran away, and ran into the remote passage in a panic.

"Ah..." A scream came, which was Professor Li's voice. Lin Fan's heart tightened. Oh no, the tomb was very dangerous everywhere. When Professor Li and Taoist priests came in, the yang energy must attract some ghosts.

Lin Fan hurried into the passage, trying to save him, but it was too late. Professor Li fell to the ground, with the blue-black ghost energy entangled.

"Damn it!!" Lin Fan was furious, and as soon as he captured the divine claws, the boundless ghost energy was immediately captured and fell into his hands. It was a blue-black evil ghost.

Looking at Professor Li again, his face turned blue and black, his breath was cut off, and he was obviously not alive.

"Forget it, everyone has their own lives, I can't save you!" Lin Fan sighed, and suddenly his mind moved: "Isn't there a chance now for me like this ghost?"

Lin Fan patted his head, and the soul flame jumped out of the skull cavity and drilled into Professor Li's eyebrows and entered the divine court. This time, Lin Fan took away all the energy of the original skeleton, and the original skeleton suddenly turned into ashes. Li Zhuoran suddenly opened his eyes, and a flame as big as a bean reflected in his eyes, which was very strange. After a few breaths, the flames were hidden.

"This professor's body is quite healthy!" Lin Fan looked at his current body and felt the heaviness of the body's skin.

He could not occupy a person's body. Lin Fan suddenly realized that since he got the skull, although he had only been half a year, his mind had changed drastically and became more and more indifferent. Now, he has nothing to worry about. There is nothing else in his heart except himself and unknown practice.

Lin Fan packed up some small pieces of bronze and jade, put them in a coffin, and pushed the sewer.

On the edge of the waterfall, Li Yan was worried that he had been in for several hours without any news.

"Li Yan, look, there is something in the water!!" Baishui said, countless bubbles appeared on the surface of the pond, and a red and black red sandalwood coffin surfaced.

Soon after, a coffin floated out, Li Yan saw his father Li Zhuoran floated out of the water, dragging the coffin to swim to the shore.

"What's going on? It took so long to come out? We're all worried that it's broken."

Lin Fan's face turned pale and said, "This royal tomb is too dangerous. When we entered, someone had already entered. More than 20 people were fully armed and all died. The Taoist priest died inside!"

"Is there really dirty things inside?" Li Yan was shocked.

"Of course it's true, but don't worry, they can't come out!" Lin Fan comforted.

Lin Fan ordered Bai Shui and Zhang Feng to push the coffin ashore. Li Yan saw that the coffin was full of bronze and ancient jade, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Okay, don't look at it. Move all these things back!" Lin Fan ordered everyone to move the things onto the raft that had been tied, and took a look at the direction of Linxian Village under the night sky, and no longer had any nostalgia as the raft drifted along the water and left this place of growing.
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