My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 44: Ghost Spirit Race

From the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword emanated an unbeatable aura!

The ghost claw directly grabbed the blade of the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword. The next moment, thick white smoke appeared on the ghost claw, and the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword started trembling frantically.

It seemed to be using its own spiritual power to fight against the erosion of the ghost claw.

"What is this?!"

The voice was somewhat urgent, and the extended ghost claw was withdrawn after touching the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword, actually bleeding.

The bloody appearance made it look even more hideous.

"Xuanyuan Sword!" Yin Changli exclaimed excitedly.

He hadn’t expected the Xuanyuan Sword given by Li Changqing to have such power.

But at this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword fell to the ground with a thud, leaving a ghost claw imprint on it.

"Ah!"

Yin Changli quickly picked it up, looking at the imprint left on the wooden sword, understanding that the Xuanyuan Sword, although it blocked the ghost claw, was also eroded.

"Hmm?" Yin Changli noticed that the imprint of the ghost claw was recovering at a very slow pace.

This made Yin Changli somewhat relieved, but he also knew that although the Xuanyuan Sword was recovering, it might not withstand another attack.

"Senior Xu." Seeing Xu Muhai caught by the ghost claw, Yin Changli was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Little guy, your treasure is quite impressive, but I wonder how many of my attacks it can withstand." The voice came.

The next moment, a small figure floated out from the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.

It looked like a boy about six or seven years old.

The boy was in blood-red clothes, with eyes as red as the twin moons in the sky, eerily looking like a boy but sounding very much like a little girl.

Just a glance made Yin Changli feel a chill run down his spine.

Being stared at by those eyes, Yin Changli felt his legs turn to jelly.

"I... my name is Yin Changli, not ’little guy’." Yin Changli gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, another figure flew out, extending from the boy’s body. What the ghost claw was holding was Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge struggled desperately at this moment, but how could she break free from the ghost claw?

"Master, you are still alive!" Seeing that Mu Qingge was still alive, Yin Changli was ecstatic.

"Changli, Friend Xu!" Seeing the two, Mu Qingge also anxiously called out, not expecting such a terrifying entity to be suppressed within the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.

These corpses were controlled by this boy, forcing them to reach the entrance of the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall and unseal its door.

Only then was he released.

From this painting, even from the Qishan Order, it had all been a plot!

Xu Muhai at this moment was also in dire straits.

This boy’s strength was simply too much; even if he recovered his cultivation, he wouldn’t be a match.

"I thought it would be easy to suppress your cultivation, yet it still took me some effort." The boy’s female voice said, his scarlet eyes fixed on Yin Changli, as the ghost claw shot forward again.

Yin Changli had no time to escape and was directly grabbed by the throat.

The three people were all caught by the hands extending from the boy’s body.

The scene was especially eerie.

"Originally there were four people, but why are there only three?" The boy at this moment frowned.

His gaze swept across the cold ancient temple, seemingly unable to find the fourth person.

"Never mind."

"Just you three, then. You seem to be people of status, fitting my selection criteria nicely." The boy sneered coldly.

As he spoke, the boy’s expression began to grow hideous!

His features twisted as well.

At this moment, his face seemed to twist to the extreme, showing an expression of extreme pain.

And at this moment, a sound of ah ah came from his throat.

The three were shocked; what was this boy’s true purpose?

The next moment, a shocking scene occurred.

From the boy’s mouth, a fleshy little hand unexpectedly stretched out.

The small hand was entirely green, resembling a baby’s hand, and the next moment a tiny head squeezed out from his mouth.

It truly was an entirely green infant, with eyes ghostly white, lacking pupils, a complete Ghost Child!

"It’s the Ghost Spirit Race!"

Xu Muhai’s pupils dilated at this moment.

Among the Ghost Race, there were many branches, and in history, the Ghost Spirit Race was a peculiar race; they could seize people’s souls, living by parasitizing hosts!

Due to their heavenly sins, they were annihilated by the Human Race and other strong races many years ago.

Such Ghost Children are Ghost Spirits.

The little Ghost Child climbed out at this moment, but it wasn’t over; once one emerged, a second followed.

The third...

The appearance of three Ghost Children left the boy gasping for breath, even making his face appear aged.

He completely turned into an old man with a childlike body. A terrifying sight.

"Go, my precious ones."

The boy’s voice also turned aged.

And those three Ghost Children squealed twice, then crawled along the long arm of the ghost claw toward the three.

"No good!"

Mu Qingge’s expression changed: "They want to parasitize us!"

If parasitized, their souls would perish, and these three Ghost Children would occupy their bodies.

No one could predict the horror that would unfold then.

Watching the three Ghost Children crawl over, they had no means to resist.

They could only quietly await death.

"Excellent." The boy licked his lips and sneered: "Have your fill, children, then leave here and go to the place you should be."

"My Longevity Sect members should be waiting for you."

Just as the three prepared to embrace death, the Ghost Children’s expressions suddenly changed.

"Demon."

A voice resonated through the air.

Li Changqing appeared, treading upon Longevity Wood and flying in.

"Brother Changqing..." Yin Changli was both excited and puzzled to see Li Changqing flying in on Longevity Wood. How could Li Changqing fly without a flying sword, using wood instead?

Li Changqing, who couldn’t originally fly, managed by commanding his Divine Soul to control objects, making them fly, while he himself stood upon them.

So perhaps even if he stepped on a pile of dog excrement, he might fly.

"The fourth person." The Ghost Child’s eyes gleamed as Li Changqing arrived.

"Brother Changqing, save us!" Seeing that Li Changqing could still fly and his cultivation wasn’t suppressed, Mu Qingge and Xu Muhai saw a glimmer of hope.

"Swoosh!"

Another giant arm flew from behind the Ghost Child, reaching for Li Changqing.

But Li Changqing waved his hand, sending a wooden carving flying forward.

The instant the carving flew out, it suddenly burst with golden light, and at the same time, a Buddhist chant emerged!

Om Mani Padme Hum!

The Buddhist mantra issued from the wooden Buddha statue, its light suddenly swelling to a giant size, the Buddhist chant pressing down!

The oncoming ghost claw instantly turned to ash!

"Buddha!"

The boy’s expression changed dramatically!

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