Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 447 - 445: One Man Summons Ten Thousand Ghosts

Ling Qiaoqiao's eyes were about to pop out.

"What? What is this?"

At this moment, Ling Qiaoqiao felt like a country bumpkin arriving in the city, completely inexperienced.

Mo Lin's waves of techniques utterly shocked Ling Qiaoqiao.

Ling Qiaoqiao was completely lost amidst Mo Lin's various techniques.

Like a little fangirl seeing a big celebrity he adored.

He never expected Mo Lin to possess such heaven-defying techniques.

Dharma Aspect, and it's the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Aspect.

Mo Lin actually possesses such powerful Immortal Technique. Who wouldn't be shocked?

Xu Wuji's face looked as if he had eaten dog shit, terribly ugly.

Who would have thought that little Hongzhou would possess such a powerful person?

Mo Lin felt a warm current burgeoning from within.

This warm current spread throughout Mo Lin's limbs.

This force seemed as if it would burst from Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin's body began to undergo a gradual transformation with the surge of Immortal Power.

Mo Lin's legs started to swell, then began to elongate.

A burst of bright red bloodlight emanated from Mo Lin's body.

His body grew to two meters, and continued to stretch.

Only when he reached a height of three meters did it stop.

Mo Lin's changes were not limited to his body; the Immortal Qi within him was denser than ever before.

A terrifying destructive power was gathering within Mo Lin's body.

Unlike the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique consolidated with Dao Power before.

Consolidating the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique with Dao Power simply gathered a huge figure behind him.

Mo Lin's use of Immortal Qi to perform the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique resulted in a transformation of his own body.

In this moment, Mo Lin felt as if he could destroy everything.

The Yellow Turban Warriors in front of Mo Lin looked like dwarves.

Mo Lin had only one head and two arms at this time.

He had not fully revealed the form with three heads and six arms.

Primarily because Mo Lin's own Immortal Qi was insufficient to completely deploy the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique.

This is the true method of unlocking the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique.

Only Immortal Qi can fully perform this move.

Mo Lin showed a bitter smile, realizing that he had always possessed a treasure but did not know it.

Today's fortuitous mishap helped Mo Lin understand how to use the Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique.

"Xu Wuji, I really have to thank you. If it weren't for your reminder, I truly wouldn't have known how to use this move," Mo Lin said slowly to Xu Wuji.

Xu Wuji's face turned crimson with anger, wishing he could slap himself twice, blaming his own loose tongue.

Isn't this just looking for trouble?

Truly disgraceful.

If the Yellow Turban Warriors before him were in their complete form, their size could transform as well.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Warriors Xu Wuji possessed were not in their complete form, only a broken version.

Unable to transform.

Mo Lin swung his fist, smashing fiercely towards the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Mo Lin's fist, like a giant stone, slammed fiercely at the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The Yellow Turban Warriors were not one to show weakness, swinging their bronze hammer to meet Mo Lin's fist.

"Bang!"

The Yellow Turban Warriors' body flew backward over a meter, slamming harshly against the ground.

The Yellow Turban Warriors were most known for their strength.

Unfortunately, their strength was not enough in the presence of Mo Lin.

Not only had Mo Lin's body grown larger, but his strength had also multiplied several times over.

Mo Lin at this moment was in Immortal form, but it was a flawed Immortal form.

Very mixed, Wild Immortal Techniques blended with orthodox Immortal Techniques.

Mo Lin swung his fist, smashing fiercely against the Yellow Turban Warriors.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Every time Mo Lin swung his fist, the ground quaked slightly.

The Yellow Turban Warriors' body was marked with cracks by Mo Lin's blows.

Then those cracks shattered, and the Yellow Turban Warriors' body was utterly crushed.

Subsequently, Mo Lin's body returned to its original form.

Not because Mo Lin wanted to stop, but mainly because his Immortal Qi couldn't sustain the Three-headed Six-armed form.

Destroying Xu Wuji's Yellow Turban Warriors meant cutting off Xu Wuji's right-hand man.

Handling Xu Wuji would be easier next.

In the distance, Ling Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, unable to recover from his deep-seated shock.

Mo Lin's Snake Immortal Mode gradually faded, and all his Immortal Qi vanished.

The Immortal Power within Mo Lin was exhausted.

The Three-headed Six-armed Dharma Technique consumed far too much Immortal Qi.

With his Yellow Turban Warriors destroyed, Xu Wuji's face showed anger.

"Destroy my divine object; I shall kill you."

Xu Wuji snorted coldly, flicking out his pitch-black longsword.

"Whoosh.."

The sword shadow howled, and out of nowhere, the sound of sword singing filled the air.

This was unexpectedly an Immortal Technique.

No one expected Xu Wuji to have so many tricks, hiding such a card.

Xu Wuji rose into the air on his feet, the pitch-black longsword rotating around his body.

Terrifying Sword Qi surged forth.

The pitch-black longsword streaked towards Yunxiao, and the next moment, the sky began to whirl like a millstone.

The pitch-black longsword transformed into a black light and fell toward Mo Lin.

Rumble rumble...

The terrifying sound of sword singing was like thunder exploding in the ear.

Deep in the sky, it seemed as if a Celestial Soldier was swinging a sword at Mo Lin.

After Xu Wuji used this Immortal Technique, a few strands of white hair appeared on his head.

This Immortal Technique also exacted a significant toll on him.

Mo Lin dared not be careless at all.

Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire were used simultaneously, forming a protective barrier in midair to block the black light.

"Clatter.."

In an instant, Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire were shattered.

The pitch-black longsword slashed down.

Ling Qiaoqiao tightly clenched his fists on the side, his heart jumping to his throat.

If she were Mo Lin, she would have been dead already.

Absolutely couldn't withstand Xu Wuji's Immortal Technique.

Mo Lin was directly under the pitch-black longsword, the horrendous pressure making him feel as though his body was about to be torn apart.

With Immortal Technique, Mo Lin could certainly withstand this move.

Unfortunately, Mo Lin's entire Immortal Power was depleted, unable to cast an Immortal Technique.

It's not that Mo Lin is weak.

Mainly because Xu Wuji is too strong.

With an orthodox Immortal Technique, and possessing Yellow Turban Warriors, only Mo Lin can battle Xu Wuji to a standstill.

Anyone else would have perished at Xu Wuji's hands long ago.

Mo Lin took a deep breath, slowly pulling out a black calligraphy brush.

Mo Lin tossed the brush out.

The seemingly ordinary brush gradually enlarged in the air.

Then a wave of black aura permeated from the brush.

Just like ink, instantly covering the entire sky.

The previously clear sky became dim and dreary.

Ghost shadows appeared.

"Jie jie jie..."

The shrill ghostly cries made one's scalp tingle.

Ling Qiaoqiao saw the dense array of ghosts in the sky, his pupils constricted sharply.

"It's him? Turns out it's him."

Ling Qiaoqiao was like a child who had never seen the world, excited to the point of jumping.

"It's Mo Lin... Mo Lin is the terrifying Ghost Cultivator who fought the Evil Spirit some time ago.

It's Mo Lin who, with a multitude of ghosts, defeated the Evil Spirit."

Ling Qiaoqiao's piercing voice spread throughout the corners.

Those around didn't know Mo Lin nor understood Immortal Cultivation.

But a few days ago, a person in West County, with a multitude of ghosts, battled the Evil Spirit and won decisively.

This incident was well known to everyone.

The whole of Hongzhou was aware, without exception.

If the Evil Spirit hadn't been beaten, this group wouldn't have the life they have today.