Lin Luo showed no sign of panic at the sight.
The next second, Lin Luo controlled the Hellfire, with its terrifying heat, and made it meld perfectly with him.
Even if the black-haired ghost wanted to interfere, the oily black strands he controlled could hardly get close to Lin Luo with Hellfire coiling around him, let alone hurt him.
Controlling such a vast amount of fire and merging it with himself undoubtedly consumed enormous amounts of Ghost Power.
Even though Lin Luo was stronger than an ordinary Ghost General Tier ghost, he still could not withstand such exertion and probably could not keep it up for long.
The black-haired ghost understood this too, so he had no intention of fighting Lin Luo to the bitter end.
Instead, he tried to maneuver around him and keep stalling for time.
But Lin Luo had already seen through the black-haired ghost's intentions. He immediately moved, gripping the Hell Torch and swinging it decisively at the ghost-face mask surrounded by layers of black hair.
That ghost-face mask was the black-haired ghost's true body.
If the mask were shattered, the black-haired ghost would probably perish along with it.
At this, the black-haired ghost, who had been certain of victory, could not help looking grim.
This pest really was a handful.
He had seen through my weakness in an instant.
To guard against Lin Luo's fierce assault, the black-haired ghost dared not underestimate him at all. He controlled a mass of black hair and sent it attacking, trying to stop Lin Luo.
But Lin Luo had no intention of backing down. Even though the impact of the onrushing hair left him in terrible discomfort, his gaze remained firm as he swung the Hell Torch and smashed it down.
The blow sent the black-haired ghost howling.
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