The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 874
The desolate cry drifted away, and I slowly squatted on the ground, sweating on my forehead, as if I was collapsed.

Using the purple talisman is currently my greatest ability, and this Kundi talisman has almost exhausted my physical strength.

I finally understood how big the gap is between me and these old masters, like my father, he is almost infinite strength, I don't even see him when he is exhausted.

As for me, I often rest after a violent attack. Just like at this time, I was taken away by a large part of my strength by this purple talisman. Now I am basically at the end of my strength. , being able to use two purple talismans is my greatest potential.

On the ground, the word 'mouth' formed by the purple talisman hadn't completely disappeared, and the ghost looked at me extremely angrily: "Huh? You bastard! How dare you stop me? Go to hell!"

The corpse nail in his hand was slapped hard against my forehead.

I was shocked, this bastard didn't seem to simply want to shoot me to death. I saw a sly look in his blood-stained eyes, what did he think?

This bastard, he wants to nail me into a ghost with corpse nails!
When I saw the dark red blood that was still flowing on the top of his head, I felt extremely brain-shattering. Of course, I didn't want to be like him. I reluctantly rolled to the side, and the dark sword in my hand slammed against his corpse nail,' With a ding' sound, the ghost's corpse nail was actually swayed away.

My father laughed loudly: "Hahaha, ghost, I thought you were so powerful, but now you are just a water vegetable, even my son can take care of you, how dare you speak nonsense?"

I said in my heart that I could clean up my ass, and after blocking this, I was ready to hit the street, and I was completely exhausted!
But the ghosts seem to be unaware of exhaustion, and they are still jumping around.

The ghost raised his head and roared: "Ou Chuqun, no matter what you say, you are defeated in the end, if I devour you all, you will recover, even if the master who can give you a soul graft comes. Now, I won't be afraid of him!"

While he was talking, he had already shot at me again and again, and the corpse nails were smashed into my forehead.

And my father is also trying his best. The golden light on his body has already been dissipated, and now he is completely resisting the filthy blood droplets on the corpse nails by relying on the layer of mist scattered by the Hidden Dragon.

After a few tricks, whether it was me or my father, we were already tired and out of breath. It seemed that we really couldn't withstand the attack of this ghost, and it seemed that sooner or later it would be swallowed by him.

While there was some sadness in my heart, I suddenly thought of a person, Chao Youxi, what is he doing?
It's all this time, our grandfather is working hard, what is this guy doing?
It doesn't matter if you don't come up to help, at least you have to figure out a way to get out, right?

Thinking of this, I turned my head to look for Chao Youxi's figure, but saw him dancing!

This bastard is dancing again!
He was dancing the last time we dealt with the silver corpse, and now the two of us are working hard, and he is still dancing!

Did he make a living doing dancing?Whenever others are desperate, he dances for fun?
There was no anger in my heart at this time, only a helpless thought with a wry smile.

My father, will he be wrong!What use can such a person be?And we are still trying our best to protect him again and again. At this time, he is still dancing?
Well, okay, I admit that I'm glass-hearted, I just feel a little depressed that he hasn't shot after I've been here for so long, I know he's using a spell, but the activation time of this spell is a little short a little longer.

But this is too long, right?

We are all hanging up!

Look at my dad, he was hit on the arm again, and he grinned in pain.

Huh?Does he grin at times?
I rely on!The tortoise son of Gui La has now completely shifted his target. The big iron nail has lost its sharp head, but it still smashes down on the top of my father's head again and again.

Neither of us could withstand this guy's crazy blows. I found that the ghost seemed to be in a state of madness. The black blood on the top of this bastard's head was splashing all over the place. We had to avoid his unclear blood. , and to resist his attack, this pressure is not generally small.

Fortunately, my Ning family physical skills have been practiced to perfection, not to mention my father, I learned this from him.

And this ghost seems to be eager to kill us both. The more we fight, the more crazy we both become.

The key is that this ghost has been holding back in hell for a long time, chatting all the time, while waving his broken nails fiercely, and roaring: "Give me both of you, die. Die!"

This resentment, as if our father and son offended him.

I was hit by this bastard, and I scolded while beating: "Bah, you are not a ghost, a corpse is not a corpse, you are not good to stay in hell, climb up to find a smoke? I think you are the one. A country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world, wants to beat us? You don't even look at how virtuous you are."

As if he had contracted hysteria, the ghost suddenly stopped his hands, his eyes were sluggish, a blood flower swelled from the top of his head, and then he closed his eyes.

I was stunned for a moment, and the dark sword in my hand was handed over while it was weak.

Seeing that I was about to pierce into the heart of the ghost, my father grabbed me and quickly retreated.

"Such a good opportunity, why pull me? Let me kill him."

I shouted angrily.

My father just slapped me on the head: "Shout out, don't run, it's going to happen."

Occurrence, what to do?

I stared at the ghost and saw that he was standing there, unmoving, as if there was no problem!
Even if he had a seizure, I would have poked the dark sword into it right now, and she would have died a long time ago.

Before I could let go of this thought, I saw the ghost raised the nail in his hand high and slapped the blood hole above his head fiercely.

The bloody scene of 'puchi' made my scalp tingle, and I didn't even dare to watch it, but I still couldn't help watching it.

I saw the top of the ghost's head, and after the corpse nail was nailed in, it slowly sank down!

Every inch he sank, the ghost's body would tremble, and a large cloud of dirty blood would burst out from the top of his head.

This picture is so bloody that I don't even dare to watch it.

My father pulled me back and said, "This is a blood exchange. Once all the blood in his body is nailed out by the corpse nails, he will truly become a ghost!"

What?After fighting for a long time, is this still not a real ghost?How powerful are the real ghosts?
I'm as big as a fight all the time!

(End of this chapter)