My Master is Lin Zhengying

Qiusheng Wencai and Jiale Qingqing have also found their magic weapons and kept making moves.

The Yin spirit that rushed into the room was also quickly beheaded and wiped out.

However, the ghosts outside the house are still attacking Yizhuang.

In addition to the door, several windows are also "clang clang" now.

Obviously, there are also Yin spirits striking.

Seeing this, Nan Chen picked up the talisman and rushed forward.

Seal the newly repaired windows with a spell.

But this time, more than a dozen Yin spirits broke through the defense line of Uncle Jiu and others.

Nan Chen could only turn around and kill these ghosts again.

These ghosts were flying around the room with a "woo woo woo".

Although it has a nose and eyes, its features are vague.

With resentment, they attacked everyone.

Nan Chen's cultivation base is strong, facing these broken Yin spirits, he is absolutely strong.

Just raise your hand, you can kill them.

Even if you are a literary talent, you don't feel any pressure.

More than a dozen Yin spirits were quickly beheaded.

It turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Qiu Sheng said carelessly:

"Master, isn't such a small number of ghosts enough to kill? Let's put more in!"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he resisted the impact of a large-scale ghost.

While scolding coldly:

"You kid is still happy, it's obvious that the opponent is consuming our profound energy.

These ghosts are nothing but pawns.

When the Yin spirits are exhausted, those white-clothed ghosts are about to come! "

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu raised his hand.

A palm shot out.

The aura of the earth-level powerhouse is mighty.

With one palm, a turbulent wind blasted out.

At least strangle more than [-] Yin spirits outside the house.

Qiu Sheng was reprimanded by Uncle Jiu, so he didn't dare to be complacent, and put away his happy expression.

As for Uncle Jiu, after killing more than [-] Yin spirits.

He heard him yelling outside the house:

"I don't know who it is, hide your head and show your tail, why don't you show up and fight the poor!"

When Uncle Jiu said this, his demeanor changed suddenly.

The aura of the strong is oppressive in all directions.

Outside the house, there was a "giggle" sneer.

Immediately afterwards, a black mist gathered outside the courtyard.

An old man dressed in Qijue black robe and holding a black staff suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Nan Chen took a closer look, feeling astonished.

The three corpses said.

This guy, two months ago, was severely injured by Uncle Jiu and Ma Madi, how dare he come?

Really unbeatable little strong.

And this time, so many ghosts and ghosts were produced.

"Three corpses!"

Uncle Jiu spoke in a deep voice.

The four-eyed Taoist priest and Master Yixiu also raised their eyebrows.

During the battle in Qinghe Village, this guy killed Youyun Yaodao.

Sucked his true essence and escaped.

It has been more than half a year.

Now, it's right again.