Super Great Fortune Teller

Click!

The thunder and lightning cleaved directly towards the fierce ghosts in the corridor.

Sobbing!

Those fierce ghost eyes look at the thunder point of destruction, there is no way.

After a flash of lightning, it was completely wiped out.

However, the dark shadow at the end of the corridor didn't care, and continued to summon waves of fierce ghosts to come.

Even though Song Qing and Han Feilin have reached the sixth grade of thunder Fu, the power of thunder and lightning is endless, but they can't stand each other's evil spirits.

Ouch!

Endless fierce ghosts keep pouring out like the tide.

Gradually, Wang Qian also found out something was wrong.

"What's the matter? There seems to be no end to these evil spirits, and how can there be people wearing armor on them? " Wang Qian frowned.

At first, those evil spirits were only the existence of one grade and two grades. However, as master Songqing and Han Feilin blasted the fierce ghosts into ashes, there appeared the fierce ghosts of three grades and four grades.

These fierce ghosts are different from the previous fierce ghosts. Although their tongues are still sticking out, their faces are no longer ferocious, and they are wearing ancient armor.

Wang Qian's eyes narrowed when he saw the armor.

"Song Qing! Old Han! You stay back! "

"Monk, activate eight grades and five thunder runes!"

Hearing Wang Qian say this, the monk showed a sneer in his eyes at that time.

Then he directly took out the eight grade talisman in his hand. The seven grade sharp ghost who was originally vague didn't care about master Songqing and Han Feilin.

But at the moment when the monk took out the talisman, the fierce ghost had already noticed that something was wrong, and his face was even more ferocious.

"Rush, rush, rush!"

However, he will still be in command of his own hands of those ghost charge, did not give Wang Qian and others breathing opportunity.

The whole corridor was surrounded by fierce ghosts with their tongues sticking out in armor.

"Blast!" The monk gave a big drink.

Boom boom!

From the eight grade thunder amulet, a lightning Golden Dragon with a length of one meter was directly drilled.

After the lightning Golden Dragon appeared, it tore up all the fierce ghosts like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and then tore them directly towards the dark shadow.

"Damn it

The vague shadow gave a sudden drink, then touched it directly in his arms and took out a talisman.

At the moment of seeing the talisman, Wang Qian's eyes twinkled with cold light.

It turned out to be a talisman revealed by the mysterious gate!

"As urgent as the law!"

The fierce ghost directly took out a piece of eight grade fireball.

After the Thunder Dragon meets the fireball, he is immediately trapped by the fireball of the fireball, and then turns into nothingness.

There was silence in the corridor.

The fierce ghost at the end of the corridor also appeared slowly.

It was a shadow two meters high with a pure white mask.

He floated in the corridor, a pair of ghost eyes looked at Wang Qian and others.

"Welcome to hell I've heard about it for a long time. People in Xuanmen are not afraid of anything. I didn't expect that there was still water in this legend... "

"But you are destined to die here today..."

The fierce ghost said here, and his voice began to become ethereal.

"The world likes to sow discord Slander hurts Glib He is skillful in speaking and debating.... "

The more the ghost said, the more obvious his resentment was.

I don't know when a thick white fog appeared in the corridor.

In the white fog, little ghosts less than one meter tall, with ferocious smiles on their faces, came to the crowd.

"You don't have any talismans, do you..."

"The world is guilty And today is the time for you to make atonement... "

Li Gui said, pointing directly in the direction of Wang Qian and others.

Click, click!

Wang Qian could clearly see the white frost spreading on both sides of the corridor.

First of all, master Songqing was covered with white frost and settled in the same place, then Han Feilin, Yang Qi, monk, Nie Xiaodie, and finally it was Wang Qian's turn.

The terrible frost directly enveloped Wang Qian and made him stiff.

Then the kids gave out weird laughter one by one and climbed onto Song Qing and Han Feilin.

Jie Jie

The kid grabs both hands and feet, and other kids take out scissors and pliers.

When Li Qingxuan saw this, he was scared that there was no master.

He saw this strange existence for the first time.

And Wang Qian saw this scene, can't help but frown.

"Brother Qian! Think of a way At this time, the monk was yelling there.

"How? What can he do? You've been here for a long time, and your whole body has been stained with Yin Qi. The Yang fire on your body has turned into Yin fire. What can you do Go to hell... " The shadow gave out a sneer of disdain.When the monk heard his words, he cursed the birth, "bah! Still want to pull out my tongue? Just by stealing a few talismans of Xuanmen, you want to turn against heaven! Laozi tells you that your monk grandfather has plenty of means! "

"How dare you come to me!"!? Let's go it alone

However, the fierce spirit of the seven grades ignored the monk.

However, from his body sent out a more terrible ghost gas, all people feel the shivering.

"All right! Yang Qi, you can do it. The body of the fierce ghost is on the ceiling

At this time, Wang Qian directly looked at the corner of Yang Qi said.

Yang Qi is a disciple of Xuanmen Zhanlong hall. When this guy saw that Song Qing and Han Feilin didn't fight, he also hid there.

It was not until Wang Qian broke the position of the fierce ghost that he used the Xuanmen skill to shake off the evil spirit on his body.

As soon as Wang Qian's voice fell, Yang Qi rushed out in one step.

"Xuanyi slaughters the dragon!"

Said, Yang Qi in the hand direct gold awn a flash.

A flying sword with golden light suddenly appeared. For other sects, the magic weapon of flying sword is something they can't ask for. However, for the rich Xuanmen, the flying sword has almost reached the standard of one person.

"What!? How can I find you? " The seven grade ghost didn't expect Wang Qian to find his own position.

What's more, there is Yang Qi, who is close to such a seven grade existence.

"How could..."

On the ceiling, a terrible face appeared in front of everyone.

However, at the moment when big face appeared, sword light had already come to big face.

Brush!

The face, which was the size of a millstone, opened a big mouth of terror, and a pale ghost claw emerged from its mouth.

The ghost hand grabbed the flying sword for the first time.

Boom!

The snow-white ghost claws collided with the golden flying sword.

Poof!

The next second, the ghost hand shot Black Ghost blood.

Yang Qi saw a sword didn't kill the ghost, his face changed: "bold ghost! How dare you not die! "

On hearing this, the sharp corners of Qi pin's mouth were pumping.

When did it become a crime that a move was not killed by the other party?