Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian finally understood that even though he knew that he was the leader of Xuanmen, he still had no fear of him.

"What a fearless ignorant man."

Wang Qian shook his head slightly.

While talking, Wang Qian has already entered the factory.

The ghost pounced directly on Mo Cui.

There are thousands of ghosts in the factory, each with long hair.

Some have strange scars on their faces, and some have crooked noses.

Some ghosts have crooked mouth and eyes, and some even have dense knife edge stitches on their faces.

All the fierce ghosts rush to Mo Cuicui's direction.

Wang lin'er, who was standing at a height and saw this scene, showed a nervous look.

"Be careful!"

There are thousands of them.

Standing on the high platform, an Zaihuan's eyes show ferocious color.

He knew that Wang Qian had a fierce ghost, but what about that?

"Wang Qian, this is my first surprise for you tonight!"

"The fierce ghost shows up!" An Zaihuan spilled a piece of white paper money directly.

Quantitative change can cause qualitative change, and he brings tens of thousands of fierce ghosts.

At the same time, even if the ghost Wang Qian brought exceeds the congenital level, there is no way out.

It's completely haunted.

Not far from the package, Wang Pingchuan only saw that the whole factory was wrapped in white fog, and seemed to have gone through the hell.

Wang Pingchuan squatted on the ground, his legs began to numb.

Even Wang Qian was stunned.

Mo Chui chuckled, her black hair like a dagger, pierced every ghost's body.

Hundreds of thousands of hair shot out at the same time.

The night seemed darker.

Accompanied by the cry of the fierce ghost, however, Mo Cuicui overestimated her ability after all.

Though every hair pierces the ghost.

But the follow-up suction really began to disperse, there is no way to absorb the ghost gas of those fierce ghosts for the first time, on the contrary, some fierce ghosts desperately pulled their hair.

This scene was not unexpected.

In his anticipation, Wang Qian's ghost threat level has been raised to the realm of the immortal.

This can be said to be prepared without suffering.

He will make Wang Qian pay the price tonight.

Beside an Zaihuan, Jin Sanli flattered: "young master, I feel more and more that Wang qianzhen is not qualified to be your opponent!"

An Zaihuan's sneer.

A lot of ghost charms are coming out one after another.

An Zaihuan's eyes are more and more excited. This evening, he attacked several people around Wang Qian at the same time, attracting the power around him.

Once the other two elders completed their orders and came back, it was the time when Wang Qian was killed.

Wang Qian's eyes are getting colder and colder.

"Master! Let's go

Mo Cuicui is in a bit of a hurry.

An Zaihuan's ghost talisman is still spreading, seemingly endless.

At this time, an Zaihuan is already standing in front of Wang lin'er, with a ferocious smile on his lips.

"Wang Qian, I'll give you a minute now. As long as you can break in within a minute, I can let this woman go. Otherwise, I will insert a knife into her in a second."

"Maybe she's lucky. Maybe she won't be stabbed..."

Having said that, an Zaihuan directly blindfolded himself.

On one side, Jin Sanli took more than ten daggers for him.

An Zaihuan slightly tried the weight of the dagger.

Brush! It's a big noise.

An Zaihuan throws the dagger directly.

The dagger rubbed Wang Lin's waist and fell to the ground.

"An Zaihuan, you are looking for death."

Wang Qian's face became very gloomy.

"Master Wang, come in. There are still many surprises waiting for you in this factory. Ha ha ha..."

After saying that, an Zaihuan laughs.

What he likes most is the expression of others who are crazy but helpless to hate him.

"The more you look at the angry expression of the weak, the better it is!"

He had done it before.

Directly torture their competitors to survive, not to die.

Today, the person who bears this kind of torture is Wang Qian.

What if he is the leader of Xuanmen?

In the case of an Zaihuan, Wang Qian has to bear it.

Wang Qian walked step by step towards the chemical plant.

Mo Cuicui is a little anxious: "master!"As long as Wang Qian doesn't get into trouble, Mo Cuicui will get out of trouble sooner or later.

No matter how strong an Zaihuan is, what can he do?

Wang Qian did not speak, step by step into the dark chemical plant.

As soon as he stepped into the dark chemical plant, a few harsh ghost smiles came to Wang Qian's ears.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of crying, you are afraid of laughing.

Handfuls of paper money on the ground, paved a strange road.

The paper money is printed with the characters of H country.

Wang Qian just stepped on the paper money, a nameless wind blew up.

One by one, fierce ghosts in red appear.

These ghosts in red, with endless resentment on their faces.

"Wang Qian, do you know that these fierce ghosts in red are all from the original factory. There is a huge grave under the factory There's so much Yin Qi in it... "

"It's because I found this place that I plan to invest in China This array is called the ten thousand ghost array. It was originally intended to be prepared for one of your elders who offended my master. I didn't expect that it would even be used on you. "

"Enjoy it, Wang Qian."

An Zaihuan had taken off his blindfold and looked into the factory.

The roof of the factory is dilapidated.

Through the holes in the ceiling, we can see that Wang Qian and those fierce ghosts are entangled below, and it's very difficult to fight.

Every fierce ghost is red, and the corresponding grade is six.

Wang Qian took out his own sword.

After shooting a few fierce ghosts, I feel the decline of physical fitness.

However, just at this time, a fierce ghost appeared again behind Wang Qian. The fierce ghost in red began to lengthen his nails and directly circled Wang Qian's arm.

Other fierce ghosts in red rushed on.

Wang lin'er, standing at a high place, saw this scene and had bitten his lips with blood.

Wang Qian did not return to his original state after all.

If it is the heyday of Wang Qian, this time can easily break away from the shackles of those fierce ghosts.

Now, looking at Wang Qian's difficult figure.

Wang lin'er only felt his heart dripping blood.

"It's just a piece of rotten fish and shrimps. How dare you ruin my wedding? Wang Qian, your retribution has come."

An Zaihuan only felt a burst of happiness.

Wang Qian clenched his teeth and stretched out his hand to break off the ghost claw.

"Ghost Head down Drive away the evil spirits... "

"I didn't expect that the master of H country taught you these things I didn't teach the really useful way at all... "

"Palm thunder!"

Wang Qian's hands were full of light.

"However, is it a product of the existence, but also palm God thunder?"

"Can you cleave these fierce ghosts?"

See Wang Qian's seal.

At the top, an Zaihuan simply let go of the control of the fierce ghost.