Leave or not?

This is just a scary ghost, and it doesn't seem very fierce now.

But if you don't deal with it, it's a troublesome to scare people.

After I told Lan Feng and the others about the situation, Lan Feng immediately said, "It's not very powerful, right? Then we will go back and find that guy first. I'll find someone else to deal with the matter here. What do you think?"

Not only Lan Feng was anxious, but Wu Lang was also anxious. His demon mind was catching the time to seize control of the mountain god seal. Once the demon mind succeeded, they were two completely separated individuals.

By then, Ulang would still be a ghost who had been dead for hundreds of years, not a mountain god.

If he wants to be this little god who can control the whole ground, he can only fight with Demon Mind to the end.

As two or half-dozen existences, Wulang actually has no confidence in himself.

Otherwise, he would be the one who ran away first.

This shows that he is actually not as strong as the Demon Idea.

I thought about it and thought it would be better to leave here first. Bian Pao thought so.

We went down the mountain before dawn. Normally, Ulang can control this Ulang Mountain. Although he actually can't do this, he can't turn this place into his home court. Instead, he can still help take care of Lan Feng.

When Lan Feng stepped on the air, a stone would suddenly appear on the ground, which would not allow him to roll down from the mountain.

Soon, we had arrived at the middle of the mountain.

This time the speed is much faster than the last time.

Just as everything was moving in a good direction, Lan Feng suddenly screamed.

"ah!!!"

Lan Feng shouted loudly, his feet slipped and fell straight toward the mountain.

It rained here not long ago. If Lan Feng really stepped on the air and rolled down the mountain, even if he was not killed by the fall, his bones would have to be broken.

Fortunately, with a wave of my hand, Chunyang's magic power broke out and caught Lan Feng. There was a stone platform under my magic power, and he could not kill him no matter how he did.

I pulled him back from the mountain road and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lan Feng's expression was a little abnormal, and he was obviously reacting after being strongly frightened.

"Then, there are ghosts on the mountain over there..."

As he said that, Lan Feng stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the green peak standing opposite Wulang Mountain.

This mountain is higher than Wulang Mountain, about two or three hundred meters tall.

The road up the mountain has been stretched. With my eyesight, I can even see the blue stones slanted downwards.

And at the top of the mountain, there is a vermilion-red exterior wall.

But the ghost...I didn't see it.

As soon as my mind moved, my divine thoughts suddenly came out of my body and extended towards the mountain not far away.

As soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, a bell suddenly rang out.

The sound echoed in the mountains, causing echoes.

I looked up and saw a golden ring light appearing at the top of the opposite mountain.

I am very familiar with this breath, it is the magic power of Buddhism.

"It should be fine. There is also a master in the temple opposite. I found that I was spying on it. The Zhongming just now was just saying hello to me, but it was also a warning."

As soon as I finished speaking, Lan Feng hurriedly said, "Where is the ghost I saw just now?"

"If there is really, it should have been wiped out by the bell."

I asked Lan Feng a few more questions, and it turned out that this ghost was discovered on the opposite mountain road.

The fog was heavy in the morning, and Lan Feng's eyes could not see that far, so the ghost deliberately wanted him to see it and attract his attention.

From this point of view, the ghost succeeded.

But he did this, obviously throwing himself on the opposite mountain.

Although Buddhism is compassionate, there are also Vajras who are angry and subdued the demons, and the ghost may not last long.

"Was that ghost just now the one who hungry last night?"

I think the chance is very high, but it may not be.

"Okay, it's settled, let's continue to go down!"

As I said, I jumped down from the edge of a broken stone platform, jumped down more than ten meters away, and landed on the stone platform below.

As soon as I got here, a grimace suddenly emerged from under my feet.

I was so experienced that I had experienced many battles. With a wave of my hand, a bright golden light fell, covering my face.

A scream came, and then disappeared quickly.

After I sent this ghost, I stood on the stone platform and quietly observed everything around me.

There is no difference here, but the yin energy that has not yet been refined still exists.

This shows that there are really ghosts here.

The ghost I just cleaned up was not an illusion.

The others were all down soon, and when they stood firm, I explained what happened just now.

"Why are there?" Bian Pao's face looked a little unfair.

Bian Pao was a little unhappy. The appearance of these ghosts undoubtedly affected his speed of return.

"Forget it, don't care about him!"

Bian Pao muttered, and the little paper man holding hands suddenly jumped in the air.

They were very fast, and they dispersed in the blink of an eye. They each chose a direction and flew towards a distance.

Bian Pao is also for safety reasons. Anyway, he has enough paper people, and it is not appropriate to take it out without any trouble. It is so good now.

While we were going down the mountain constantly, the side cannon suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?"

I hurriedly asked him what happened, and then Bian Pao said, "One of my paper man disappeared."

The things that the side cannon naturally cannot fail to work.

In fact, the power of these paper men is no less than that of ordinary ghosts.

But such a paper man has disappeared from the beginning.

Just as he was talking about this question, Bian Pao's face became even more ugly.

"Another paper man disappeared!"

Of course, Bian Pao has no special feelings for these paper men, but these paper men spent a lot of effort on making them.

"Small, I'm going to see who has a lot of people!"

Bian Pao gritted his teeth and shook his sleeves. Suddenly, more than a dozen paper people flew out.

Seeing the paper man become a soldier wearing a strong and stalked force, Lan Feng was almost stunned.

I ignored him because I had to look at that Ulang.

When the divine thoughts enveloped the neighborhood, my face became a little serious.

Because there are actually a lot of ghosts here!

In terms of quantity, there must be at least seven or eight hundred ghosts.

"Why are there so many?" I suddenly had a headache.

"I don't know, now I can only talk about it!"

As Bian Baiao said, he swung the water and fire stick and jumped down.

"Big and Bitch!"

The sound continued, and the side cannon had smashed all the ghosts that dared to approach, and most of them were frozen into popsicles.

They were not scattered, but it would take some time to recover.
Chapter completed!