Lang Shuoyang swung his hammers and was about to fight the Ghost King. He knew that as long as he did not control the formation, the ghost trapped in the Five Elements Golden Light Spirit Invitation Formation would be burned by the golden light in less than half an hour.
They will be unable to use it and turn into ordinary ghosts. If they persist for forty minutes, these evil ghosts will have difficulty moving, and they can be killed in one fell swoop!
Lang Shuoyang asked Lingjiang to get up, confident that he could fight against Wei Tian for dozens of rounds. But just as the two were about to fight, suddenly the golden light in the formation flashed and shortened a lot.
Lang Shuoyang was shocked. He knew which formation had the problem. He looked up and saw that the eastern golden light was the weakest. He knew that the Tuishan side had been lost. If he didn't remedy it in time, all the formations would be affected in a while. At that time, the Five Elements Golden Light Invitation Spirit Formation would be in trouble.
Destroyed in one fell swoop.
Lang Shuoyang didn't have time to fight with Wei Tian, so he made a feint, turned around and ran to the east.
Fo Tian was also an expert in formations. How could he not see it? He flicked the fly whisk in his hand and jumped up, going faster than Lang Shuoyang.
Over there, Tuishan was still grabbing Lin Daiyu and said, "Teach me quickly, don't be a swindler!"
At this time, the flaw in Tuishan was exposed, and Lin Daiyu could be seriously injured with just one palm. However, in front of Lin Daiyu, she was a kind-hearted person who cherished flowers and grass. Even after her death, she was subdued by the ghost king and followed a murderous demon.
Youji, seeing that Tuishan was as honest as a child, couldn't bear to kill him, so he just said: "Let me go, and I will teach you later!"
Pushing the mountain refused to give up: "No, as soon as I let you go, you run away and don't you teach me what to do?"
At this moment, Lin Daiyu suddenly saw a hand stretched out from Tuishan's belly, dripping with blood, and holding a heart that was beating wildly.
Tuishan also looked down and cursed: "Damn, it hurts so much, who is it?" When he looked back, Weitian had already withdrawn his hand, and Tuishan's heart was still in his hand.
Tuishan looked at the bleeding hole in his chest and abdomen, and shouted: "Give me back your heart!" With a "pop", he fell to the ground and died.
Lang Shuoyang was half a step too slow and failed to save Tuishan. He couldn't help but became furious, shouted, and smashed his hammers against Feitian with all his strength.
When Fo Tian heard the wind blowing behind his head, he jumped forward and dodged, turned around, picked up Lin Daiyu with a whisk and threw it towards Lang Shuoyang.
Lin Daiyu spread a silk scarf in mid-air and wrapped it around Lang Shuoyang. At this time, Xichun Tanchun behind her had also arrived. After that, five female ghosts including Xue Baochai, Jia Yuanchun, Miaoyu, Jia Qiaojie, and Li Wan also followed.
Come.
As soon as the Eastern Divine Fire was extinguished, the golden light suddenly weakened. These real ghosts had extremely strong senses, so naturally they all rushed over.
As soon as they arrived, Lang Shuoyang was immediately attacked from both sides.
Weitian no longer needs to be distracted by the golden light of the Five Elements Golden Light Invitation Spirit Formation. He muster up his energy and lead the women to destroy Lang Shuoyang's Yuanyang in one fell swoop.
At this moment, police sirens blared loudly outside, and searchlights illuminated the room as if it were daytime.
There were chaotic footsteps outside the door on the tenth floor, and a group of people barged in, including military police, Taoist priests, and a large group of monks and nuns. These people were strangely shaped and had all kinds of looks. At first glance, they were not ordinary human beings.
The person leading the charge is none other than Naza, the black pearl of India.
As soon as Nazha and the others came in, Weitian disappeared. At this time, Monir, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, groaned and sat up.
Nazha quickly gave her support: "Mr. President, I had a hard time finding you. Why didn't you tell me when you left the hotel? The acting mayor has gathered all the mages in Longcheng!"
Lang Shuoyang woke up as soon as he saw Weitian disappear and Monir. He suspected that Weitian had taken possession of Manir again, but a ghost king could completely hide his Yin Qi, and it would not be visible if he took possession of a living person.
, with heavy troops in front of him at this time, he did not dare to go over and hit the president, so he had to silently recite the curse to send the gods away, and he returned to his physical body.
This group of people are not ordinary people. They are all Longcheng Taoist masters. They have even invited Taoist masters from temples and temples in the nearby mountains. They are tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, old and young, about thirty or forty people. They are all standing in Monir.
in front of me.
Monir stood up, looked at Lang Shuoyang, Lang Zixuan and others, and waved his hand to Nazha: "Catch a few people, how dare they assassinate me!"
Although Nazha knew that Lang Zixuan was also a mage and had fought side by side, she was not familiar with it. As soon as she heard what Monir said, she quickly waved to the guard, and the guard went over and handcuffed Lang Zixuan and Lang Shuoyang Yinan.
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Two guards wanted to torture Miffel. Miffel raised her hand and whipped her. The two guards flew far away. Nazha was furious: "You little girl, how dare you act wild in front of me." She was about to go.
He walked forward, but was blocked by Lang Shuoyang. Yi Nan said to Miffel: "Let's go quickly! We will leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."
Miffel swung her whip, wrapped it around the window frame, and used her strength to fly out of the window like a big bird.
When a monk in his 60s or 70s saw Miffel jumping out of the window and escaping, he wanted to show off his skills in front of the president, so he shouted: "Where are you going!" Then he jumped out of the window to catch Miffel, but he didn't remember this until he jumped out.
It was the tenth floor. When he fell to the ninth floor, he shouted: "Help!" The voice was sad. The person had already fallen to the cement floor on the first floor and peed. The voice of "Help!" was still echoing among the buildings!
Miffel, who used a whip to wrap around the sewer pipe for a while on the eighth floor, was still wondering why this monk was so careless and still so superior!
Lang Zixuan walked up to Nazha in handcuffs and said, "Do you remember what I told you about the shady European superintendent?"
Nazha nodded: "The superintendent is dead, it was a ghost that possessed him. I just beat that ghost away!"
Lang Zixuan said: "There are still traces of the ghost ghost's upper body, but the ghost king's upper body, even a mage can't find it."
Nazha nodded: "I've heard of this, what do you mean by this?"
Monir shouted from the side: "Don't listen to their nonsense, take them all out and shoot them!"
Another old monk came forward and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, how good it is! Your Excellency, as the saying goes, if you have mercy on others..."
"Go away!" Before the monk could finish his words, Monir slapped him in the face and knocked out his dentures.
Lang Zixuan said: "Master Nazha, this President Monir is the upper body of the Ghost King. Look at the two bullet holes in his belly, penetrating his body, but he is just like a normal person! Is this a normal person?"
Monir himself looked down and saw that the two bullet holes in his stomach were no longer bleeding. He quickly reached out to cover them and said: "Call an ambulance! But before the ambulance comes, get these assassins on the spot.
Dharma!"
Several soldiers nearby immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Lang Zixuan and the three of them.
Nazha was also hesitant, she didn't dare to completely believe Lang Zixuan, but she was really afraid that Monir was the ghost king. An old Taoist appeared next to him, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and said: "I have a demon demon here who has been passed down by my master.
In this treasured mirror, you can tell whether you are a human or a ghost by looking at it!"