Lang Xiaochen and Zhu Zisu looked at the child at the same time.
The fundamental purpose of their trip was for this child, who was a key genius on the Taoist temple's admissions list.
There are so many haunted small mountain villages, so why did Lang Xiaochen come out to take care of them this time? Isn’t it just for him?
For this reason, three Yunyang Guanmen disciples almost got caught up with him, including Zhu Zisu, a senior who had just joined the song.
But now, Wang Fu actually pointed out that this child was the ghost itself.
"impossible."
Lang Xiaochen opened his Dharma Eyes and looked around the child. There was no trace of ghostliness at all. He couldn't see any flaws. He was sure it was a stranger. How could it be a ghost?
The child looked aggrieved and tugged at the corner of Lang Xiaochen's clothes, "I'm afraid."
Lang Xiaochen's heart softened, and then he thought that Junior Brother Wang Fu would not tell nonsense.
Zhu Zisu was able to find him this time, thanks to Wang Fu's fortune telling, and they were able to successfully rendezvous.
He heard his mentor mention that Wang Fu studied under Professor Shao in the palace and had extremely high attainments in magic. Over time, he achieved extraordinary results.
"Junior brother, could it be a misunderstanding? The ghost is very cunning and interferes with your divination."
Wang Fu smiled and shook his head. He was such a treacherous ghost. He couldn't even hide his tail and was still pretending to be pitiful.
That’s it!
"Senior Brother Lang, put on the magic weapon I gave you first."
After hearing this, Xiaochen subconsciously took out his sunglasses and put them on, thinking that he knew even this detail and confirmed that it was Junior Brother Wang himself.
But why should we wear a magic weapon?
The next moment, a dazzling bright light rose from in front of Wang Fu, brushed against Lang Xiaochen's shoulder, and poured into the big hole in the corner of the wall behind him.
Deep inside the cave entrance, the child covered his eyes and shivered.
"Bright light spell?
Lang Xiaochen thought subconsciously, and then more doubts arose, as to how this spell could have such terrifying power.
Even though there was a magic weapon to block the strong light, he still felt burning pain on his skin, like needle pricks.
"ah!"
A child screamed behind him. At first his voice was childish, but later it became rough and ugly, as if he had changed into a different person.
"not good."
The hair on Lang Xiaochen's hair stood up, his hands instantly formed a seal, and fire light rose from the soles of his feet, spinning into a blooming red lotus.
boom!
The fire wave swept across and the burst of air blew Lang Xiaochen away in an instant.
He was seriously injured and had no power to cast spells forcibly. This was to use his strength to escape.
Just now, he also realized that something was wrong. There was a child behind him, but there was a ghost!
Zhu Zisu, who was on the opposite side, stood up to respond, summoned a blast of wind with one hand, held Lang Xiaochen up, and finally landed smoothly on the ground.
Where is Wang Fu?
He held up the solar pot and shone it randomly on the ground. The ghost was quite cunning, and when it knew its disguise was seen through, it turned into air currents on the spot and fled in all directions on the ground and walls, getting faster and faster.
"Interesting, I thought you were the weakest, but I didn't expect that among the three of them, the other two are idiots, but you are the strongest."
The ghost laughed loudly, and suddenly the echo echoed, exploding into a sky full of ink, which covered the light beam.
As if the ink had vitality, it split into thousands of tentacles and climbed up along the light beam, instantly contaminating the 'solar pot'.
Wang Fu took a few steps back and gave up the spell.
He is extremely vicious, and he is indeed not a soft-footed shrimp that will fall over at the first touch. With this hand alone, he is more powerful than the previous two ghosts combined.
The ghost appears in its true form, but does not turn into a human form. Instead, it hides its true form in a large mass of black mist, squirming and changing, making it impossible to catch its vital points.
At this time, the ghostly mist gathered around them, seeming to engulf the three of them and defeat them one by one.
"Junior Brother Wang, don't worry, we are here."
Although Lang Xiaochen and Zhu Zisu were injured, they were rich in experience. They had already taken advantage of Wang Fu's fight to take ointment and apply it to stop the bleeding and heal the wounds, which restored most of their combat strength.
"Emergency is like a fire order."
"The violent wind and the fire move."
"disease!"
The two men shot out balls of fire from their palms and fell into the ghost mist, causing the mist to scatter in all directions.
In the gray fog, from time to time, houses were blown apart, haystacks caught fire, and thick smoke billowed.
No matter how gentle and gentle the disciples taught by Professor Lu are, once they take action, they are all arsonists.
They know in their hearts that ghosts can cause wind and rain. They just take advantage of the convenient location of the ghost domain and use ghost fog to cover their sight, so as to perform delusional illusions wantonly.
If you want to break the situation, you must first cut off the foundation of the ghost and burn the ghost realm with a fire.
The raging fire cast from the hands of the two men is transformed by the yang energy of the living person, and it is the most restrained evil spirit. Although there are many ghosts and mist, they have to give in and overcome the changes.
In the blink of an eye, a large space was cleared around him.
Wang Fu was dealing with the ghosts here, flicking with ten fingers, the Five Emperors' Money went away and came back again, shooting out a series of arrows, sometimes as heavy as rocks, sometimes wrapped in lightning, sometimes with light damage.
An intermediate magical weapon with extraordinary power, Wang Fu used it with great ease.
However, this ghost is not a vegetarian. When encountering the impact of bright light, it will spray out ink pollution, and the copper coins will be bombarded with great force, and it will become invisible and weak.
If it is an attack from the Thunder Killer Talisman, this evil ghost will be even more slippery. When the lightning appears, it will break into countless air currents in advance and escape.
One person and one ghost are fighting each other, and gradually I am sweating. It seems to be a bit strenuous!
Guiwu didn't even expect that as a very evil person, his target was the Jiuqu Beginning Realm, but now he was tied with the second level, what a shame!
As an orthodox descendant of the Shifang Ghost Tribe, he considers himself to be a noble among ghosts, not comparable to those lonely wild ghosts.
Now occupying the small mountain village, it is just a last resort due to the current difficult situation. The purpose is to accumulate strength and strengthen the ghost tribe in the future.
A cultivator like Zhu Zisu was seriously injured by his little tricks. He was really powerful in confusion and illusion, and he was good at sneak attacks.
However, when he met Wang Fu, he began to have doubts.
Are all the young disciples of Yunyang Temple so vigorous now?
"Take another thunder talisman from me."
The Five Emperors' Money swarmed forward, with lightning flashing on the surface, and another familiar thunder attack.
The ghost couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Although thunder and lightning are powerful, they still have to hit.
The word "ghost-like" means that ghosts can change and escape easily, and ordinary people cannot catch their traces.
This ghost is ever-changing, wandering between reality and reality. No matter how powerful your spell is, it will be in vain if you can't hit it. As expected...
The ghosts dispersed in advance, allowing them to survive the bombardment of the Five Emperors' Money. When 'Return to Laixi' was activated, this set of intermediate magical weapons returned to Wang Fu's hands.
Then, the dispersed airflow gathered together, and the ghost launched a counterattack as usual.
"Certainly!"
Wang Fu finally waited for this opportunity. The purpose of the fight just now was to seize the pattern and find this hard-won flaw.
The shaping spell works instantly.
The ghost couldn't move, the spell was applied to it, and the smoke couldn't move. It was like a piece of solidified jelly, frozen on the spot.
"Two senior brothers, give me a helping hand."
Lang Xiaochen and Zhu Zisu looked over, nodded, and pointed their palms in the direction of the ghost, and an incandescent light appeared.
Wang Fu had the Five Emperors' Coin in his left hand and the 'solar pot' in his right hand, and smashed it towards the ghost's head and face.