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Chapter 193: Aged and Fierce Ghost

"Senior Brother Xiong is so polite. It's just the right time."

Wang Fu was so humble, but Xiong Qili knew that if he hadn't taken action, he would have been seriously injured by this vicious ghost and would have fallen into an irreversible situation.

Thinking of this, he became more and more convinced that Wang Fu, who mastered the shaping spell, was the secret weapon of their team.

During the trip to Jincai Town, Wang Fu realized that ghosts were by no means mindless beasts. They knew how to understand the weaknesses of human nature and lay targeted traps.

In conventional thinking, we all think that the evil ghost is like a mini-boss to clear the level. First, he sends a wave of miscellaneous soldiers to let you gain experience, and finally sits in his lair and lets you come to attack the level.

In fact, the evil ghost who sneaked into their midst this time even used a strategy to sneak up and disguise himself, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, and almost took Xiongturi away in one wave.

Such an enemy is too terrifying and must not be taken lightly.

Xiong Tili took care of the evil ghosts who had sneaked in. Naturally, other evil ghosts were out of control. They killed and caught many, quickly filling up his personal ghost-sealing vessel.

Without the control of ghosts, the will-o'-the-wisps burning in the grass were also extinguished by magic, leaving behind a large area of ​​charred ashes.

"Let's go!"

Just as Xiongtori opened his mouth, he suddenly stopped in place, a drop of sweat rolled down his cheek, and the muscles on his face kept twitching.

The other disciples stopped when they saw this, and they all realized something was wrong.

There are only a handful of enemies in the entire gold mining town that can make Xiong Quli so fearful. The most likely one is...

"Old and evil ghost."

What a vicious old ghost. Sure enough, he didn’t have the inertial thinking of clearing the boss. He didn’t give you the chance to clear the levels one by one to gain points, but came directly to your door.

"Don't even move."

Xiongtori shouted, "That old evil spirit is nearby and ambush us as prey."

He took a deep breath and took out something from his arms, which was a pair of flint and fire sickles.

Several other disciples looked at each other and surrounded Wang Fu in the center. They each looked in all directions, opened their Dharma eyes and scanned every corner around them.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Crying sounded, and a little boy rubbed his eyes, staggered forward, and kept crying.

"Kid, stop, stop."

Xiongturi shouted loudly, but the other party didn't seem to hear him and kept getting closer.

A disciple in the crowd said, "Senior Brother Xiong, he seems to be a living person."

The implication is that you should not act rashly to avoid accidental injuries.

"Shut up, have you forgotten the key points I told you when we entered the town?"

Sometimes, living things are scarier than dead people.

The crying sound got closer and closer. The little boy walked across the street and came in front of everyone. He let go of his hands rubbing his eyes, revealing a pair of dark eye sockets.

The eye sockets were pitch black, with no eyelashes, pupils, or eyeballs or eyelids, only two pitch black round holes.

Even without eyes, he could still stare at the group of people and said, "Give me your eyes."

When everyone heard this sentence, they felt dizzy. When they reacted, their fingers had already been stretched out in front of their eyes, making eye-gouging movements.

"Guard your mind, don't be bewitched by the old evil ghost."

Xiong Tili shouted angrily, like a bell ringing in the darkness, everyone's minds buzzed, and they woke up this time.

The old evil ghost can make them lose their minds and dig out their own eyes with just one word. This is such a terrifying power.

Wang Fu remained silent and looked down at the hexagonal compass. The needle was spinning crazily and refused to stop.

In other words, the little boy in front of me is not the old evil ghost himself.

"Give me your eyes, woohoo!"

The little boy continued to cry, and now many disciples felt that their eyes were dry and itchy, as if there were bugs swimming in their eye sockets, as if their eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets in the next moment.

Can't look at it, not even take a look.

Wang Fu closed his eyes. Neither his eyes nor his Dharma eyes could look directly at the little boy, otherwise he would be mentally polluted and do all kinds of crazy things.

I dug out my eyes before, and now my eyeballs are itchy, all are delusions caused by illusion.

As expected of an old and ferocious ghost, Wang Fu only realized how powerful he was in person. Facing such a powerful and terrifying opponent, he had already reached the limit of self-preservation, let alone taking action.

Right now, everyone's hope is pinned on Xiongturi.

Xiong Tili glared at the little boy and spat, "You are sneaky and mysterious, get out of here."

He immediately polished the flint and fire sickle. During the friction, sparks flew out and flew far away, landing on the little boy.

"Wow, wow, wow, give me your eyes, give them to me!"

The little boy was so burned that he burst into tears and sat on the ground kicking his legs.

Wang Fu heard a groan from Bian Yunlong next to him, and his closed eyes left two lines of blood. This was because he had been attacked and his eyes were damaged.

In the entire gold mining town, there are only seven old and vicious ghosts.

One of them appeared in front of everyone, bringing huge oppression, so that all the Three Layers disciples did not even dare to open their eyes.

Now, only Xiong Tili stands in front of everyone. If he can't defeat this old evil ghost, the rest of the people will not be spared.

"Get out of here!"

Xiong Tili waved his hand again, and the flint and fire sickle collided, sparks were splashed again, and he opened his mouth and blew on the sparks.

In an instant, the sparks surged a hundred times in size and turned into an orange fireball.

This fireball is extraordinary. It seems to be carefully carved and polished from fire jade. It has a perfect spherical shape without any flaws.

"Senior Brother Xiong, hit those shoes under his feet!"

Just when Xiongtori was about to take action, he suddenly heard Wang Fu's words and deflected his wrist. The target of the fireball attack sank downwards and hit the little boy in an arc.

Zhi!

The fireball instantly burned the little boy's lower body into nothingness. However, in the blazing fire, the ordinary pair of cloth shoes did not change at all.

The blue-gray shoe uppers survived the fire and were unharmed.

"Ouch!"

There was a tearing sound, and two eyes suddenly opened on the uppers of the two empty cloth shoes, spinning around, past Xiong Qili, and landed on Wang Fu.

"not good!"

Xiong Tili felt the danger from these eyes, and this old evil ghost had murderous intention towards Wang Fu.

Even he couldn't see that the little boy did not have the true form of the evil spirit, and that the real enemy was hidden in the two cloth shoes he was wearing.

The old evil ghost's hiding method is really clever.

However, Wang Fu saw through it at a glance.

Thinking about it from his perspective, if Xiong Qili were an old evil ghost, the first thing he would do is to kill Wang Fu to avoid future troubles.

From now on, Wang Fu is in danger.

Xiong Tili gritted his teeth, raised the fire stone in his left hand, and the fire sickle in his right hand. He looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, then launched a decisive attack towards a pair of ghost shoes with open eyes on the ground.

"Take Wang Fu and leave quickly."

The flint came out of his hand and hit the cloth shoes, making a muffled "pop" sound like a broken piece of leather, and he returned in vain.

Seeing the cloth shoes flying up in the air, the toes of the shoes were pointed in the direction of Wang Fu.

The other disciples were frightened and stopped in front of Wang Fu one after another, but the enemy was an old and vicious ghost, so there was no way they could stop him.

"Stay where you are and wait for me to come back!"

Xiongturi touched the fire sickle, and the small finger-long object instantly turned into a sickle.

His feet were as fast as the wind, he raised his sickle and struck it on the ghost's shoes, took a deep breath, stood up against the old evil ghost, and disappeared deep into the town.


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