There was a sonorous and powerful sound in the air, and the iron weapon broke through the air with a terrifying sound.
Wei Zhongyuan was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the left shoulder, causing blood to appear suddenly.
This is just the beginning, the ghost realm is broken, the evil ghost finally appears, and it is a killing move when he raises his hand.
The two companions also became vigilant and took out the Taixu Seal from their hands, and the shadows of the mountains emerged, shadowy.
Poof!
A kitchen knife came through the air and struck the shadow of the mountain, causing the mountain to shake immediately.
The mountain talismans of the disciples of Sanqing Palace did not have the superposition effect of Wang Fu, and their power was limited. Two of them were cut off by the evil ghost on the spot.
Snap!
The two figures intertwined, and when they raised their hands, a large sheet of light dust enveloped the kitchen knife hanging in the air.
Boom!
Taixu Yin took the opportunity to take action, aiming at the kitchen knife and making a clanging sound.
On Wang Fu's side, something greeted him, and it was the 2000-grit millstone.
"Even me?"
Wang Fu was overjoyed. Regardless of his position, this fierce ghost valued him more than his three classmates.
Immediately use the split grid talisman method.
After a few breaths, Wang Fu's whole body was covered with cracking talisman formation techniques, and wind techniques were superimposed one after another.
not enough!
Wang Fu decisively took out three porcelain bottles and crushed them instantly. Immortal Horse Sheng smoke rose up and wrapped around his body.
The combination of Xianju Shengyan and Fengxingshu is truly a perfect match.
brush!
The millstone fell on his head, and Wang Fu deflected slightly, turning sideways to get out of the way of the bombardment.
The ground was smashed into a dent, and the land in the town was trampled by the people, and it had long been extremely solid. Now in front of the millstone, it looked like rotten wood that had been hollowed out, and could be penetrated by a slight poke.
Whoosh!
The magic power of Wang Fu's feet suddenly turned into an afterimage, and even Wei Zhongyuan and the others were shocked.
"So fast, is it still a Fengxing technique?"
They have seen the wind technique before. If it goes straight forward, it is not unusual to have such speed.
However, Wang Fu moved around in a small space without any impact.
"The evil spirit is over there."
Most of the walls of the dilapidated mansion had collapsed. The old man was still sitting by the door. He no longer polished the bronze mirror, but stared at them with malicious eyes.
Wang Fu noticed that the bronze mirror beside him had a few mottled scratches on it and was no longer as smooth and bright as before.
It seems that just now Wei Zhongyuan and the three of them worked together to cause damage to this ghost weapon.
In anger, the evil spirit refused to hide and was very determined to kill the four of them.
"Whoosh!"
Under the control of the evil ghost, the millstone rose into the air again and hit Wang Fu on the head.
boom!
Wang Fu activated his Feng Xing Technique to deflect the attack from the millstone and move towards the old man.
Then, he took out the ancient ax from his sleeve and blew on it to restore it to its original appearance.
"Ancient Yue?"
A Sanqing Palace disciple seemed to recognize this long-handled ancient ax and spoke in surprise.
"you know?"
Wei Zhongyuan asked curiously.
"No, they probably just look alike. How could the Deputy Temple Master's ritual vessel be in his hand!"
This disciple of the Sanqing Hall was fortunate enough to meet Li Yunke, the deputy temple master. After a quick glance, he saw the ancient Yue and was deeply impressed.
However, no matter what, there was no way that Li Yunke's ritual vessel would fall into the hands of the disciples of the Thunder Fire Hall.
Of course he thought that he had made a mistake.
Wang Fu held the ancient ax and used the Fire Clothes Sword and Weapon Technique, thinking that someone really knew what he was doing.
He rode Juechen, threw away Wei Zhongyuan and the others, and went directly to the fierce ghost.
The evil ghost was slightly surprised, and waved his hand at the burden, and the remaining millstones flew out one after another and rained down on Wang Fu.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Wang Fu felt as if he was walking under a meteor shower. Grindstones kept falling around him, causing the ground to dent and cracks to spread.
A few more white shadows came to my face, which were cloth towels soaked in the bucket.
Wang Fu subconsciously played the Five Emperors Coin, and the weight of the mountain attached to it, hitting several cloth towels.
Snap!
The cloth rebounded and the coins fell to the ground, causing no harm.
"Split it for me!"
Wang Fu roared angrily, focusing his strength on the edge of the axe, and sent it in front of the evil ghost.
"Well!"
The evil ghost took a few steps back and suddenly began to dance, its limbs elongated as if all its bones had been pulled away.
In the blink of an eye, the old man turned into a rubber man, his limbs and torso twisted into a weird appearance.
"Ghost writing."
Wang Fu's chest felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. With a slight exertion on his hand, the ax missed the target and floated upwards.
He had seen ghost writing at Bai Qilang's place. Although the two were very different, they seemed to come from the same source.
"The remnants of the ghost tribe are indeed the remnants of the ghost tribe!"
The ghost text is currently exuding terrifying power.
Wang Fu took a few steps back, and heard the sound of breaking through the air. Wei Zhongyuan and the other two men repelled the ghost soldiers and killed them one after another.
"Junior brother Wang, you are alone, don't let your love rival come in!"
As soon as Wei Zhongyuan opened his mouth, the evil ghost used the power of ghost writing and was knocked backwards from the air.
The remaining two companions cast out the Taixu Seal and landed spinning.
Wang Fu took a few breaths, took out a piece of transparent talisman paper, and patted it on his body.
brush!
Wei Zhongyuan raised his head and rubbed his eyes. Why were there only three people left?
"Where is Junior Brother Wang?"
The two disciples of Sanqing Palace looked at each other in confusion and didn't see it. Thinking that everyone had left the ghost realm and had feet growing on their bodies, wouldn't it be...
"Ran!"
They didn't have a good attitude towards the disciples of Thunder Fire Palace in the first place, but now that they thought about this possibility, they became even more disgusted with Wang Fu.
Too selfish.
Wei Zhongyuan shook his head, "Don't talk nonsense."
But considering that Wang Fu had used the wind technique just now, coming and going like the wind, it was not impossible to escape on his own while the evil spirits were entangled by them.
"It doesn't matter if we leave. The three of you and I will definitely defeat these vicious ghosts together."
This is just to cheer up, but the situation is not optimistic.
Originally they thought that breaking through the ghost realm would usher in a turning point, but as it turned out, the evil ghost was still very fierce without the bronze mirror.
"Oops, this is not an ordinary evil ghost. Although it is not an old evil ghost, it is not far off."
The evil ghost remained in the shape of a ghost character, with terrifying power flowing through his body, staring at Wei Zhongyuan and the other three, ready to strike.
At this time, the air behind him started to ripple slightly.
"Invisibility charm!"
Wow!
The next moment, the ancient ax ignited fire, tore through the camouflage of the air, and hit the evil ghost in the chest.
This sneak attack was so unexpected that even Wei Zhongyuan and the other three were stunned.
It turned out that Wang Fu did not escape, but hid his whereabouts and took the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
The vicious ghost's reaction was not unpleasant. The ancient ax pierced his body, and he immediately exploded with the power of ghost writing. The surging power poured out and hit Wang Fu with all his strength.
"Boom!"
Wang Fu flew out and lay on the ground motionless for a long time.
There were sounds of landslides and earth cracking all around. This was the sound of layers of mountain talismans being broken through and power dissipated.
"Why are you still standing there? Don't let Junior Brother Wang's sacrifice be in vain!"
Wei Zhongyuan shouted, and the three of them attacked the evil ghost.
The evil ghost was severely injured, and the ancient ax was still stuck in his chest. The power was like water in a broken bucket, and it quickly leaked out.
Therefore, Wei Zhongyuan and the others felt that they were becoming more and more comfortable in attacking.
After a while, the evil ghost was extremely exhausted. It was blown up into smoke several times, but was trapped by three people's spells and couldn't escape.
"Fire Clothes Sword Art!"
Wang Fu, who was supposed to be killed, suddenly entered the battlefield, waved to Gu Yue, and instantly ignited a raging flame, covering the upper body of the evil ghost, burning the ground and shaking the mountains.
"Junior Brother Wang, you are okay!"
Wang Fu patted his chest and said, "It's really okay."
Before he took action, he had layered the mountain talisman with a layer of heavy armor, removing 90% of the power of the ghost talisman.
Puff puff!
The muffled noise continued, and Wei Zhongyuan and the three men joined forces and finally successfully extinguished the evil ghost.