Wang Fu waved his hand and used the spear formed by gathering energy to throw away more than a dozen gourd-shaped ghosts, and exploded them with his backhand.
From the moment Qian killed him to now, the number of ghosts killed in his hands has already reached three figures, and the most murderous scholar has not yet appeared.
They are all incompetent brats who can be beaten away by strong-blooded young men, so they can only be sent here to act as spies.
Although there are many evil scholars and miscellaneous soldiers, they cannot withstand such consumption.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the darkness, a burly ghost slowly walked forward, clattering, and stretched out hundreds of arms toward Wang Fu. The melon seeds looked like blooming petals.
"Ghost."
Wang Fu nodded, this was reasonable.
The evil ghost roared, and hundreds of palms struck Wang Fu from all directions at the same time.
"Boom."
There was a muffled sound and the collision shook.
Wang Fu stood where he was, motionless, and a layer of tortoise-patterned light armor appeared on the surface of this vicious ghost's palm.
Divine Armor.
The evil ghost's eyes widened, he inhaled and exerted force, and the soil beneath his feet was kicked up. The fierce force wanted to beat Wang Fu into small pieces.
Wang Fu yawned, took out the ancient ax and chopped it down, splitting the evil ghost into two halves.
Despite this heavy blow, the evil ghost still refused to die and turned into smoke and squirmed, trying to make a comeback.
"middle."
Thunder surged out wildly and fell on the smoke. It was washed away several times and finally became clear.
Wang Fu looked back at his previous move, which was smoother than ever before. Combining three or two hands, he easily killed a vicious ghost.
It should be noted that in the gold mining town, in order to kill the evil ghost, Wang Fu had to sneak and disguise, and use sneak attacks to finish off the evil ghost.
Things are really different now...
Wang Fuzheng was sighing with emotion when he suddenly realized that he had killed a fierce ghost just now and it was worth a lot of money. How many points could he get if he sold it to the Ghost Suppression Cave?
"Come and accept your fate."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
From all directions, seven or eight more vicious ghosts flew in.
Wang Fu nodded slightly, he was worthy of being in the ghost world of Gushan, far beyond the remnants of the ghost tribe.
The mother of Poli Ghost, who is a member of the ghost tribe and wants to eliminate evil, has to hide in the east until she becomes a powerful ghost before she can occupy the town and develop her power.
The Most Fierce Scholar is also a ferocious ghost, but because he is in the ghost world of Gugu Mountain and works for Da Yaksha, the number of ferocious ghosts under his command is at least double digits.
Moreover, the most evil scholar also attaches great importance to Wang Fu.
The formation of seven or eight fierce ghosts is more than enough to deal with the average disciple of Qu.
"Not enough!"
Wang Fu sighed and shook his head. Facing the seven or eight vicious ghosts with their fangs and dancing melons, his first reaction was to take a few steps back and open up the defense of the divine armor.
Boom, boom, boom!
Collisions followed one after another and lasted for three moments. Each of the ghosts was more ferocious than the other. Facing the defense of divine armor, they all failed in vain.
"Well?"
Wang Fu glanced out of the corner of his eye and spotted a fierce ghost standing beside him, and turned his attention to the carriage next to him.
This is absolutely not allowed.
Wang Fu took action decisively, using the Qi War Technique to compress the air into a long whip, tearing the air apart with a roar, and instantly wrapped around the hind legs of the vicious ghost.
The other evil ghosts started to stir, Wang Fu cast a spell, and the divine armor spell was automatically removed, so he found an opportunity to strike.
"Ouch!"
Bi Gui, who was the first to pounce, used his unique ugly face to hit Wang Fu's Guyue hard and exploded into smoke on the spot.
Hoo ho ho.
The ancient ax immediately ignited with fierce flames, and was as flexible as a flying snake in Wang Fu's hand, biting or piercing it, killing the remaining evil ghosts and staggering back.
The evil ghosts were clearly outnumbered, but when facing Wang Fu, they felt like they were the weaker party being beaten.
Companions kept getting beaten up, and the ghosts were in a state of panic.
There are also evil ghosts who can't bear it anymore and want to disperse to the side and eat a few people to vent their anger and replenish their physical strength.
However……
Wang Fu had magic at his fingertips, and the evil ghosts were trapped around him, unable to stay ten meters away.
This hand is so beautiful.
"Death."
Wang Fu fired five or six balls of thunder in one go, blowing up the evil ghosts. He rushed up with the ancient ax and blew them up one by one, and then took out the ghost-sealing vessel.
With the "Shu Zi Jue", the evil ghosts struggled desperately, but were still trapped inside the ghost-sealing vessel.
Wang Fu touched the ghost sealing talisman and stood there waiting. He could eat as much as he wanted.
The most evil scholar suffered a big loss this time. He lost nearly ten evil ghosts to Wang Fu. He will definitely not be able to sit still.
It depends on how he reacts next.
There was a lot of noise that night, there were fires and ghosts howling, and almost everyone couldn't sleep well.
Some people who knew the inside story, such as the old lady of the Lu family and others, hid in the car for fear of causing trouble to Wang Fu.
As for the other drivers and laborers, Wang Fu had already knocked them down one by one with the magic charm.
Wang Fu also noticed that since the declaration of war that day, the most vicious scholar had not appeared again, not even in his dreams.
"The most evil scholar, if you don't show up, I will leave."
Wang Fu was talking to himself, and only he could hear his voice, but he was sure that the other party could definitely hear it.
Suddenly, the shrill crows of crows came to my ears, becoming more and more harsh.
Wang Fu looked up and saw a black tide rolling in the sky at the end of the sky, spreading toward the convoy camp.
From the black tide, a croaking noise sounded.
Wisps of black air hang down from mid-air, and if you look carefully, you can see that they are countless swirling black feathers.
"This is a real dream, the ghost realm of the most vicious scholar."
When Wang Fu opened his Dharma Eyes, he saw that the objects in front of him began to distort, as if there were external forces colliding with them, trying to blend into them.
Looking at the countless crows in the sky, it seems like an illusion but also real, on the edge of reality and dream.
Sure enough, this old and evil ghost refused to give up and launched such a large-scale invasion to drag Wang Fu into the ghost realm.
"The light that breaks illusions."
Wang Fu opened the light armor technique, and the ball formed by the light armor began to expand and expand, turning into a ball as big as a millstone.
Add a little heart fire and the light will bloom.
The light soared into the sky, and the approaching crows croaked and randomly turned into black smoke and disappeared.
However……
The most vicious scholar's methods are far more than that. Blackness also spreads on the surrounding ground, covering the soil and weeds, and also engulfing the reality of this land.
The invasion of dreams is pervasive.
The illusion-breaking light released by Wang Fu could only save the land around him, and all the surrounding scenery had been pulled into the ghost realm.
Hoo ho ho!
Everyone in the convoy was affected by the dream, and the talismans gradually became ineffective.
Footsteps sounded one after another, and the old housekeeper, coachman, laborer and others walked to the open space with dull eyes, looking up at the sky, with uniform postures.
The family members in the carriage also opened the door and walked nearby step by step, also looking up at the night sky.
This group of people in the ghost realm has completely fallen under the control of the most evil scholar.
Wang Fu is still holding on to the Divine Armor Technique. At this moment, he is the only one who is not affected.
"Taoist Priest, the building is about to collapse, and it is difficult to support it alone. You can be saved alone, but what will happen to the others?"
There was a sound coming from above the head, and the black tide formed by the crows in the sky squirmed a few times and turned into the face of the most vicious scholar.