Maybe it was the triangular yellow talisman given by Lu Yangming in the fist in his hand, Zhao Yuesheng blasted out with a punch, and actually hit the blood spirit that pounced.

Bang! The fist carried mana, and it blasted it away and slammed it into the wall.

The blood spirit was stunned, and his face was shocked.

"Impossible, impossible, you—how can you beat me?!!!" the Blood Spirit roared in anger.

"Aren't you going to kill me, then I'll kill you first. Zhao Yuesheng was overjoyed when he saw that he could hit the other party, and he raised his fist again.

"Roar......" The fierce aura on the blood spirit erupted again, waving its claws and lunging at him.

Bang bang bang!

In this way, one person and one ghost fought together.

If this is an ordinary person, it may be really invincible. But who is Zhao Yuesheng, that is a master of internal strength who has been cultivating for decades. Whether it is strength or reaction without a wheel is comparable to the blood spirit of ordinary people.

In addition, the advantage of the Blood Spirit Void was now gone, and after a while, it was defeated by Zhao Yuesheng.

Pained and panicked, it turned around and tried to escape, but as soon as it hit the wall, it bounced back.

"Ahh

Zhao Yuesheng didn't dare to do so much, and rushed up with a combination punch.

Bang bang bang......

The fist was to the flesh, and the fight was so painful, and at this moment there was a thought in his heart that a fierce spirit was nothing more than that.

Of course, he is rational and doesn't think it's how strong he is, but the triangular yellow talisman given by Lu Yangming is not simple.

Without this talisman, he wouldn't even be able to touch the corners of this blood spirit's clothes, let alone beat the other party.

"Spare your life, spare your life, uncle, I was wrong......" The blood spirit was beaten to the point that it was about to fall apart, and it was so painful that he quickly begged for mercy.

Zhao Yuesheng slowly put down his raised right fist, if it weren't for Lu Yangming's command, he would have to beat this thing.

"Say, who told you to harm me?" Now that the other party has taken it, of course I have to set some useful information.

"Yes, I was sent by Daoist Huanglin. "How dare this blood spirit not tell the truth, it is important to save your life.

"Huanglin Dao Chang?!!" Zhao Yuesheng obviously didn't know him, but someone must have paid this person to deal with him.

"Who let Daoist Huang Lin harm me?"

"I—I don't know. ”

"It's not honest, you want to eat your fists again, do you?" Zhao Yuesheng raised his fist high in anger to fight.

"I'm telling the truth, I really don't know......" it shook its head desperately, in defense.

It seems that it really doesn't know who is behind the scenes.

However, if you know a Huanglin Dao Chief, you can find out.

Zhao Yuesheng sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "How many people have you harmed?"

"Those are all asked by Daoist Huanglin to do it, if I don't obey, he will burn me with a yin fire, I don't want my soul to be scattered, I am innocent......" The blood spirit lay on the ground, and quickly annotated excitedly.

It was afraid, afraid that Zhao Yuesheng would beat himself to death.

"Hmph, you evil cults that hurt people should be cut with a thousand knives!" Zhao Yuesheng roared and stood up, his eyes bloodshot and glaring at it.

The blood spirit was so frightened that it moved back again and again, not daring to speak again.

Outside, Lu Yangming's hands were constantly pinching the magic technique, and his eyes were closed and he was using the tracing technique to trace the source.

His divine sense followed the connection between the blood spirit and the spellcaster, and pursued it all the way, and the objects in front of him changed rapidly, and he soon came to a villa in Luoshan, which said No. 48 Qinglin Garden.

Then all the way in, in the villa, a chubby gray-haired old man, dressed in a Ming zodiac robe, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, was doing it in front of a magic altar.

In a small wooden coffin on the table, there was a small scarecrow, with yellow charms pasted on it, smeared with chicken blood, and pierced with silver needles.

There was a bone cup next to it, which was also pasted with a charm, and it was supposed to be the ashes of the blood spirit.

This demon Dao is really harming people here, and it is hateful.

There was a young man standing next to him, Lu Yangming frowned, and a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes.

This person had seen it in Heluzhai before, and it was Jun Songyuan who had a conflict with Liu Jiaming and was later directly kicked out by the manager He Jundong.

How could it be him?!!!

Could it be that he hated Zhao Yuesheng because of the events of that day?

If this is the case, speaking of which, Zhao Yuesheng's disaster is still caused by himself.

"Dao Chief, how is it?" Jun Songyuan asked out loud when he saw Huang Lin's Dao Chief's struggling expression.

"It's strange, my blood spirit seems to be controlled by something, and I can't drive it!!" Huang Lin Dao Chang looked puzzled, he was sweating all over his head at this time, and he was tired enough.

"As long as the Taoist chief kills that person, I can add another 100,000. Juniper said with a serious face.

As soon as he heard that there were more than 100,000, Daoist Huang Lin could be said to have opened his eyes when he saw the money, and greed flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, don't worry, there is no one who can't be killed, hum!" After speaking, he directly bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the peachwood sword, and said something in his mouth, slapped it on the scarecrow violently, and began to cast the spell.

Worst!

Seeing this, Lu Yangming instantly retracted his senses, opened his eyes violently, and found that Zhao Yuesheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly trembled violently, and his husband was in pain.

He bounced up and rushed over, the inscriptions on his hands flashed, and he quickly drew the runes on Zhao Yuesheng's body, and beat them several times before he regained his calm.

Zhao Yuesheng in the dream suddenly had a terrible pain in his chest, and fell directly to the ground, in pain.

Seeing this, the blood spirit suddenly burst out and pounced on him.

The neck was choked and raised high.

"Hmph, aren't you going to kill me, go die......" The blood spirit smiled cruelly, and his mouth grinned at the base of his ears.

Zhao Yuesheng was terrified, his whole body was in pain, and he couldn't use his strength to attack at all, and he couldn't even lift his hand.

Just when he was about to run out of breath, suddenly the pain in his body disappeared.

"Kill him. Lu Yangming's voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao Yuesheng suddenly exerted his strength, and a punch slammed into the blood spirit and directly knocked him away.

"I, I was wrong, I really didn't dare. The blood spirit was frightened and quickly begged for mercy.

"You go die. Zhao Yuesheng rushed over angrily, and a set of combination punches hit its soul body directly, and finally with a poof, the soul body burst.

"No......" The blood spirit's unwilling voice resounded in the room.

"Whew!" Zhao Yuesheng let out a long breath, a little excited in his heart, he actually killed a ghost, he never dreamed of it.

At this moment, suddenly his body was sucked by an invisible force and flew upside down.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, panting for breath.

"Are you alright?" Lu Yangming asked with a smile in front of the bed.

Zhao Yuesheng hurriedly sat up, "In my dream, that ghost was killed by me, is this true?"

"It's true, the blood spirit is in a dream, and whoever dies with it in the dream is really dead. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuesheng still broke out in a cold sweat, but he was quite excited to think that he had killed a ghost.