The female ghost was suspended in the air, and in her eyes, the golden light on Wang Zixuan, who was pure yang and had a Dao law protector, flashed with golden light, as if she was a golden armor god, and she was also afraid.

"Beauty, I know that you were locked by the head descender with a soul lock talisman, so you can't be reincarnated, I can help you regain your freedom!"

"The resentment on your body is too heavy, and it can only be eliminated by looking for revenge from the head descender!

No one likes to be enslaved and controlled, the head descender uses evil methods to enslave ghosts and do evil, so that most of the ghosts are full of resentment towards the head descender, and they will retaliate when they find an opportunity, Wang Zixuan took advantage of the situation.

If the head descender wants to lay down the "evil fire array", he must put soul-fixing items on the body of the deceased when he is about to die, most of them are soul-fixing needles or soul-fixing talismans, and of course, there is also a soul-locking talisman.

After using the soul locking charm, the soul of the deceased will be locked in the corpse, and after 7749 days, the soul can leave the body, but at that time she already thinks that the corpse is her home, and can only circle around the corpse.

However, because she cannot be reincarnated, her resentment will continue to increase, and she will become a ghost who asks for her life all day long, and all the living people who pass by her surroundings are easily swept away by it or hooked by it.

The female ghost returned to the corpse and fell to the ground, and Wang Zixuan quickly removed the soul talisman.

Her phantom came out of her body again, and the anger on her body suddenly disappeared a lot, and she continued to circle her corpse excitedly.

Wang Zixuan hit the railroad while it was hot: "Beauty, I'll call someone, and you will remove traps and guide us in a while, eliminate the villain who harmed you, and I'll help you cross when you come back!"

The female ghost's eyes are only black and white, but Wang Zixuan's body is full of golden light, shining and dazzling, which increases his prestige, and she has a great impression of Wang Zixuan's approachable ghost, and she nods her head repeatedly.

Wang Zixuan came out of the psychiatric hospital building, Ren Darong was anxiously pacing back and forth, and when he saw Wang Zixuan coming out, he was immediately overjoyed.

He said indifferently: "Follow me to eradicate that evil way descender!"

"Settle down?" Seeing Wang Zixuan nodding, Ren Darong's face was happy.

The other six Flying Tiger members hurriedly followed behind Wang Zixuan and entered the building, and sure enough, they didn't hear any more strange sounds.

In Wang Zixuan's eyes, the female ghost was on the left half of the stairs, talking to a priest phantom, who looked at Wang Zixuan, smiled and nodded, and then disappeared.

Wang Zixuan communicates with the female ghost who opens the way in front of him through spiritism.

"Try to slow down as much as possible!" Wang Zixuan advised, and strode to the second floor.

When I came to the second floor, I saw a few newspapers on the ground in the corridor, and when I was informed by the female ghost, Wang Zixuan hurriedly stopped everyone: "Walk against the wall, don't step on the newspaper on the ground, it's poisonous, maggots, everyone be careful!"

"Poison descending, maggots!" Ren Darong's scalp was numb, and his heart was raised.

He had read the information within the police about poison falling to the bone maggots, which could suck blood and eat bones in an instant, making people shriveled all over the body, which was extremely terrifying.

The six Flying Tiger members listened to Ren Darong's introduction, their eyes were full of horror, there was such a terrifying thing in the world, they all redoubled their caution, followed Wang Zixuan's example, put on gas masks, and moved forward against the wall.

Wang Zixuan felt an itch on his buttocks, and Ren Darong actually learned to scratch it, but the six Flying Tigers behind him scratched it one by one.

The last member of the Flying Tiger team looked back, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the newspaper lifted a corner, and there were wriggling black maggots underneath, and he almost vomited when he saw it.

Having avoided more than a dozen terrifying traps along the way, Wang Zixuan was glad in his heart, if he hadn't rebelled against the female ghosts, he might have been planted in these descending traps.

And Ren Darong's seven people became more and more in awe of Wang Zixuan, such a terrible trap Master Wang can actually see through, he is worthy of being a well-known feng shui master in Xiangjiang, real materials!

Wang Zixuan walked forward slowly, and behind him, Ren Darong and the seven people twisted their hands and heels behind them, neatly and uniformly.

Following the female ghost to a ward, a group of unjust ghosts wandered around the door, as if they were afraid of what was inside, Wang Zixuan asked the female ghost to take the unjust souls away.

He gestured, signaled Ren Darong and the others to silence, listened attentively, the heavy gasping sound of "uh-uh" in the door, Wang Zixuan looked at it intently, and the anger was rolling, and it was really inside.

Wang Zixuan took out a piece of paper and wrote a plan of action on it, and he couldn't speak, otherwise he might be detected.

He didn't dare to be careless, the other party was a terrifying descending trap all the way, and it was strange that there was no backhand in the hiding place.

According to Wang Zixuan's instructions, all seven of Ren Darong took out two grenades, and after a while, one of the team members raised their feet and kicked open the door, pulled the grenade plug open, and threw it in two seconds later.

Seven people are fourteen grenades, thrown into the ward.

The head descender was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly noticed the breath of the living, and his head flew up strangely, wanting to go out to check.

Suddenly, a black dot went from far to near, and the flying head's white one-eyed eyes instantly widened, and they quickly resisted, trying to block all the grenades back.

His flying head may be able to carry it, but his real body will definitely not be able to carry it.

As soon as the terrifying flying head flew over, the grenade exploded, and the fire wave mixed with shampnel instantly engulfed the bodies of the flying head and the head descender.

Loud explosions!

Police Commissioner Raymond hurriedly leaned on the car window to watch, and the second floor of the mental hospital was spewing fire, billowing black smoke.

"Keep throwing, don't stop!" shouted Wang Zixuan, who was wearing a gas mask.

It was Wang Zixuan! The terrifying flying head of the head descending master rushed out of the firelight, and the skin on his face fell off, he heard Wang Zixuan's voice, and roared angrily to kill it, but when he saw it, he threw in the grenade again, and hurriedly flew back to block it to protect his body.

Below the high street, a large group of reporters with long guns and short guns, trying to do an interview, were stopped by uniformed policemen armed with shields.

In the police car with license plate No. 1, Commissioner of Police Raymond and Superintendent of Hong Kong Island both looked at the psychiatric hospital filled with gunsmoke.

All the grenades were lost, there was no movement in the room, and when the smoke was almost gone, the Flying Tigers wearing gas masks covered each other's heads to explore the way to make sure it was safe before Wang Zixuan walked in.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, there were four beds in the room, and a tin filing cabinet against the wall behind it.

The headless body of the head descender had been blown in two, his flesh and blood were blurred, his clothes were tattered, and he could vaguely be seen to be covered in strange rune tattoos.

The skull was about to become a skull, trembling slightly, Wang Zixuan glanced over, and Ren Darong waved his hand.

The six members of the Flying Tigers raised their guns at the same time and aimed at the heart of the head-lowering division, and immediately the gunfire was loud, the gunfire was shining, the bullet casings were flying, and the bullets were shooting at the head-lowering division.

As long as the heart is destroyed, the head descender will die!

All the bullets were gone, the head on the ground did not move, Ren Dahua was overjoyed, and finally eradicated this demon, the team members high-fived each other, and they all exhaled.

Wang Zixuan was shocked when he saw it, and the evil qi surrounding the flying head did not decrease but increased, and the blood mist overflowed...... Is this a sign of a breakthrough?

He suddenly realized, his heart was pounding, what a cunning head lowerer, this body is not his, but the dead head descender, no wonder no body was found in the eternal cemetery, he was used as a camouflage stand-in, and he also deceived the female ghosts.

Wouldn't hope that Qi Technique might really be hidden, Wang Zixuan suddenly looked at the iron filing cabinet in the corner of the ward.