The simple barrier formed by the enchantment charm will not work, so can you trap this little ghost by using the enchantment charm to set up a magic circle?

While thinking secretly, Ming Chuan took out a few more enchantment talismans from his pocket. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without waiting for him to make any moves, Gao Shanjing reminded with a smile on the side: "It will not be effective for you to use the enchantment talisman to deal with this black mist without ghostly energy. ”

Ming Chuan's movements paused, and then asked with some confusion, "What did you say?"

"I said, the enchantment charm ...... this black mist" Takayama Jinggang wanted to repeat, but was interrupted by Mingchuan.

"Black mist?" Ming Chuan frowned and turned his head, looking at Gao Shanjing with a puzzled expression.

Gao Shanjing was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted to what was going on: "It seems that in your eyes, this black mist is a different kind of appearance. ”

Ming Chuan shifted his gaze to the little ghost.

The little ghost is still the same as when he first saw it, except for the strange eyes, he is as thin as a stunted ordinary child, wearing fat and ill-fitting clothes, dirty and unable to see the color.

But in Gao Shanjing's eyes, this kid is obviously not like this.

"Cut, since I can't figure out the reason for this, I can only grasp it first. Ming Chuan half-squinted, looked at the little ghost in front of him coldly, and at the same time stretched out the arm holding Jingling and lifted Jingling in front of the little ghost.

The little imp was slightly stunned, took two steps back, and retreated to the edge of the well.

It seems that the net bell is effective against this little ghost.

Seeing this, Mingchuan was slightly settled in his heart, and said to Gao Shanjing: "Borrow your red for use." ”

Gao Shanjing nodded generously when he heard this, and said to Ming Chuan with a smile: "No problem." ”

After getting Gao Shanjing's answer, Mingchuan didn't hesitate anymore and shook the net bell in his hand.

When the bell rang, there seemed to be a layer of ripples in the air, and the waves generally radiated outward quickly with the net bell as the center.

The little ghost's body shook under the attack of the bell, and his whole body seemed to be loose, and a few wisps of black gas floated out.

Ming Chuan knew that the attack was effective, so he simply took out the rune paper, quickly laid a simple spirit gathering rune array that could strengthen the effectiveness of the net bell under his feet, stood in the center of the rune array, and shook the bell in his hand again.

This time the ringtone sounded the same as before, but it felt more crisp and pure, and even the air around it seemed to be purified by the ringtone, becoming clean and pure.

The imp's face suddenly distorted, as if he was in great pain, but he didn't make any sound.

The aftermath of the bell had not yet stopped, and the afterglow of the sound was still echoing in the air, but the little ghost suddenly took a step back, his legs formed a lunge, and then he suddenly exerted his strength and rushed towards Mingchuan.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan snorted coldly, raised his hand, and threw three pieces of rune paper towards the front of the little ghost, and at the same time shook the net bell, and the rune paper exploded in front of the little ghost.

The three runes appear as a triangle in mid-air, with the top facing the imp's face door, and one on the left and right near the ribs. The three runes exploded at the same time, although the range of the explosion was very small, it looked like three bursting fireworks, but it was difficult to dodge, especially the little imp was rushing ahead of the curve, it was even more impossible to dodge.

The smoke from the explosion blurred the imp's figure, and the impact was so violent that it had to stop.

Ming Chuan didn't give it a chance to breathe, and while quickly retreating, he threw the rune paper at the imp again, shaking the net bell at the same time.

There were three muffled "bang, bang, bang" sounds, and this time the explosion was wider, directly enveloping the entire body of the imp.

Takayama Jing saw that Mingchuan trapped the black mist (although it was a child in Mingchuan's eyes, but in Takayama Jing's eyes, it was just a black mist with the outline of a child), and immediately said to Jing Hong: "Catch it!"

When she heard the order, she immediately turned around and rushed into the smoke.

The barrier formed by the enchantment charm is ineffective, and Ming Chuan can only trap the little ghost temporarily, and he has to find another way to catch it.

If Shadow Lan is there, it only needs to roll its body to catch that little ghost. Now, the only way to accomplish this task is to rely on the red to complete this task.

The effect of Ming Chuan's attack was very significant, and it only took a moment to restrain the little ghost's movements. In normal times, Ying Lan hardly needed his instructions to know what to do, and the perennial cooperation and the contractual connection between the two made their cooperation very tacit.

Qing Hong's tacit understanding in this regard is obviously not as good as Ying Lan, although the action is fast, it is still a moment late.

By the time it burst into the smoke, the imp's form had already dispersed.

The thin black mist was mixed in a thick smoke, and Qin Hong floated in the middle blankly, looking left and right, not knowing how to start.

Due to the thick smoke, several people outside could not see what was going on.

After a while, Ming Chuan couldn't help frowning when he saw that the smoke hadn't cleared and that Qing Hong hadn't come out of it.

"Like, something isn't quite right. Ming Chuan half-squinted, clenched the net bell, and took a few steps forward.

"Jing Hong?" Gao Shanjing also felt that it had been a little long for Jing Hong to rush in, and shouted suspiciously.

Hearing Gao Shanjing's voice, Jing Hong flew out of it, floated in a circle in mid-air, and stopped at Gao Shanjing's side.

"What's going on? What about the little ghost?" Ming Chuan frowned.

Jing Hong tilted her neck blankly, raised her hand and pointed at the smoke, and said, "There." ”

Ming Chuan, Gao Shan Jing and Pan Shi looked in the direction pointed by Jing Hong at the same time, and the smoke from the explosion that Ming Chuan had created with the rune paper and Jing Ling just now was still floating in place, without the slightest sign of dissipation.

"It doesn't look natural. Gao Shanjing touched his chin and said with a smile.

"Hmm. Ming Chuan replied weakly.

Anyone with long eyes knows it's not natural.

The smoke and dust from the explosion showed no sign of dissipating at all, and still floated in mid-air to form a gray fog, so thick that it was impossible to see inside.

"What's going on?" Pan Shi could see the smoke, so he also felt puzzled.

"I don't know. Ming Chuan shook his head slightly, and continued, "I guess it was a good thing that the little ghost did." ”

The little ghost didn't come out of the smoke, and Qin Hong rushed in and didn't see it inside, did he let it run away again?

Because I can't feel the breath of that little ghost, if I let it run, it will be troublesome to find it again.

"Jing Hong, are you sure it's in there?" Gao Shanjing asked, turning his head to look at Jing Hong.

"I can't see it. Jing Hong's eyes as bright as roses were full of confusion, "But I shouldn't have run out." (To be continued.) )