A large number of blue-clothed ghosts pounced on Huang Xiaolong as if they were crazy. Their speed was as fast as lightning, and they seemed to want to rush over Huang Xiaolong's body and bite off a few pieces of Huang Xiaolong's flesh.

said that it was too late, but Huang Xiaolong waved his hand casually, and the Thousand Soul Banner was directly sacrificed!

Rumble~~~~!!!!

The terrifying yin qi directly diffused and filled the entire vegetable market!

The black mist rolled, and countless grimaces emerged, and one after another black mist condensed into ghost hands in an instant, grabbing those blue-clothed ghosts and dragging them in.

"Ah~~!ah~~~!"

A terrible ghost howl came out from the Thousand Soul Banners, making people feel creepy.

"Hahahaha~~ After refining these blue-clothed ghosts, my Thousand Soul Banner will be more powerful, not bad~~ Hehe, thank you. Huang Xiaolong put away the Thousand Soul Banner and grinned at the executioner.

Seeing this, the executioner roared in anger, "You... You... Damn! Little Taoist! This seat will cut you to death! Cut off your head!"

Shout~~~~~!

The executioner's ghost body flashed, as if teleporting, and swept in front of Huang Xiaolong, the ghost head knife in his hand turned into a bloody light, and directly slashed at Huang Xiaolong's great head.

In the sword light, tens of thousands of bloody human heads swarmed out, crying in sorrow, crying ghosts and gods, and yin blood flew out, covering the sky and the sun.

Moreover, the bloody aura contained in this knife is simply devastating.

Perhaps, the executioner is just a stronger purple-clothed ghost, this is not a big deal, but its ghost head knife is a very powerful magic weapon, and the evil spirit contained in the knife makes even the ghost king have to retreat!

This attack was too fast, faster than ordinary people think.

A knife has just been cut, that is, Qingqing can react in time.

Huang Xiaolong stood lightly, not even retreating at all, the smile on his face was very tranquil.

However, in Huang Xiaolong's mouth, he quickly and silently recited a spell.

Keng~~~~!!!

A knife slashed at Huang Xiaolong's neck.

At this time, the wind and cold smoke, Meng Jingling, and Ming Kuan, almost shouted in unison. "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell.

Burst~~~~!!!!

The ugly ghost head of the executioner was cut off at once, and the yin blood was simmering, and soon, a large cloud of scarlet blood enveloped it.

Huang Xiaolong didn't have any.

Sneer~~Sneer~~~Sneer~~Sneer~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The executioner's ghost body was constantly corroded by the bloody aura.

"Ah~~!Why~~Ah... It hurts~~ My head ...... My head ......"

The executioner's head, which had fallen to the side, had its mouth wide open, and it was spitting out yin blood and screaming in terror.

"Ah~giggle~!Childe!It's that 'damage transfer' again, it's too powerful!You're so powerful!This guy, on your trick, you've suffered two losses in a row, it's really stupid!" Qingqing applauded.

"I'll just say, it's not you who are powerful, after all, you haven't reached the realm of the ghost king. Your reliance is nothing more than this knife. And you can't afford to take a knife yourself... Hahahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong smiled happily. "You've cut off your head all your life, and you're also cutting off your head when you're dead, and today I'll let you taste what it's like to be beheaded!"

Feng Hanyan muttered on the side, "Xiaolong, you're too risky! How can you use your head to block this knife, it's not worth it! If something happens to you, you call me... What should I do?"

Huang Xiaolong also smiled.

Have an accident?

Even if he didn't use the 'Damage Transfer' move, Huang Xiaolong could easily carry it down.

It's a god after all!

At this moment, the executioner's headless ghost body fell to the ground with a bang, and it clawed at its hands, trying to grab its own head back and put it on.

Huang Xiaolong impatiently unleashed a samadhi divine fire, and in an instant, the executioner's head and ghost body were burned to ashes.

Huang Xiaolong picked up the Ghost Head Knife on the ground, drew a few talismans on it, arranged it into a formation, and then said to Meng Jingling. "Jing Ling, you drop a drop of blood at the eye of this formation. ”

Meng Jingling did as she was told.

After dripping blood, the ghost head knife turned into a streamer of light and merged into Meng Jingling's body.

"Well, Jing Ling, this can be regarded as a welcome gift from Master. Master, I have already refined this ghost-headed knife into a more perfect magic weapon, which has been recognized by you with blood, and has become a part of your body, which can be used as an arm. Huang Xiaolong smiled. "The quality of this ghost head knife is very good. ”

"Thank you, Master. Meng Jingling probably also knew the power of this ghost head knife, and thanked him happily.

"Cut~~ Childe, you are so partial, as soon as you come up, you will send such a good gift to your apprentice, and I will also be your apprentice. Qingqing said coquettishly.

At this time, the executioner and a group of blue-clothed ghosts were all wiped out, and the remaining ghosts gathered at the entrance of the vegetable market were relatively weak, and they had already mourned all over the wilderness, crying and screaming, one by one, holding their heads and running away, Huang Xiaolong did not pay attention to these little miscellaneous fish.

Afterwards, Huang Xiaolong recited a Buddhist scripture and purified the evil qi and ghost qi on the thousands of people who knelt in the execution ground, allowing them to return to normal.

Huang Xiaolong took Ming Kuan and the others back to the hotel.

In a hotel suite.

"Master, these evil ghosts in Zhejiang City have been solved by you, and the next step is that we should go to Shanghai. "Ming Kuan respects Huang Xiaolong like a god.

"Tomorrow I will get up and go to Shanghai. Huang Xiaolong smiled. "However, let's plan well when we go to Shanghai this time. ”

As soon as Huang Xiaolong said this, Ming Kuan and the others all held their breath and listened with their ears pricked up.

"Listen, let's sneak into the Shanghai market as a 'ghost'. Then blend in with those ghosts who are in the meeting, and go to this Ten Thousand Ghosts Conference in a grand manner, isn't it fun?hahahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong suddenly became playful. "I'm going to take a good look at what they're doing from start to finish. ”

"It's fun!Childe, it's fun like this!" Qingqing was the first to clap in agreement.

"Uh... Guru... We... How can we successfully pretend to be ghosts?" Ming Kuan said in shock. "You know, the ghosts who go to Shanghai for a meeting are all amazing, such as the ghost king of Yizhen monk... We... If we find out, then... That... Hey... That's not going to be fun. ”

To be reasonable, the ghosts who can go to Shanghai for a meeting are all big ghosts, powerful ghosts, evil ghosts, and ghost kings who are in trouble, and there are huge numbers.

It's quite difficult to get in without being noticed.

After all, the Ghost King is not so easy to fool.

"Hahaha~~ This one is very simple. Don't worry. All in all, such a pleasant decision!" Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. "Okay, let's go rest, early tomorrow morning, let's go to Shanghai! This time, it's definitely the most fun!"

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(End of chapter)