"Stinky boy, with a strong tone, let you see the invincible methods of this master!"

Ba Song sneered again and again, and after speaking, he untied the porcelain jar from his waist, raised his hands flat, his face was full of piety, and his mouth was even more muttering.

A puff of black smoke visible to the naked eye was drawn from all directions, lingering around the porcelain jar, and the porcelain jar emitted a green inky light, and the lid on the porcelain jar vibrated with a titratic cry.

"The art of ghost control, those ghosts flew out of this jar. Ye Bing and Luo Dong saw Ba Song casting spells for the first time, and they couldn't help but scream.

They are also people who have seen the scene, but when they see this scene today, they still feel cold.

Ma Sali and the others looked at Ba Song even more reverently, and they almost knelt down and kowtowed.

"The art of raising ghosts?" Wang Zhuo showed a touch of coldness on his face.

Although there is only one word difference between the art of controlling ghosts and the art of raising ghosts, the two spells are very different.

The art of controlling ghosts, that is, the caster uses Taoism to control the yin soul, but most of these yin ghosts are lonely ghosts who travel abroad, and the really powerful yin souls are difficult for the caster to control, and they will be eaten by the yin spirit.

However, the art of raising ghosts is different, they torture people to death, causing great resentment among the unjust spirits, and then cast secret methods to control them, such yin spirits are very powerful, and they obey the orders of the caster.

It's just that this ghost raising technique is very cruel, and the hands of the ghost raiser must be full of blood.

Speaking of this, the hairs of the people next to him stood up, and the ghosts in Ba Song's hands were all people he tortured to death by all means.

Ba Song glanced at Wang Zhuo unexpectedly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a disdainful smile: "Boy, you know a lot, it seems that you don't read much in the Taoist temple, but I don't know how much skill you have." ”

"Come out!"

Ba Song suddenly shouted.

I saw that the lid of the porcelain jar "clang" flew high, the green light inside soared into the sky, and a black mist came out of it, he held two heads, a man and a woman, four arms, and the most creepy thing was that the two shared a body.

"Ghosts, demons!"

Ma Sali and the others swallowed their saliva, their bodies trembled, and their expressions were terrified.

The expressions of Ye Bing and Luo Dong were not much better, as pale as paper.

"Bang bang bang!"

Luo Dong even pulled out his pistol, and almost without any hesitation, fired several shots at this ghost, but these bullets hit the other party, and only a ripple appeared on the opponent's body, and there was no injury.

"Fool, if the bullet is useful to the Yin Soul I raised, then how can this master stand on his feet. Ba Song sneered and looked at Luo Dong with disdain.

"What to do, this damn demon!"

Ye Bing looked at the invulnerable Yin Soul and looked at Wang Zhuo with a helpless expression.

In her heart, she always felt that she had brought Wang Zhuo into danger, and now that she was facing life and death, she was very self-blaming in her heart.

"Sure enough, he is ruthless, he uses Taoism to kill you, and he does the right thing for heaven, which is not a violation of the door rules. Wang Zhuo's face was serious, and his voice was even more neutral.

Luo Dong wanted to persuade Wang Zhuo, but he didn't know how to speak.

Originally, I thought that Wang Zhuo would be a master if he could take out that magical talisman, but when he learned that the talisman was only obtained by Wang Zhuo in the Taoist Temple of Longhu Mountain, he was faintly disappointed in his heart, and now it has become a burst of despair.

The thought of being able to be controlled by this disgusting and terrifying thing will be over at that time.

"Stinky boy, look at my cultivation, how is it better than the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain?"

Ba Song looked at Wang Zhuo proudly, and the high-level leaders of the Horse Gang also chuckled.

Wang Zhuo shook his head and said, "I said, you sit in a well and watch the sky, and you are trying to compare it with a Taoist holy place like Longhu Mountain, hehe......"

"Boy, death is on the verge of death, and he is still hard-mouthed!" Ba Song was furious, and now he must let this kid suffer the most terrifying death in the world.

He slammed the law decision, the yin wind roared on his body, and the hideous and terrifying yin spirit let out a fierce roar, and slammed towards Wang Zhuo.

Seeing the Yin Ghost killing Wang Zhuo, Ye Bing's heart couldn't help but rise to her throat and eyes, and she closed her eyes in pain.

Surely death!

Luo Dong was very helpless and desperate, in the face of such a terrifying Ba Song, no one could save Wang Zhuo.

The faces of Mashali and the others showed a look of excitement, as if they were about to see the terrible appearance of that kid being eaten by evil spirits soon.

"It's true that death is on the verge of death, but you're using the wrong person!"

Wang Zhuo suddenly sneered.

While laughing, he made a seal: "Sideways, vicious methods, Ba Song, don't you look down on Longhu Mountain? Today I will let you see the true supreme mastery of Longhu Mountain." ”

Wang Zhuo's seal fell to the ground, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he pinched his sword finger and pointed to the sky.

"Thunder God Electric Saint, quickly descend to the supernatural power, follow me to slay the demon!

"Boom, boom!"

In vain, inside the villa, the thunder exploded, the electric snake swam, and the house was silvery white.

At this moment, Wang Zhuo's whole person is like a god, mighty and extraordinary!

Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Dao is peerless, the heavenly thunder has no intention, the world's most rigid and yang exercises, can be said to be the nemesis of all filthy things in the world, although Wang Zhuo has cultivated to the entry stage, but has been able to lead down the divine thunder, slash demons and eliminate demons!

"Crackling!"

At the moment when the thunder resounded, I saw that in the hall of the villa, the void was not satisfied with lightning, like a silver dragon slashing towards the ghost.

At this moment, the ghost let out a terrible scream, trying to quickly retrieve the inside of the porcelain jar, but was hit by a lightning bolt in mid-air, turning into ashes on the spot.

The five hearts of the heavenly thunder are decided, and the nemesis is a dirty ghost, which is an authentic immortal method, how can it be that a mere yin soul can escape?

"Ba Song, my secret of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, how!"

Wang Zhuolei pinched, and the thunder and lightning in the void converged in the air, facing Ba Song.

"Ah......h

Ba Song screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he sat on the ground suddenly, and the porcelain jar around his waist instantly shattered and turned into dust. The sky was thundering, and the silver was dense, and the entire villa hall had already become a mess.

"This, this...... How is that possible!"

Ba Song's eyes widened, and his words were not smooth, "Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master Dao, Supreme Thunder Law, who are you, you, who are you?"

"I am a heavenly master, and I should slay demons!"

Wang Zhuo took a step forward in vain, the thunder mark in his hand fell, and a heavenly thunder fell, slashing towards the top of Ba Song's head.

"Boom!"

Everyone only felt a sharp pain in the eardrums, Ba Song in front of him showed a shocked look in his eyes, his pupils shrank, the thunder fell, he didn't even scream, he only felt that he was being drunk in the head, the whole person convulsed on the ground, the skin was open, the whole body was charred, like charcoal, and he was desperate on the spot.

For a while, the entire villa hall was dead and silent!

Everyone looked at Wang Zhuo's eyes and was dumbfounded.