The ghost fog in the ghost fog saw that the duty room was blocked, and he couldn't get out no matter what, but fortunately, the ghost fog that was rolling in the demonic energy was dispersed, and he appeared in the duty room, with disgusting long hair like a mop, I don't know if it was the clothes from hundreds of years ago or the rotten clothes before death, draped on the body of the rotten face ghost, a rotten face that couldn't be rotten anymore, and his eyes were extremely vicious staring at Lin Yumai. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the duty room, the lights flickered on and off, and there was always a burst of yin qi that seemed to be blowing through, Lin Yumai's eyes were like electricity, and the peach wood sword in his hand had turned into a green sword, making a trembling sound in the real yin wind.

"I don't care what hatred or grudge you have in front of you, if you do something wrong, you will have to go to hell!" Lin Yumai scolded coldly.

The grim-faced ghost howled and roared viciously, as if to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart, and his vicious eyes seemed to spew out the flames of hatred.

Lin Yumai doesn't talk nonsense, people and ghosts can't make sense, he is going to do the right thing for heaven today and accept this powerful ghost.

The Qing Ying Sword burst out with dazzling blue light, and as Lin Yumai's mind moved, he pinched his handprint, and the green lightning flashed on the sword body, pointing at the rotten face ghost.

The power of the rotten face ghost is very strong, and I saw his rotten mouth open hideously, spewing out a stream of long black hair, like a black python spewing out of its mouth, colliding with the Qing Ying Flying Sword, and it was difficult to win or lose for a while.

Lin Yumai's forehead was covered with fine sweat, the power of his disgusting hair was really strong, and the flying sword he controlled was actually defeated.

What made Lin Yumai most depressed was that the long hair of the rotten face ghost could also be divided into dozens of long whips, and the whipping on the Qing Ying Sword made a sonorous sound, and even the sharpness of the Qing Ying Sword was difficult to cut off the long black and disgusting hair.

The tables and chairs in the monitoring room were all shattered by the powerful force, and the glass of the windows was shattered, only the Qiankun bowl blocked the windows and emitted a red light, preventing the evil spirits from flying away.

Outside the empty venue, Wu Lei gasped, looking at the powerful ghosts he met this time in disbelief, Lin Yumai could easily subdue the ghosts in the past, but this time he fought for so long without killing the ghosts, looking at the duty room where terrifying sounds kept coming, Wu Lei gradually became worried.

"Old man, you should wake up, if you don't wake up, my brother Mai won't be able to hold on. Wu Lei patted the old man's cheek and kept shouting.

The old man Bai was unconscious, his body was full of black gas like a small snake, and the yin poison had begun to invade his internal organs, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he shouted.

Wu Lei was already anxious, seeing that the old man had been in a coma and couldn't find any way, suddenly he remembered what his grandfather had said, boy urine can drive away evil spirits!

"Yes, Lao Tzu is as guarded as jade, resisting all kinds of temptations, in order to keep the body of a child, and cheapen you old guy. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Lei immediately untied his trouser belt, took out the murder weapon, and poured the boy's urine on the old man's body, not to mention, the black gas on the old man's body gradually dissipated, and his blue-black face gradually became ruddy, and it didn't take long for the old man Bai to wake up.

"Old man, if you don't want everyone to die here, just tell me what you know!" Wu Lei said anxiously.

The old man looked at the duty room where there was a constant howl, and lamented in a low voice: "Alas, this is all fate, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly!"

"Don't be emotional, tell me quickly, so that you can prescribe the right medicine, this ghost's hatred is too heavy, it can't be killed!" Wu Lei said.

Old man Bai looked at the duty room, and saw that Dao Xuanguang came out from time to time inside, and knew that this time he had met a powerful person, and he could clean up the ghosts.

"Okay, come with me somewhere!"

"Quick, quick!"

……

"Whoosh !!"

A few black hairs like pythons shot out, Lin Yumai was covered in cold sweat, and quickly rolled to the side, just dodging, a ghost hair came out of the ground, and immediately tied his feet. After struggling several times, he couldn't move for half a minute.

"Close!"

Lin Yumai drank lightly, chanted a spell, and the Qing Ying Sword flew back into his hand, and he slashed towards his feet violently, and the disgusting ghost hair was immediately cut off, and the broken hair wriggled strangely on the ground like an insect, which made people feel cold.

He just wanted to pull away, but the ground under his feet strangely grew countless strands of black snake-like hair again, fixed his feet to the ground again, and then a few strands of ghost hair flew out of the dark room again and tied them to Lin Yumai's waist and hands.

"Flame Spell!!"

The blood turned into a raging fire, burning Lin Yumai into a burning man, and the hair tied to it was burned to ashes.

Seeing that the hair was useless to Lin Yumai, the rotten ghost suddenly pulled out the hair on his head, and turned into a black ghost hair cone, and in an instant, more than a dozen ghost hair cones appeared in mid-air, and the ghost roared, and more than a dozen sharp ghost hair flew like spears, shooting directly at Lin Yumai.

Seeing this, Lin Yumai's face changed slightly, he took out a pot of sake from his pocket, bit the corner of his mouth again, and poured a pot of soju into his mouth.

The fire was not to be underestimated, and with the addition of soju dyed on the ghost hair, more than a dozen ghost hair sharp cones flying in mid-air were instantly burned into black charcoal.

Seeing that Lin Yumai was so fierce, the rotten ghost kept roaring, not attacking Lin Yumai with ghost hair, but once again turned into a cloud of black mist and rushed towards Lin Yumai, knocking him against the wall at once.

The ghost howl, the foul smell of the ghost, made Lin Yumai almost unable to breathe, the sharp claws of the ghost tore his chest on Lin Yumai's chest, the blood marks of the ghost claws on the wound were shocking, and the painful Lin Yumai grinned and broke out in a cold sweat.

Lin Yumai saw that the fierce ghost was close to him, and he couldn't shake it off, so he quickly recited the Yan Ying Mantra, and let his whole body ignite the dark fire, which forced the rotten face ghost to retreat.

"I'll wipe it!" Lin Yumai scolded, looking down at the blood marks of the ghost claws on his chest, all of them were bursting with poisonous blood, and the flesh and blood were about to turn black.

The little ghost is difficult to deal with, and the evil ghost is difficult to die, Lin Yumai finally realized that after exhausting the tricks he has learned, he still hasn't solved this rotten ghost.

If you continue to stalemate like this, when the yin poison invades the internal organs, he will only die in the end.

But if he wants to escape, I'm afraid he will never have a chance to subdue this terrible ghost again, and I don't know how many innocent people will be harmed.

Lin Yumai is difficult to ride a tiger, neither is he entering, nor is his legs, the power of the rotten face ghost is beyond his imagination, it is really difficult to deal with, and he can only blame himself for not learning well, and he has wasted the ghost hunting technique for too long.

"Yumai, come on!"

At this time, Wu Lei's voice came from outside the window, and then something flew from the position of the window and fell to the ground, Lin Yumai didn't see it clearly, turned over and quickly picked it up.

"Comb ...... Comb?" Lin Yumai paused after seeing the things in his hand.