The red robe blew with the sound of hunting.

"Believe it or not, I can make you go up in smoke in my hands!" As he spoke, the strength of the powerful ghost Xiaofeng's hand continued to increase.

Ling Wuyi's brows furrowed, and she raised her hand to release the water arrow.

As if she seemed to see Ling Wuyi's thoughts, two clouds of black qi directly restrained her hands, making her unable to move.

Just when Ling Wuyi thought that he was really going to be strangled to death by the powerful ghost Xiaofeng, a rune paper with flames struck over. made the powerful ghost Xiaofeng scream, and had to pinch Ling Wuyi's neck.

Ling Wuyi fell to the ground, was caught by Meng Fusheng, pinched a hand and waved it on Ling Wuyi's hand, and the black qi that restrained her disappeared.

"Stay good!" After glancing at Ling Wuyi with a little concern, Meng Fusheng took the peachwood sword and headed towards the powerful ghost Xiaofeng.

Ling Wuyi raised her hand and rubbed her neck, for a moment, Ling Wuyi really thought that her neck was going to be broken by the powerful ghost Xiaofeng in the next moment!

This kind of taste, Ling Wuyi really doesn't want to feel it again!

I didn't expect this powerful ghost Xiaofeng to be so powerful, no wonder even Meng Fusheng was not sure that he could be subdued!

Looking at the red and white figures intertwined in mid-air, the fast Ling Wuyi's eyes were spent, but he didn't dare to look away.

Because he knew the strength of the powerful ghost Xiaofeng, Ling Wuyi was very worried that Meng Fusheng would not be able to defeat the powerful ghost, and then he would be injured.

The golden light and the black resentment compete, and from time to time you suppress me, and I suppress you.

Suddenly, ten female ghost puppets appeared out of nowhere, and Meng Fusheng, who was forced to the ground, stopped them again.

A cloud of black resentment rushed towards Meng Fusheng's back, the head of the black qi was in the shape of a skull, and the moment it reached Meng Fusheng's back, it opened its hideous mouth and invaded his body.

The word 'careful' was still in his throat, and Meng Fusheng had already spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Wuyi took advantage of the opportunity of the fierce ghost Xiaofeng's negligence to take precautions, and sent out two water arrows again, the target was still aimed directly at his eyes.

Gu Bu wiped off the corners of his mouth and saw Ling Wuyi release water arrows, Meng Fusheng also took out a piece of rune paper and wiped it on the peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword flashed with fire.

His eyes froze, and he stabbed towards the powerful ghost Xiaofeng-

One qiē is just a few breaths of time, and the water arrow and the peachwood sword seem to be the same time and the same speed.

The two attacks can only be blocked by one, and in order to prevent himself from being blinded, the powerful ghost Xiaofeng chose to block two water arrows.

The moment he succeeded in stopping the water arrow, the peachwood sword pierced his body.

The power of the peachwood sword this time is more than ten or eight times stronger than those heavenly masters who only have triangular cat kung fu to act as heavenly masters!

So just this sword almost hurt the ghost Xiaofeng!

In order to avoid the fierce ghost Xiaofeng's counterattack, Meng Fusheng first poured the prepared pure black dog blood on the fierce ghost's body, and then quickly retreated.

The ghost began to let out a shrill and terrifying scream, one louder and louder.

took out dozens of rune papers from the Qiankun bag and swung them at the ghost, and the rune papers surrounded him in a circle in order.

As Meng Fusheng kept spitting out the mantra in his mouth, the golden light emitted by the rune paper became more and more vigorous!

In order to prevent those female ghost puppets who had not yet been subdued from disrupting Meng Fusheng, Ling Wuyi began to continuously release water arrows to attack those female ghosts.

Because the first four water arrows were her strongest abilities, and the next ones were of course getting weaker and weaker. So those female ghosts were just barely stopped by her.

And the powerful ghost Xiao Feng over there seemed to be a last fight, he roared, his flesh and blood bloomed, and his body continued to enlarge at least two or three times.

He glared at Meng Fusheng below, his eyes the size of an adult's fist glaring at him fiercely.

"Roar - I'm going to kill you!" The powerful ghost Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and pulled it, and a tree next to him was uprooted.

waved the tree towards Meng Fusheng, and Meng Fusheng flew up and dodged.

The ghost was even more angry, clenched his hands into fists, and then punched Meng Fusheng with a fist wrapped in resentment.

Meng Fusheng dodged sideways, but his shoulder was still grazed with resentment.

With a muffled snort, he took out five talisman covers from the Qiankun bag and covered the powerful ghost Xiaofeng.

At the moment when Ling Wuyi's ability was overdrawn, when those female ghost puppets struggled to get close to Meng Fusheng, Meng Fusheng finally released a piece of talisman paper to collect ghosts, turning the roaring ghost Xiao Feng into a ball, and then put it into the jade gourd.

When the powerful ghost Xiao Feng was successfully subdued, the yin wind that was raging everywhere and the black resentment hovering over the palace disappeared in an instant.

The stars in the sky flashed out, and it was peaceful.

Ling Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed her saliva, and calmed her messy breath.

The female ghost puppet that has lost its containment has no goal without guidance, and even less energy.

After subduing the dying female ghost puppets, Meng Fusheng spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground.

Ling Wuyi was startled, and hurriedly ran over to call him: "Fusheng?!" Whisk?! Wake up—"

Meng Fusheng, who couldn't wake up, carried him back to the guest room, Ling Wuyi checked his pulse, and found that his pulse was very messy, and his heart pulse was even weaker!

Her brows furrowed tightly, she didn't expect Meng Fusheng to be so seriously injured!

Stamping her foot, Ling Wuyi turned around and quickly passed from one side of the wall to the other.

"Qi Jun! Is there a pharmacy in the palace?! She rushed to the bed, materialized herself, and tore off the quilt that was wrapped around her head on the bed.

Qi Jun jumped up directly from the bed in fright, and held the rune paper in his hand tightly: "Who?" Be...... Who is it?! ”

"It's me, Ling Wuyi! I ask you if there is a pharmacy in this palace! I'm in a hurry! Ling Wuyi grabbed Qi Jun's collar and said quickly.

"Fairy Ling?! That, the ghost was subdued? ”

"Yes! Accepted! Qi Jun, if you don't answer my question again, I'll take you into custody together, believe it or not! ”

Qi Jun hurriedly sighed a few times and got up from the bed: "There is a pharmacy, is anyone injured?" ”

Ling Wuyi snorted: "Fu Sheng is injured." ”

Hearing that Meng Fusheng was injured, Qi Jun didn't dare to slow down anymore, lit the lantern and walked outside the room: "Fairy Ling, come with me, I'll take you to the pharmacy!" ”

Royal Pharmacy.

Ling Wuyi grabbed the medicine in the pharmacy, and Qi Jun went to inform King Rong that the ghost had been subdued.

Although it was the middle of the night at this time, everyone in King Rong's Mansion was so worried that they didn't dare to sleep, and they couldn't sleep.

When you know that the ghost has been subdued,