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Without stopping, Zhang Xiaoman took out a spirit talisman from his waist bag, and looked around vigilantly.

On weekdays, it is often six o'clock in the evening when he passes by this place, and the sky is not completely dark, and the power of the ghost here has not increased much, and his cultivation at that time is too low, which is really unsightly for the ghost thing that he can't see in his forty years of Taoism now.

But now it's different, his cultivation has improved for fifteen years, and there are still some merits in his body that have not been fully transformed, and now he is a very delicious dish for cultivating powerful ghost things.

He knew that as long as he was tempered by the unique ghost cultivation method, the powerful ghost thing could easily drain the Dao on his body and keep it for himself.

Everything can't be done without him, only after passing through this alley, he can go home, and there are magic weapons arranged by his grandfather at home, which can basically be said to be truly safe.

Zhang Xiaoman gently picked up a corner of the alley, holding the spirit talisman in his hand and faintly wandering around, his eyes fell into the depths of the alley.

Although it was not yet completely dark, there was no light in the depths of the alley.

It was eerily quiet, there were no pedestrians, no means of transportation, not even the slightest sound of wind.

"Looks like there's nothing left today." Zhang Xiaoman pondered in his heart, took a step forward, and took the opportunity to cross the alley.

Zhang Xiaoman had just taken a step, and even at the moment when he was at the mouth of the alley of Beicheng Lane, the sky and the earth changed color!

The alley where Gu Bo was not frightened suddenly hung up with a black wind, fast and fierce, Zhang Xiaoman's eyes could not be opened, this black wind was full of evil and yin energy, making Zhang Xiaoman feel like falling into an ice cellar.

The body involuntarily retreated under this black wind, and the spirit rune under his hand flashed a little golden light.

"This is dead air?! How many people have to die to have such a strong dead air! Zhang Xiaoman's heart jumped suddenly, and a coolness surged from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, and a trace of ominousness quietly rose in his heart.

"Am I sorry for myself if I don't bite such a piece of fat?" There was a strange laugh, and the yin wind pierced Zhang Xiaoman's neck, and the voice sounded strangely behind Zhang Xiaoman's head.

"Bold ghost! Six Ding Liujia, twelve heavens, Ding You appeared! Zhang Xiaoman's whole body was so cold that he didn't even find out when this ghost thing came close to him.

Zhang Xiaoman reacted quickly, his body turned sideways, and the spirit rune in his hand was activated instantly, and the spirit rune brilliance was scattered, bringing a little light to the surrounding darkness.

"Ding You, the god general, Zang Wengong!"

In the dark, a voice sounded in the air, and a cloud of golden light quickly poured out on the surface of Zhang Xiaoman's body, Zhang Xiaoman instantly felt that his strength was more than dozens of times greater, and both the Dao and Visual Realms began to improve rapidly.

"Fifty years, seventy years, ninety years ......." soon Zhang Xiaoman's Taoism has broken through the threshold of 100 years.

The pupils exuded a faint brilliance under the blessing of the century-old Taoism, and at this moment, in Zhang Xiaoman's eyes, the alley in front of him was changing rapidly.

The whole long alley was strangely twisted, and the surrounding walls began to ooze red blood, and the long and dark alley emitted a strange red light, and it was no longer like before, and it was impossible to see the bottom at a glance.

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes flashed with golden light, staring at the sky above the alley, and the afterglow swept across the entire alley, and the entire alley was instantly seen thoroughly.

"Five powerful ghosts who have been practicing for a hundred years or so?" Zhang Xiaoman shuddered, the four ghosts were floating above the alley at the moment, and as for the other one, he was now beside him, sticking out his tongue and looking at him with a cruel smile.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman's face became ugly, no wonder he couldn't find the traces of these ghosts all along, earlier on, he only had about 25 years of Taoism, how could he peek at the powerful ghosts of a hundred years of Taoism?

"Withdraw!" Zhang Xiaoman's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the hundred-year-old road line instantly turned into internal force, and the whole person showed a thunderous trend, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball.

If the situation is not good, run when you see the situation.

He is not stupid, the five hundred-year-old ghost things in front of him are obviously above him, although with the blessing of the Ding You god general Zang Wengong in the Liuding Liujia mantra, the Tao can reach a hundred years, and even mobilize the spiritual skills of some gods, but it is not the opponent of the five hundred-year-old ghosts.

The rich death qi that has just emerged shows that these ghost things are definitely not ordinary ghost things, and it is very likely that they are ghost cultivators who have mastered the ghost law.

Such ghost cultivators often have evil methods, and can lead evil into the soul, which is quite difficult to deal with, if he deals with one, it is still possible in his current state, and there is basically no hope for one against five.

Even if it's one-on-one, the risk is not small, there is a time limit for the possession of the gods, generally speaking, it can only last about 20 minutes, if it can't be won within 20 minutes, then you can't even run away!

"Kid, kid, it's rare to send it to the door, don't run away, Taoist true cultivation, forty years of Taoism, you don't know how much you can increase your cultivation after eating."

The ghost behind Zhang Xiaoman was quietly suspended in the air, surrounded by black dead air, his expression was not very clear, and he turned around and fled in the face of Zhang Xiaoman, did not chase after him, and muttered softly in his mouth.

While the ghost thing was muttering, the other four ghost things floating above the alley all leaked different degrees of sneering, did not interject, and looked at everything meaningfully.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoman can no longer see everything that happens behind him, the internal qi condensed by the hundred-year-old Taoism is extremely powerful, and now Zhang Xiaoman is like a top master in martial arts novels, as light as a swallow, flying eaves and walking on walls, and running faster than the world champion.

The scenery on both sides regressed in Zhang Xiaoman's eyes, and soon Zhang Xiaoman ran away.

"These ghosts have accumulated so much dead energy, and I don't know how many innocent people have been harmed, if I cultivate one day, I will definitely let the souls of these ghosts fly away!"

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes were cold, no wonder this Beicheng Lane would become a no-man's land, presumably these ghosts have harmed many people, making this area a famous murderous mansion.

"Boy, I'm afraid you won't have this chance, boy, because you're going to die here today."

A weird and familiar laugh sounded in front of Zhang Xiaoman, Zhang Xiaoman's whole body shuddered involuntarily, he didn't know when, he returned to Beicheng Lane!

Above the alley, four floating ghosts stared coldly below, and the ghost thing standing behind him before was in front of him, and the grim smile on its face could be faintly seen through the black mist.