"Ladies and gentlemen, you are now seeing the live broadcast of Master Zhang Ling's ghost taming!"

Lu Mingxuan held the DV full of heavenly eye talismans and explained excitedly to Zhang Ling, who was standing in a huge prototype magic circle

"Wow, this circle is so spectacular!"

"This magic circle, this momentum, what is the name of Xiao Lu Lu's magic circle?"

Cang Song: "This is the Kuixing Demon Array, specially used to trap those extremely fierce demons, the circle outside your circle is all drawn according to the pattern of the stars, representing the power of the stars." ”

"And this layer inside is written by the inscription, which is a sacrifice to the heavens and gods, representing the power of words and spells."

After seeing the message sent by Cangsong Daoren, someone immediately asked: "Dao Chief, Dao Chief, does the innermost layer of rattan pattern represent the power of nature?" ”

Cang Song was silent for a while and said, "That's a decorative ......"

"Poof, hahaha, this face is smacked!"

"Wow, how long does it take to draw such a big circle!"

Yu Hengzi: "It takes about three hours to draw the magic circle with the skill of the ghost Taoist!" ”

"Three hours? I'll go, six hours! Go crazy! ”

"What about Master Zhang's skills?"

Xuanjizi: "At least half a day!" ”

Xuan Jizi's words caused an uproar in the live broadcast room, they didn't expect that Zhang Ling would need twice as long as the ghost Taoist to draw this magic circle.

As he was talking, he saw the ghost Taoist slowly walk into the magic circle, put the black bottle on the ground and said, "Are you ready?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Ling nodded nervously and clenched the peachwood sword in his hand, which the ghost old man specially told him to prepare, because his folding iron sword was too lethal.

The ghost Taoist looked at Zhang Ling's nervous appearance and said again: "You can think about it, once you fail to tame, the evil ghost in this bottle will tear you to pieces, and no one can save you!" ”

"Huh?" Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard the warning of the ghost Taoist and asked, "Senior, isn't this magic circle able to trap him?" ”

"Yes, the Kuixing Demon Formation can not only trap him, but also trap you, so you only have two choices now, one is for you to tame this evil ghost, and the other is for you to die in this array!"

"? So dangerous? ”

Zhang Ling was stunned after listening to the explanation of the ghost Taoist, he didn't expect the matter to be so serious, just now he thought that he would leave this circle as soon as the situation was not good.

And everyone in the live broadcast room also talked after hearing it: "Don't you want to be so cruel, you don't even start over and GAMEOVER directly!" ”

"That's it, at least victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, master, please come over again!"

"Damn, director, that's not how the script is written!"

"Master, I think it's better to forget it, it's too dangerous!"

“……”

The ghost Taoist looked at Zhang Ling's hesitant appearance and sneered, "How is it?" It's too late to regret it now, and you won't have a chance when I activate the circle! ”

Zhang Ling raised his head and looked at the ghost Taoist and said resolutely, "Let's start!" ”

"Hahahaha, okay, boy, I like you more and more! Then you're ready! ”

The ghost man removed the two yellow talismans from the bottle and placed it on the ground, and then he jumped out of the circle and said in a strange tone: "Hula, Sa, Marcy......"

As the ugly voice of the ghost Taoist sounded, the outermost star map of the magic circle on the ground actually lit up with a misty blue light, and then the inner array written by the inscription also lit up.

Lu Mingxuan and the others, who were standing outside, didn't feel much when they looked at the magic array, but Zhang Ling, who was inside the array, felt a great sense of oppression.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to reach the edge of the circle, and when his hand reached the inner vine pattern, an invisible force blocked his hand.

It seems that the ghost Taoist didn't scare him, this magic circle is really even able to trap people, and now there is no way to retreat, he can only move forward!

Just when he made up his mind and just turned around, the porcelain vase on the ground shattered with a "pop", and a thick black gas floated out of the bottle, which felt very similar to the scene of the lamp god in Aladdin's magic lamp.

"Huhu, do you want to make a wish for Mao?"

"Magic lamp, take away the tease upstairs!"

“……”

Zhang Ling, who was standing in the field, faced the thick evil qi, and his nervous palms were all fine beads of sweat.

The black aura floated in mid-air, constantly twisting and deforming, and gradually transformed into a human form.

It was a swordsman wearing broken armor and holding a long sword, his face was as heavy as water, and a pair of red eyes stared coldly at Zhang Ling not far away.

Although he just stood with his sword in his hand at random, Zhang Ling couldn't find any flaws in him.

One person and one ghost just looked at each other silently, no one took the lead in attacking, they were waiting for each other to show their flaws first.

Time passed little by little, and the two were still silently staring at each other's eyes, like sculptures.

Until a gust of wind blew a leaf in the courtyard, this person and a ghost finally moved, and the two of them swung their swords at the same time and rushed forward, only to hear a dull sound, and the swords in their hands collided together.

Zhang Ling only felt that there was a great force coming from the hand holding the sword, and the force was so great that he almost let out the peach wood sword in his hand.

And the ghost swordsman flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes after Zhang Ling took the sword, and he took the sword and retreated, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the smile on the ghost swordsman's face, Zhang Ling also laughed, and he waved the peachwood sword in his hand and pulled out a sword flower and pounced again.

There is nothing fancy about this sword, it is just a simple straight stab, but in the eyes of the insider, it is a sharp killing move.

And the ghost swordsman didn't have a trace of carelessness on his face when he looked at the sword stabbed by Zhang Ling, he held the sword high with both hands and made a slashing gesture.

When Zhang Ling's sword was still a few centimeters away from his throat, he swung his arm and slammed the hilt of his sword against Zhang Ling's sword, and then he jumped up with the force of this knock, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sweep and slashed straight at Zhang Ling's neck.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful!" ”

"Master flash mob!"

"This Nima's ghost IQ is also very high!"

"That's, that's it, how could a ghost use such a subtle move, it's not scientific!"

"Dear, isn't this a scientific thing in itself?"

"Uh, well, I'll admit I was wrong, it's not about science!!"

“……”

Just when the ghost swordsman's long sword was about to slash Zhang Ling's neck, Zhang Ling suddenly drew a half-arc like a tumbler.

He forced his body around the gloomy sword, and then he used the inertia of his body to stab the long sword in his hand at the elbow of the ghost swordsman. (To be continued.) )