The two of them, who thought that everything could finally come to an end, were shattered by the figure that appeared at the door, and it was the puppet Chilian Ghost King who appeared. But his image when he reappeared became a little funny: unkempt, disheveled, and the Tang costume on his body was also missing arms and legs, and at first glance he looked more like a beggar to help his disciples.

"Who the hell are you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, the two of them, who had already been angry, kicked their hind feet and flew straight over! After all, the Chilian Ghost King in front of him was just a corpse that was controlled remotely, and his limbs could not compare to the flexibility of his life, so under the crazy attack of Xiwen and the two, the Chilian Ghost King was defeated and retreated, knocking the tables and chairs in the entire lobby everywhere, and finally the three of them hit the gate, Xiwen dodged, grabbed a flaw in the Chilian Ghost King, and used a thin sword directly through his chest, nailing his whole person to the door.

In a few seconds, the darkness around him faded, and the bright moonlight and dim street lamps shone through the windows, and the vision suddenly became clearer. The two of them immediately sat down on the ground and let out a long breath, it was finally over! Leng Zimo directly lay down on the ground in a big zigzag, and looked at Xiwen and laughed:

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful! Thanks to you tonight, I really didn't make the wrong friends! Who are you? You definitely didn't come to our school to study, did you? Your sword seems so handsome! You ......."

Leng Zimo, who resumed the essence of chatter as soon as he relaxed, made Xiwen cry and laugh, and the series of bombarded questions made him even more dumbfounded. He slowly stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and said:

"There are some things that you might find incredible and unbelievable when you say them. But if I have the opportunity in the future, I ......."

Before Xiwen's words were finished, his intuition made him bend down instantly, only to see a sword shadow reflecting white light passing over his head, he quickly lifted Leng Zimo lying on the ground, and then pushed back, Leng Zimo's whole person moved on the ground, until he hit a table behind him before he stopped with tears in his eyes. A sharp and rapid force pierced the wall of the kitchen and rushed towards Xiwen, although Xiwen, who had a very fast reaction, tried his best to dodge back, but he was still caught off guard by the speeding ghost Xiao and cut his cheek.

"You wouldn't be naïve enough to think that a corpse could be stabbed to death, would you? Hahahahaha! I'm not going to give you a chance again this time!" said the Chilian Ghost King, who was nailed to the gate.

Xiwen and Leng Zimo turned their heads in surprise and found that the Chilian Ghost King was holding Xiwen's thin sword in his right hand and the Ghost Xiao "Crossing the Ghost Gate" in his left hand, although there were bursts of ugly laughter in the air, he still stood there expressionlessly. After the sinister smile, many golden runes appeared on the red face of the Red Lian Ghost King, and then rows of words emitting black qi appeared on every inch of the skin on his body that could be seen with the naked eye. He put Ghost Xiao Heng to his lips, and in just a few seconds, the sharp, familiar and terrifying roar reappeared, and one after another the spirits were released from the jade flute, only this time before they showed their faces for two seconds, they were sucked into his body by the runes on the Red Lian Ghost King.

There was no time for Xiwen and the others to react, and the Red Lian Ghost King seemed to have successfully fused, showing a pair of bare-faced fangs, his body was filled with heavy dead energy, and his body was several times larger than the original.

"Death!" seemed to be echoed in the air with countless heavy voices, making people's minds tingle.

The Red Lian Ghost King flew and stretched out his right palm to hit Leng Zimo who was lying on the ground.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Leng Zimo had no time to dodge, Xiwen pounced, and also stretched out his right hand to palm, a strong sense of electricity drilled straight into the heart from his fingertips, and before it was three seconds, Xiwen knew that if he didn't withdraw his hand, his whole hand would be broken, he took half a step back with his right foot, and then quickly bent his hand back, and after unloading part of the power, he retracted his hand again. Although he saved his arm, his whole body flew out heavily, smashing the wooden cabinet at the cash register.

At this time, Leng Zimo saw Xiwen, who was already unconscious, and didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and with the residual power of the divine power on his body, he slapped the monster in front of him fiercely. With one palm, the black qi was immediately dispelled a lot, but it was only a few seconds, and the black qi gathered again, swallowing Leng Zimo's palm in one fell swoop. The Chilian Ghost King sneered, grabbed Leng Zimo's collar, lifted him up, and before he could react, he slapped him heavily with his left hand, and then threw him in Xiwen's direction.

was slapped and dizzy, and Leng Zimo, who had Venus in his eyes, almost fainted. But if he fainted at this time, it would really be over, so he gritted his teeth, resisted the nausea and the pain of half of his face swollen, and stared at the slowly approaching monster with one eye open.

"You think you can turn things around by inviting a wandering ghost from any of them? You're really naïve! But...... Seeing that your qualifications are still good, I will reluctantly spare you from death, and let you be honored to be my new Ding Furnace. ”

As he spoke, the Chilian Ghost King lifted Leng Zimo, who was completely unable to move, and he used the nail of his left index finger to cut a 5-centimeter cut in the middle of Leng Zimo's forehead little by little, and then extracted a ball of black gas the size of a ping-pong ball from the dantian, intending to put it into Leng Zimo's body. As soon as the black gas arrived in front of Leng Zimo's eyes, it turned from black to red, and what no one expected was that it seemed to have consciousness, and suddenly flashed into his own mouth in the hand of the Chilian Ghost King, only to see that the Chilian Ghost King suddenly threw away Leng Zimo, pinched his throat with both hands, and fell to his knees, struggling with a painful face.

At this time, Leng Zimo, whose face was covered with blood, used his last strength to crawl towards Xiwen who was not far away, and he gently patted Xiwen's face a few times with his hand, trying to wake Xiwen up. After all, Xiwen was just smashed and fainted, and the injury was not very serious, so he woke up Leng Zimo after a while, and when he opened his eyes and had not recovered from the pain and confusion, he was startled by the appearance of Leng Zimo in front of him, his face was full of blood, but the whole person looked bloodless. But at this time, Leng Zimo quickly put his hand to his mouth, made a "shhh

The person who was originally kneeling on the ground had already stood up at this moment, and the black qi around him was gone, and his body had changed back to its normal form, so he closed his eyes and fixed quietly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, which stunned the two people on the ground, there was light in his eyes, and he seemed to regain self-consciousness. But as if he hadn't seen the people on the ground at all, he turned his body to the door of the restaurant:

"I didn't think of it! I had expected that I would end up like this, and I had expected that you would use the Body-devouring Ghost Curse, so I left a ghost in the ghost and waited for you to take the bait!hahahaha......" The Red Lian Ghost King laughed as he spoke into the air at the door.

Just when Xiwen and Leng Zimo thought that the person was a fine man, a voice came from the air:

"You traitor! It's rare that the Lord left your whole body and let your body help you atone for your sins, and you are still here without repentance?"

"Oh, that's so high-sounding! I remember your breath, my ghost! You go to death with that hypocrite!"

After speaking, the Chilian Ghost King raised the jade flute and played it, the sound was very urgent, giving people a very solemn feeling. Suddenly, Xiao's sound stopped abruptly, only to hear the sound of "jingle bell", the ghost Xiao fell to the ground, and its owner fell to the ground, rolling with his head in his hands.

"Do you think that an ant like you can still hurt the upper half of the Lord? This body of yours has already been planted with a yin charm, now let you really experience the consequences of not knowing what to do!"

As soon as the voice in the air stopped, the Chilian Ghost King who was rolling on the ground screamed even more painfully, and he roared:

"You old don't die!ah!I!do!ghost!......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang, and the Chilian Ghost King exploded in place, and the restaurant suddenly flew with flesh and bones, and the blood mist was filled, and the tables and even the walls inside were pierced or smashed out of the holes. It seemed that a century had passed before the blood mist had completely dispersed, and there was still a fishy smell in the air, and the person who had almost let them go to see the Lord of Yama just now seemed to have disappeared like this, and only the already dull jade flute on the ground and the injuries on their bodies could confirm that the Red Temper Ghost King had really appeared.

The two of them lay on the ground for a long time, firstly, they were really exhausted, and secondly, they did not dare to act rashly, because the yellow finch that was really behind them had not yet appeared. But until the two of them were about to fall asleep, and there was no more movement, were they forgotten? Xiwen was the first to stand up, he took his thin sword, looked around, searched the ground, and also used his induction to probe a few times, but did not find the communicator, but after making sure that there was no danger, he helped Leng Zimo up.

"What now?" asked Shivan.

"I just listened to their conversation, this matter doesn't seem to be simple, I want to hurry up and tell my old man, and I estimate that my internal injuries are quite serious, let's go to my house first." ”

Leng Zimo limped to help Xiwen, the divine power on his body receded, all the pain doubled, and his facial features were twisted together so uncomfortably.

Xiwen raised the ring in his hand and said to Leng Zimo:

"Just imagine one of the doors in your home in your mind's eye. ”

Leng Zimo didn't know why, but he still did it, Xiwen helped Leng Zimo to the gate, he raised the ring in his hand, and quickly recited a spell in his mouth, and a purple rune appeared on the door.

"Let's go. Xiwen looked at Leng Zimo and said.

Leng Zimo didn't know what to do, but he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait! Bring that one. He snuggled the ghost Xiao on the ground with his mouth.

Xiwen also looked in the direction, then walked over and picked up the ghost Xiao and handed it to Leng Zimo, Leng Zimo stuffed it into his clothes, and then took out a yellow rune paper from his pocket with great difficulty, and said something in his mouth, the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and then he threw the rune paper on a nearby table, and the flames spread rapidly.

"Let's go!" Leng Zimo said.

So Xiwen helped him, opened the door in front of him, and strode in.