"Ahh ”

Wang Zihua stared at the Thousand Ghost Ji with a smile, and raised the Qiankun magic ruler in his hand. Suddenly, it became golden all over, and there were many obscure scriptures engraved on the surface, and faintly I could see small traces of dragon patterns circulating on the ruler.

Seeing the Qiankun ruler in Wang Zihua's hand, Thousand Ghost Ji couldn't help but look cautious. Raising his blood-colored ghost claws, an astonishing blood light rose from the sky, and the blood light wrapped in sharp claws, which was gloomy. The blood light flickered and turned into thousands of blood-red light blades, slashing down towards Wang Zihua.

"Snort!", the blood-colored light blade slashed down from mid-air, and white cracks overflowed around the light blade, but it was quickly bridged, and this blow, the surrounding void was shattered, so you can imagine how powerful it is.

Wang Zihua snorted, and the Qiankun magic ruler in his hand gently met these blood-colored light blades, and immediately the dragon groaned loudly.

I saw the traces of the dragon pattern on the ruler, which suddenly floated out, opened with the wind, and turned into eight golden dragons with golden light hovering in the air. One of the golden dragons directly smashed the blood-colored light blade, and the roar in the air shook the sky, and a huge burst of light swept in all directions.

To say that Wang Zihua's Qiankun ruler was originally a Pokémon that was also a Buddha and Taoist, and its full name was the Eight Heavenly Dragon Qiankun Ruler, which was also activated after Wang Zihua's own cultivation was greatly improved. Compared with before, the power is naturally incomparable, so Wang Zihua is very confident. Seeing the blood-colored light blade being knocked away, there was no surprise on his face, as if it was all taken for granted.

Qianguihime's expression changed slightly, and after seeing his blood-colored light blade being knocked away, he immediately opened his mouth and spewed out a raging blue flame from his mouth, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a sea of fire, enveloping these golden dragons in it. The ghost body itself is also constantly differentiated, and one after another hideous and terrifying grimaces shoot out, assisting the flame offensive and devouring the golden dragon.

Wang Zihua couldn't help sneering, thinking that the other party was inevitably too indifferent to himself. Although the Hair Ghost trapped the eight golden dragons for a short time, it was no match for these golden dragons at all.

Because this golden dragon is the protector dragon of Buddhism and Taoism, it can also be called a heavenly dragon. Although there is no real dragon to follow, there are some advanced techniques of Buddhism and Taoism that can be used to visualize eight golden dragons with their own contemplation and their own secret techniques.

Then use your own profound mana to cultivate, and finally take it step by step, accumulating over time. These visualized golden dragons can also form a large array to fight the enemy, although they can't be compared to the real Heavenly Divine Dragon, but they are not much worse.

Sure enough, it didn't last long, and the ghosts were defeated, and they looked at each other, gritting their teeth in anger. They all glared at Wang Zihua with cruel eyes, and suddenly their bodies blurred for a while, turning into a faint afterimage and disappearing.

Wang Zihua glanced around, smiled faintly, and then his face sank, and the Qiankun magic ruler in his hand slammed into the void on the right. The place where it was smashed was sparkling, and Chikihime was suddenly forced to show her figure, using her blood-colored claws in front of her, looking at each other with a surprised face.

Without waiting for the Thousand Ghost Ji to react, Wang Zihua rushed to launch an offensive, and the dense golden light came overwhelmingly, catching the other party off guard.

The thousand ghost Ji looked awe-inspired, and suddenly flames swirled above the ghost body, showing a strange turquoise color. And the flames above didn't know what power they had, but they began to burn rapidly along Wang Zihua's arm.

"Hmph, fight me!"

Thousand Ghost Ji couldn't help but snort coldly, the pride on her face was very obvious, as if in her eyes, the cultivators of the human world were not vulnerable at all.

And although Wang Zihua's entire body was shrouded in ghost flames, he did not use any secret methods to escape. With a spell in his hand, the eight golden dragons spewed out eight clear springs at him together, but in the blink of an eye, the flames were extinguished. Looking at Wang Zihua himself, he couldn't see the slightest burn mark.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Thousand Ghost Ji categorically didn't expect the other party to be so good, and an ominous premonition arose in her heart. "What? The old lady is scared too? What are you kidding!"

"Nothing is impossible. ”

Wang Zihua said coldly: "If it was an ordinary Taoist priest or mage, I am afraid that he would have died in your hands several times at this time." But I'm different from them, and when you meet me, you can only be considered unlucky!"

"It's unreasonable!"

Thousand Ghost Ji knew that his ghost skills were no longer of any use to Wang Zihua, so he immediately grabbed it and went wild, and thousands of sharp claws continued to dance. A series of red lights and shadows shot out densely, overwhelmingly shooting towards Wang Zihua. These lights and shadows were so huge that even the void rippled with a faint white air current, as if it was about to be slashed open.

"Humph!"

Wang Zihua pinched a trick in his right hand, and while directing the golden dragon to attack, he then pressed the flute to his lips, and his ten fingers moved quickly, playing the Heavenly Demon Subduing Song.

"Ahh

Stimulated by the tune, Senkihime only felt extremely painful, and her round eyes seemed to fall out of their sockets at any time, containing deep resentment.

Wang Zihua frowned, bit his finger, sucked a drop of blood and held it under his tongue, and read to the other party: "Jiaochu Shentou, Lie Yao Zhongtian." Wherever the majesty goes, the mountain cracks and the stone wears. I am now silently called, brave and natural. ”

Then he squirted out this drop of blood at the Thousand Ghost Hime, and suddenly heard an endless miserable scream, and thousands of grimaces seemed to be poured with strong sulfuric acid, slowly scattering around, and wisps of green smoke came out of it. However, in an instant, it was scattered with the wind, and the surrounding scene was gradually restored, and he finally returned to the real world alive.

Under the combined use of the Heavenly Demon Subjugation Song and the Divine Head Prestige Mantra, the Thousand Ghost Ji was finally killed. Wang Zihua was so tired that he was out of breath, and it didn't take long for the mobile phone to ring suddenly, and when he looked at the caller ID, he suddenly couldn't breathe, and only heard Zhao Hangyu's cheap voice from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, are you okay?

"You big guy, you guy, I almost didn't kill you!"

Wang Zihua replied angrily, saying that there would be great benefits in the future, and he would never be stupid again.

Zhao Hangyu couldn't help laughing: "Come on, if you don't live well, don't be so hypocritical if you don't die." ”

"Hmph!" Wang Zihua was angry, saying that he was asking himself to solve the problem, but he met a thousand ghost him, just a little bit, he was about to fall into the ghost realm, and he could never be freed.

"Oh, but I'm sure you can solve it with your abilities. ”

"Pull you down! To tell you the truth, this is the only time, no exception! I will not accompany you if there is anything in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Zihua hung up the phone angrily.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Hangyu couldn't help but start to worry, thinking that although he succeeded in getting rid of the evil this time, who could have predicted that there would be some powerful guys next time. If you don't seek a long-term solution, then even if Sha Xueman can hide from the first year of junior high school, she can't hide from the fifteenth.

The next day, Zhao Hangyu gathered everyone together to discuss, and Wang Zihua couldn't help but glance at him, saying that no matter how difficult these idle things were, he could still suffocate him to death.

Shen Lanni disagreed, saying that it was also a living life, and besides, everyone was originally a cultivator, so how could they see others in danger and not help.

Lin Zixi snorted: "Since we can't manage it, we don't care about her, we help her is tantamount to finding something awkward for ourselves, so why bother? In my opinion, I can't manage it if I want to, so I just ignore her, and it saves her from bothering everyone every once in a while." ”

"Zixi, it's not right for you to say that, you are also a disciple of the Dao Sect, how can you have such thoughts?" Shen Lanni really couldn't see it, and couldn't help but accuse.

Long Qiuling seemed to be smiling, and glanced at Lin Zixi meaningfully: "Of course she wants people to die, because then no one will pester Zhao Hangyu all day long, right?"

"You ............"

Lin Zixi blushed for a while, but she couldn't think of words to refute. "I ...... I didn't mean that......"

"Okay, don't make any noise. ”

Zhao Hangyu made a stop gesture and said that he decided to try it with the shape changer to see if he could help Sha Xueman.