Just when the little monk couldn't help it and wanted to make a move.

I heard an angry roar, and the blue and black evil qi that was wrapped around Old Man Hu suddenly dispersed, and it turned into the appearance of Old Man Zhao again.

And the old man Hu, who showed his figure, spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground on his back.

Oops, this old man is bloody!

As soon as I saw this, I knew that the old man was spurting blood from the tip of his tongue.

The blood on the tip of the tongue is the most yang!

But the loss of people is also the greatest!

No matter how good a person is, he can't squirt three or two mouthfuls, so when facing evil things, the blood on the tip of the tongue is usually used as the last resort to save his life.

At the beginning, I was caught by the ghost hand, and when I was forced, I also spurted out a mouthful of blood on the tip of my tongue, and I have not fully recovered until now.

Now the old man surnamed Hu is seriously injured and haunted by ghosts, and after continuously casting the curse seal, he also sprays blood on the tip of his tongue.

I guess he's gone with half a life.

Of course, this old man is also a person with profound mana, and his angry blow is indeed very powerful.

The blue and black qi that was wrapped around Master Zhao's body was instantly dispersed, and the remaining thin layer drifted out in horror.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and after a few terrible cries, everything was hidden in the darkness.

The damp wind, blowing through the barren meadows, everywhere is full of shadows, and it looks really alarming.

"Three cannons!"

Chu Junyi suddenly shouted.

I was shocked, and quickly walked over to the two of them, "What's wrong?" ”

"Yes, someone is blowing on my neck!" Chu Junyi said in horror.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here! It's supposed to be windy, it's fine! I comforted her.

If it's a ghost, it won't be as simple as blowing a breath.

However, it also reminded me that these two people have been contaminated with yin qi for the past two days, and it is indeed dangerous in this environment.

I pulled Zang Feiyu and Chu Junyi to my side, and after asking if they were left-handed, I wrote the words of the hiding talisman on their left hands, and recited a mantra to help them bless.

"Hold tight, don't stop talking! The ghosts won't see you! ”

I said a word to the two of them, then turned around, looked at Liansheng and asked, "Little bald head, what are you going to do next, do you want to go?" ”

"They are cunning and have already hidden!"

"And the anger is so heavy, I'm afraid it won't make us leave easily."

The little monk felt it intently for a while, and said helplessly.

The little monk was right, in the night wind, he could faintly hear a frightened cry in the distance.

I'm afraid that the five people who escaped before didn't escape at all.

"Master Zhao, you can't scare us by creating a terrifying atmosphere, there's no need!"

"What do you want, you can say it, let's sit down and talk, shall we?"

I tried to shout twice into the darkness.

"Can you discuss with these dead souls?" Seeing that I actually wanted to discuss with the ghosts, Liansheng asked a little confused.

I rolled my eyes, feeling that the little monk's head was a little stiff, "Why can't you discuss, do you have to fight to the death?" ”

"I want you all to die here!"

"You're going to be buried here!"

It's just that as soon as I finished speaking, I was slapped in the face.

The father and daughter of the Zhao family were not willing to sit down and talk at all.

A voice full of resentment came from the front, and Zhou Gongzi, who was lying motionless on the ground and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, staggered up from the ground.

It's not just him, but the old man surnamed Hu who was injured and fell to the ground is the same.

"Possessed!"

Hold the grass! These two ghosts are worthy of being old ghosts, they are so cunning, and they know how to change tactics.

"Little monk, what's the matter? One for each person, let you pick first! I said generously.

"Can you fight two at a time, I don't have the strength now, I can't beat it!" The little monk is serious and very direct.

Nima, I'm a little speechless for the little monk to be so upright!

"Then figure it out for yourself! I can only deal with one! ”

After saying that, I threw myself at the old man surnamed Hu.

When people are possessed by ghosts, they often experience mental decline, madness, and immense strength.

Even after the ghost is possessed, the ghost does not use the possessed person's body as a demon, and it will cause great harm to people.

But for ghosts, they don't care about that. Especially the father and daughter of the Zhao family, who completely controlled the bodies of Old Man Hu and Young Master Zhou, who had lost consciousness.

Faced with this situation, I, who was on the opposite side, was more troublesome.

After being possessed, Old Man Hu, although he didn't know martial arts, his huge strength made it difficult for me to deal with it.

And this ghost thing, extremely troublesome, doesn't care about the life or death of Old Man Hu, twists his body at will, and suddenly attacks in a direction you don't expect, which is more annoying than a martial arts master.

I rushed closer, and instead of taking advantage, I was punched in the chest by him, and I almost didn't catch my breath.

I hurried back a few steps, widening the distance, looking for a flaw.

At this time, I found that the little monk Liansheng was actually very shameful to take that Young Master Zhou in circles.

That week, the young master was like a woman, twisting the waist of the water snake, shaking on the muddy grave after the rain, and the painting style was really not ordinary "beauty".

"Hey, little bald head, why don't we just run around in circles, what do you say? This thing is so tough! I gasped and shouted.

"No, it's so dark, I don't know when it will dawn, they won't be tired, but we will!"

"If you don't find a way to kill them both, we're going to be finished!"

Running in the muddy place, slipping and limping, the little monk ran very hard.

Nima, is this forcing me to fight?

"Hey, Master Zhao, let me warn you again, if you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly, and then come hard, don't blame me for being rude."

It's a pity that Old Man Zhao didn't listen to my warning at all, and controlled Old Man Hu and pounced on him with a hideous face.

I had no choice but to fight again.

If it weren't for Zang Feiyu and the two of them, I would have run away if I couldn't say it, I didn't have the same sense of justice as the little monk, and I actually wanted to get rid of the demon guard.

And I don't believe these two ghosts can stop me if I want to escape, but sadly, I can only fight now.

Either kill the other party or be killed by the other party.

After being possessed by a ghost, ordinary attacks have little effect on Old Man Hu at all.

The only way to do this is to attack with spells.

But I don't have the materials at hand now, and it's not easy to get close to the other party and attack.

Forced into desperation, I had to prepare to endure the pain and bleed.

I put the middle finger of my right hand in my mouth, and when I opened my mouth, I was about to bite my fingertips, but I forgot that I had been crawling in the mud several times before, and my hands were covered with mud.

As soon as you shut up, you get a mouth full of sludge!

Bah, Nyima, the smell of mud rushed to my mouth and nose, and I spat a few mouthfuls of saliva, but I was still disgusted and wanted to vomit.

But the other party didn't care about me, and began to pounce on me again.