Everything is ready to wait for the attack of the ghosts, and the village is filled with a tense atmosphere, and every household has pasted the Heavenly Master Town Mansion Talisman according to my instructions.

In the afternoon, the villagers finished their dinner early, closed their doors and hid in their homes.

At this time, the village was silent, like a pool of stagnant water, and I came out of Uncle Cui's house.

Let them not come out tonight, there will be a vicious fight in the evening, be sure not to come out.

I specially handed the canopy ruler to Uncle Cui and told him that if he was in danger, he could use the canopy ruler to protect himself and save his life.

"Heming, you have to be careful!" Cui Xiaowen said worriedly.

"Don't worry, go back to the house! Don't come out tonight, no matter what happens. ”

Then Cui Xiaowen closed the door, and I came to the entrance of the village with the magic weapon on my back.

Walking in the village is unusually weird, the road crossing is empty, every house is pasted with rune paper, gusts of mountain wind blow, kicking up dust on the ground.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and there was depression everywhere, and I came to a tree, and threw the lightning strike jujube sword beside me, and now the time was not up.

Sit on the ground, hold Zhou Tianxiang with both hands, close your eyes and recuperate, just waiting for the attack of the ghost.

Time passed little by little, the sky was completely dark, a bright moon was rising, and the moonlight was falling, illuminating Dasong Village exceptionally brightly.

At this time, the mountains around the village began to fill with mist, and the mist seemed to carry life, and it approached the village little by little.

In an instant, the fog enveloped the entire village, and Zhang Heming suddenly opened his eyes to find that the village was surrounded by fog.

This mist was mixed with a hint of gloomy aura, and his heart trembled suddenly, and a trace of anxiety appeared between his eyebrows.

Zhang Heming picked up the compass next to him and took a look, the compass in his hand turned fast, and it seemed that the magnetic field here was extremely chaotic.

Zhang Heming stood up from the ground, picked up the lightning strike jujube wood sword, walked to the middle of the road, raised his nose and smelled it, and a bloody breath was rushing towards this side.

At this time, in the woods in the mountains, dozens of ghosts were rushing towards the village.

Then a gust of evil wind blew, whirring, and the sky was full of dust.

The evil wind blew, accompanied by a terrifying cry, like a ghost crying wolf, and the cry made people's scalps tingle.

The roar tore the night sky apart, and the sound was approaching Dasong Village from far and near.

The villagers who were hiding in the house heard the shouts outside the house and shivered under the covers.

He even hid under the bed, and the children in the village were so frightened that they began to cry, and the parents suddenly covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

He also told him that if he couldn't cry, the ghost would take him away, and the kid was afraid that he would be taken away by the ghost, and the crying stopped abruptly.

The evil wind blew loudly, and a sinister aura swept through the village.

The root of the lightning strike jujube wood sword in Zhang Heming's hand tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

"It's coming!"

As soon as they reached the entrance of the village, they stepped on the trap set by the hunters, and were caught in a large net.

The ghost stepped on the trap and bit off his foot, which is a trap specially used to catch wild boars in the mountains, and it is very powerful.

The ghosts screamed miserably, but the ghosts ran towards the village without fear of the pain.

I hurriedly took out the yellow table paper with the word "true" written on it, and used the yang fire to urge the yellow table paper to burn with a bang.

Scattering the ashes on the iron box in the center of the formation, I ran out of the formation, "Hurry as the law!" ”

I saw that the formation showed a white light, and this formation was activated.

Reciting the sacrificial sword mantra in his mouth, he blessed the evil qi with the lightning strike jujube wood sword in his hand, and saw the sword light flashing on the sword body.

I saw that the group of Xiao ghosts were as fast as lightning under their feet, and they rushed towards me one after another, and at this time, those Xiao ghosts stepped into the formation.

is trapped in the formation, as if blocked by an invisible wall, no matter how you hit it, you can't break the invisible wall.

The rest of the Xiao ghosts bypassed the formation and rushed over from the side, scratching at Zhang Heming with their teeth and claws.

At that moment, he slashed towards the attacking ghost with a lightning strike jujube wooden sword, and the wooden sword in Zhang Heming's hand danced quickly.

The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword up, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse. It is really a silver light in the courtyard, and thousands of miles have swallowed the blood of the Huns.

Zhang Heming shouted several times: "Break!" The wooden sword in his hand quickly slashed at the ghost's body.

The ghost was cut to the ground, and he saw that the ghost in the formation was constantly impacting, and he saw that the mana of the formation was about to be unable to support it.

The formation was weakening a little, Zhang Heming took out a handful of five thunder talismans from his backpack and threw them towards the ghosts in the formation.

The ghost was hit by the power of the thunder talisman, and kept roaring, and immediately pinched the Beidou technique.

He recited the mantra and said, "Heavenly Spirit Festival is glorious, and I wish to live forever." One of the Taixuan, guarding its true form. The five visceral gods, each security is peaceful. Haste as a law! ”

As soon as the spell stopped, he saw seven golden balls of light appear out of thin air beside him.

Seven balls of light smashed towards the ghosts in the array, and the seven balls of light were like seven bombs.

Blow up the ghost in the formation for several meters and fall to the ground.

In an instant, those ghosts all lay on the ground and died, and after a few seconds, they died of despair, thinking that this group of mountain spirits and wild monsters could be dealt with cleanly.

When I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, the ghost who was lying on the ground was surrounded by black gas.

This surprised me, and I saw the corpses of those ghosts float out of thin air, and suddenly the eyes of the ghosts suddenly opened, and their eyes were filled with a strange red light.

I was shocked by the roar that came out of my mouth, how could these ghosts become like this?

Why can I still come back to life even though I have been killed, all this in front of me makes me feel incredible.

Can these ghosts come back to life? Could it be that these mountain spirits and wild monsters have cultivated into immortal bodies?

Before I could react, the demons bared their teeth and rushed towards me with angry eyes.

The ghost struck one after another, and then I quickly drew my lightning strike jujube wood sword and slashed at the ghost.

The wooden sword in his hand, slashing forward and back, picking left and right, flowing water.

However, what I never expected was that after these Xiao ghosts came back to life, they seemed to have turned into another shell, and the lightning strike jujube wood sword in their hands was useless against these Xiao ghosts.

These ghosts are like ghosts, and their claws fly to scratch, because there are too many ghosts, they don't have time to dodge, and their left arm is scratched, and blood splashes in an instant.

The painful face twitched suddenly, damn! How the hell did these ghosts come to be like this?

At that moment, he put the wooden sword in his hand on the ground, and used the thunder method to slash towards the ghost.

Several yin thunderbolts struck the ghost, and the ghost suddenly struck a few times under his feet, and quickly attacked from the left and right.

Immediately summoned the golden light spell, and the whole body was shrouded in golden light, and as soon as I touched it, I was bounced away by the golden light.

Zhang Heming once again had a group of demonized ghosts fighting in one place, and at this time, on the house in the distance, there was a figure standing.

The figure was surrounded by black gas, and was leisurely looking at everything in front of him.

He laughed, revealing a blue-black face with fangs baring out of his mouth.

"Zhang Heming, have fun! Enough for you, hahaha. ”

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[End of chapter]