Sacrifice your own blood and summon demons to help you fight.

Liu Zonghui opened his mouth and bit his fingertips, and a little red blood quickly dripped on the paper figure. The blood quickly dyed the paper figure red, but Liu Zonghui's face was unusually pale.

He didn't pay attention to this, but whispered a mantra in his mouth,

As the sound of broken thoughts sounded in his mouth, the small paper figure in his palm inflated rapidly like a balloon. It doesn't stop until it grows about two meters tall.

The fluttering paper man opened his hands and blocked Liu Zonghui's body like a guard, and Liu Zonghui, whose breath was a little weak, was not lazy, he grabbed the copper coin sword handed by Yue Yang, and stared at the ghost with a stern look.

Behind him, Na Yue Yang had already begun to chant the mantra.

He spoke very quickly, and the aura on his body began to rise. Echoing him, the rest of the Trapped Soul Array also glowed with a light green light.

The girl curled up in the center had many heavy chains, as many as eighteen, and imprisoned the girl's whole body.

Every chain is stuck in the girl's body, and the pain in it is really not described in words.

Yue Yang's heart was sour, and the spell on his mouth was a little faster again.

At the same time, the ghosts in the distance also began to attack, and Liu Zonghui led the red paper figures to meet them.

The three of them fought together.

The ghost screamed miserably, his hands were full of desperate greetings, and the paper man was not afraid of death in front of him and became the main force. Liu Zonghui grabbed the copper coin sword and covered from the side.

Desperately blocked, he was able to block the attack of the ghost in front of him.

The black chain continued to recite the spell in Yue Yang's mouth, and there were faint signs of falling off, and at the same time, the curse on the ghost's body also had a dissipating posture.

There was no way, the Trapped Soul Array, the source of power, began to waver, and the energy that the powerful ghosts could obtain also began to be unstable.

Liu Zonghui's face was full of surprise.

"Work hard, this awesome ghost is dying!"

Yue Yang didn't have time to deal with him, but Liu Zonghui clearly saw that Yue Yang's mouth shape was changing rapidly.

At this time, the terrible ghost also began to fight hard.

Her hands were wide open, the nails on her five fingers were like a wind, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on her already hideous face. Compared to his previous appearance, he is crazy at this time.

She rushed towards Yue Yang quickly.

"Stop him!" Liu Zonghui ordered towards the paper figure.

The paper man was speechless, but he blocked his body in front of the ghost.

The ghost ignored the paper man's movements, and just moved towards Yue Yang, and the force was so great that he only pushed the paper man back.

Liu Zonghui gritted his teeth and pressed it, but it still didn't help.

He and the paper man even had the strength to eat milk, but the ghost was still heading towards Yue Yang after all.

Although it was a little slow, it was still fast enough for the speed at which the black chains would collapse.

"Yue Yang, we can't stop it!" Liu Zonghui shouted.

Yue Yang's hands began to tremble, and his mouth was already almost unstoppable, but compared to the speed of the ghost, it was still a little slower.

When the Trapped Soul Array collapsed by a third, the ghost had already come to Yue Yang's face, and she raised her right hand with difficulty and grabbed Yue Yang's head fiercely.

This claw can kill Yue Yang.

At this critical moment, a bright light in the distance, from far to near, quickly blocked in front of the ghost.

The ghost's attack was blocked!!

Yue Yang originally wanted to stop the curse and leave, but when he heard the wind behind him, he settled down and continued to lift the trapped soul array.

That Liu Zonghui was completely unexpected.

So, when the ghost was blocked in front of the Soul Trapping Array, his mood was like a roller coaster. Of course, what he cares about the most is, who is the person who made the shot?

"Who else, of course it's me!" The man's familiar voice came from behind him.

Liu Zonghui turned his head to look and saw a young man standing behind him with a smile.

He is Bai Duo, Song Jingnian's cheap apprentice, and he is helping Liu Zonghui resist the powerful ghosts at this time. It's just that his half-hunched body and flushed face are too impactful compared to the casualness of the previous voice.

"Who the did I think it was, it was you bastard!" Liu Zonghui, Yue Yang and Song Jingnian are all insiders in Dongyang County, and they are also familiar with each other.

Liu Zonghui and Bai Duo are also a little friendly.

"What's the matter, don't you let people pretend to be compared?" Bai Duo exhaled into the cow, and the palm that was holding down the ghost was trembling faintly.

"This guy is so fierce?" Bai Duo was shocked.

Liu Zonghui smiled.

"What do you think, I'm ......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a strong force coming from him. Liu Zonghui's face changed greatly, and he immediately resisted with the strength of breastfeeding.

Unfortunately, the balance that had just been maintained has slanted again.

Hell, it's fierce!

"It can't go on like this, we have to find another way!" Bai Duo said with a pout.

Liu Zonghui wanted to mock, but he really didn't have the strength to speak.

"I'll count one, two, three, let's push this beast away together!"

After Bai Duo finished speaking, he didn't care whether Liu Zonghui agreed or not, so he shouted directly.

One, two, three, roar!

The sound was like a dragon roaring, and Liu Zonghui also followed suit, and the two of them and a paper figure worked together to push the ghost in front of him away.

The two sides opened up a distance of about three meters,

Liu Zonghui was tired and out of breath, but the threat of his life made him dare not let go of the copper coin sword in his hand, and the paper figure was like a fool, blocking the front, like a barrier.

Bai Duo next to him rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking of something.

He tilted his head and glanced at Yue Yang behind him, seeing that he was emotionally stable, all his attention was on the Soul Trapping Array, and a smile appeared on his face.

He quietly leaned over to Yue Yang's side, stretched out his hand and touched the burning candle in front of him.

Between the palms, a drop of wax oil flowed, and the burning liquid made the skin of the palm a little red. Bai Duo didn't care, he just greeted Liu Zonghui with his mouth.

"Brother Liu, let's join forces to stop this terrible ghost!"

Liu Zonghui's face was constipated.

If we can stop it, what the hell are we doing here?

"Good!"

Liu Zonghui was weak and weak.

Bai Duo was not annoyed, but took the lead in rushing towards the ghost.

The ghost raised his hand, Bai Ze flew out upside down, and Liu Zonghui was full of anxiety when he saw it.

This little bastard is not sensible, and if he is killed by a ghost, it will be a big loss.

Liu Zonghui urged the paper people to join forces to surround and kill the past, blocking the powerful ghosts who wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and even beckoned in his mouth.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine!" Bai Duo turned over and got up again, and his palm was as smooth as a mirror.

He grabbed the peachwood sword that Liu Zonghui had temporarily replaced, and rushed into the battle.

With Bai Ze's help, Liu Zonghui thought that the pressure would be less, but what surprised him was that this powerful ghost somehow weakened his breath!