Jialan only hoped that this time she could do something, at least force the banshee out of the corpse.

The monster mechanically turned its head, the kind that rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and stretched out its tongue that had become thin and licked the corners of its mouth, rushing forward, and the white light on the paper figure wall flashed, but it blocked her back.

Maybe the monster is a little annoyed, looking up to the sky and howling, the ghost screams again and again, this ghost actually takes yin energy from the moon, Jialan is not good, rolls to the side on the spot, and then hears a "bang", and the defense line bursts.

Captain Liu and the others were not injured because they were far away, but they were all startled and crawled on the ground.

This is really tricky, it is actually a ghost thing that knows how to use the moon energy, Jialan remembers that the master told them that the ghost thing that cultivates can absorb the moonlight that symbolizes purity.

The so-called ghost of Qing cultivation is a soul that only hovers on its own territory, and does not enter the world and does not kill people.

And the situation of this banshee is like the right way turning into the evil way, the right way means can be used, and the evil way means can also be used, integrating the strengths of the two families.

After the banshee harnessed the human corpse to break through the defense line, she became even more emotional, and rushed towards Jialan, waving her teeth and claws, howling again and again, trying to kill Jialan.

Today's situation was originally very proper, as soon as several law enforcement officers got together, the righteousness would increase geometrically, the banshee didn't dare to get close at all, who knew that there was a mental retardation, Jialan didn't prepare the black dog blood, the evil things such as the woman's yin kui, and the ordinary method failed to force out the banshee.

It was useless to say more, Jialan spread out her palm, and a black quaint carving knife appeared in her hand, which was a little thin, and the black seemed to be breathtaking.

Don't think that Jialan is a warlock, she doesn't have some tricks in her hands, she has experienced a lot of years, if you don't practice some tricks just rely on this spell, you can fight ghosts, but it's not enough to fight people, sometimes people are much more difficult than ghosts.

Jialan walked towards the female ghost with seven star steps, and after a while, the two of them bumped together, and the female ghost drove the corpse on a rampage, and her two arms waved straight towards Jialan, trying to knock Jialan to the ground.

Jialan jumped up, turned over and jumped behind her, picked up the carving knife and wanted to pierce the heart, this knife went down, the banshee said that she couldn't hurt her vitality, but she didn't want the banshee to spin her head directly.

"Boom!" There was another ghostly roar.

Jialan and the banshee looked at each other at once, the dead fish's eyes were bulging as if they were about to burst out, and the smell of blood made Jialan want to vomit, and then the female ghost smiled at Jialan.

The neck actually stretched out, biting directly at Jialan's throat, wanting to exchange her life for serious injuries.

wants to be beautiful, except for her master, no one can take her life.

Jialan put away the carving knife without thinking about it, and punched the disgusting dead man's face, she couldn't say what she felt, it was cool, hard, and slimy.

She was a little nauseous.

But in the current situation, there is no time to make Jialan nauseous, and she is about to stab when she raises the knife again.

But the banshee had already reacted, and controlled the corpse's unreasonable floating, and then her feet merged and floated straight up, like a spring, and Jialan had no time to dodge, so she was kicked out by the banshee.

“……”

This time it's a shame and a big loss.

This time, Jialan fell not lightly, and the ghost borrowed human corpses, and could exert several times more strength than ordinary people.

Jialan lay on the ground holding the carving knife with one hand, and covered her chest with one hand, she couldn't get up for a while, she might be suffering today, but she didn't expect to capsize on the first mission in the Nether.

It's a shame.