He is ready to wait for this matter, where to get some good materials, refine two better magic weapons for protection, one to attack and one to defend, although this hundred-year-old thunder splitting peachwood sword is good, but it will be a little weak in the face of stronger and stronger ghosts, at least get a thousand-year-old quality peachwood sword, refine it, even in the face of years of fierce ghosts.

The difference between a thousand years and a hundred years is ten times, and the difference in power after refining is more than ten times, and if it is refined well, it is dozens of times different.

Of course, this is just an alternative, it doesn't have to be a peachwood sword, if you encounter other good materials, you can refine other magic weapons, anyway, you can refine whatever you have.

He was thinking about these here, the empty hanging master and the zombie had already divided the victory and defeat, and under the joint efforts of the eight disciples, the zombie still failed to turn over, and was finally suppressed by Shengsheng.

The master of the air suspension threw out a piece of golden lump, and turned into a table-sized golden lump in mid-air to knock down the zombie, and the eight disciples rushed up with a staff to suppress it, and the master of the air suspension took out a golden conical drill and walked to the zombie who was struggling endlessly, the golden diamond tip was aimed at the zombie's forehead, and the right hand clenched his fist and smashed the drill bit, with a crisp sound of 'bang', the drill tip chiseled through the zombie's hard steel-like skull and inserted into it.

"Roar!"

The zombie let out a dull roar like a bell, and its body shook wildly, shaking the golden lump on its body along with the eight monks, and flung it to force the master to retreat, and the golden cone between his foreheads was also thrown away.

"It's now!"

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and a second-grade ghost talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, turning into a palm, turning into a fine light and flying out to hit the crazy zombie, the power of the second-grade talisman is far stronger than that of the first-grade talisman, even if the physical strength of this zombie is super strong, it is also forcibly fixed.

The strength of this zombie is not inferior to that of a female ghost, he knows that it will not be long, and he strode out of the steps a few meters to the front of the zombie, and his left hand in mid-air wiped it from his pocket, took out a talisman and flicked it, and instantly turned into a dazzling golden arrow with a trace of white streamer entwined in mid-air, and as he stretched out his hand and shot at the forehead of the immobile zombie, the small hole that was chiseled out by the golden cone.

"Bang!"

The golden arrow exploded on the zombie's forehead, and the milky white pure yang mana and the golden arrow's evil power exploded at the same time, blasting the zombie's forehead into a fist-sized gap, and at this time, Ye Chen had already rushed forward, and the thunderbolt of the thunder splitting mahogany sword was accurately pointed in the gap, straight into the brain half a foot, and he could clearly feel the tip of the sword piercing the back wall of the brain.

Then, there was no more, as the thunder flashed in the zombie's brain, a cloud of black gas was blown up and spewed out from the gap, and the zombie fell to the ground and died without snorting.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, just over a second, so fast that the monk didn't react, and when he changed a magic weapon in his hand, the zombie had fallen to the ground heavily, he looked up at Ye Chen, his face was a little ugly.

snatched someone's head, Ye Chen was in a good mood, smiled and arched his hand:

"Master rest assured, the first credit is still yours, I am just assisting by the side!"

The empty hanging monk's face is much better.

Unlike Ye Chen, who has potential points for killing zombies, the empty hanging monk will not increase his cultivation if he kills the zombies, but he has less merit in their words, but he is the main force in the battle, and Ye Chen just grabbed the last blow, so he still accounts for the majority of the merit, plus Ye Chen said that the first credit is in himself, and the air suspension is not entangled in anything.

This is also a good conversation just now, if the god man snatched the head, the empty monk will definitely not have a good face, if the conversation is not good, it is possible to turn his face directly.

A ghost stiffened and died, the female ghost was entangled by the ghost released by the god for a while, and at this time she had already retreated, and when she saw Ye Chen and the master of the air hanging surrounding, it directly took off and flew into the air.

But this time-space hanging monk sneered and reprimanded:

"Evil obstacles, this is what this seat is waiting for!"

As soon as the hands were put together, countless Venus suddenly appeared in mid-air and turned into a golden net to cover the air, and the female ghost crashed into the gold net and smoked, screaming and falling.

That Venus was the glutinous rice that was sprinkled into the sky when the monk cast his last spell before, but he didn't expect it to have this power, even Ye Chen was quite surprised.

The golden net slowly fell, forming a semi-circular cover to wrap most of the Yizhuang, slowly shrinking, and the ghosts rampage around, and the golden net kept arching, but there was no way to escape.

That's it!

Ye Chen whispered in the ear of the hanging monk:

"Master, can I settle this fang, don't worry, I won't take a penny and give it to the master afterwards."

The empty hanging monk hesitated for a moment and nodded:

"Okay, I'll trap it first, you hurry up, lest the god snatch it."

Ye Chen was overjoyed and arched his hand:

"Then thank you, master, I'm sorry... Boom! ”

Before he finished speaking, his heart suddenly jumped, and a sound that was not very loud but shook his blood and blood boiled and his soul shook from an unknown direction.

Ye Chen's face changed greatly, he turned his head violently, and saw that everyone's faces were ugly, and the mayor, who was very happy to see the female ghost being caught, was clutched to the ground with his hands on his chest at this time, and his whole body was constantly shaking.

The two sword-wielding guards were not well at this time, reaching out to cover their chests with pale and frightened faces.

The expression on the face of the empty hanging monk was unprecedentedly solemn, staring at a certain place, and the blood-colored ghost raised by the god man was extremely frightened at this time, and he drilled into the skull of the god man and never dared to come out again.

And the female ghost stopped struggling at this time, and let out a strange cry of excitement in the golden net.

Ye Chen whispered in the ear of the hanging monk and asked:

"Master, do you know what's coming?"

The sound was getting closer, and a gray fog rose around them, and visibility began to decrease and the air became colder and colder.

"Well, it's the corpse mist?"

Of course, Ye Chen recognized whether this mist was ghost mist or corpse mist, although he didn't have a lot of knowledge, he still had the basic skills to distinguish between ghost qi and corpse qi.

At this time, the empty hanging monk seemed to have recognized it, his face was a little ugly, and he vaguely saw a trace of panic, and said to himself:

"Oh no, this is the green-haired old corpse!"

"The green-haired old corpse?"

Ye Chen was about to ask, when the empty hanging monk let out a low shout:

"Let's go, it's too late."

After speaking, he turned around and left with his scepter, and ran to the back of Yizhuang.

Ye Chen didn't dare to ask any more questions at this time, he ran after him, even an experienced and wealthy veteran like the empty hanging monk ran away without even seeing his face, the guy who came must be very powerful, I am afraid that it is the kind of terrifying existence that has lived for a long time and is almost at the level of an old ghost.

The two of them ran away, not to mention the others, who followed decisively, and the pot-bellied mayor was also followed by two strong men, leaving only a female ghost who was struggling with a golden net, and a zombie corpse lying on the ground.

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