With a sneer, the sword pierced through three or four yin demons one after another, as if it had long eyes.

The demons didn't care, they weren't afraid of swords and swords at all.

But who knows, when the sword pierced through the chamber, wisps of ghost qi suddenly appeared.

Coming out of the sword, the ghostly aura entwined together, binding the gloom together.

The sword flew around the well, and the demons discovered the power of the newcomer.

They all wanted to escape, but where could they compare to the speed of the flying sword and the ghost qi, but with the sound of a few breaths, those yin demons were tied together.

The ghost claw probed, and the flying sword fell steadily back into his hand.

He looked at the sword in his hand and the eight swords standing behind him, thoughtfully.

Bang Bang Bang –

I only heard a burst of cheerful applause, interrupting the ghost's thoughts.

Ghost Hu raised his eyebrows, and saw Chu Fool squatting aside, clapping vigorously.

That handsome face was filled with the light of worship.

That look only felt very eye-catching in Xin Lin's eyes.

Chu Fool seems to like ghosts very much, which makes her, a daughter, jealous.

"Tsundere corpse, you are not kind, such a powerful flying sword kung fu, why didn't you teach me?"

Xin Lin watched the ghost clean up the yin and evil in three times and two times, three points of envy and seven points of complaint.

The ghost glanced at her, his thin lips moved, and he spat out two words.

"Dreaming."

I haven't learned the second form of the Ghost God Fist yet, so I want to learn the sword.

Xin Lin also knew the poisonous tongue of the ghost, and he didn't bother to bother with him, pacing in front of the group of bound and sturdy yin.

"Say, what's going on with this well?"

Xin Lin's eyes widened and he asked.

The group of yin demons were like saw-billed gourds, silent.

"If it falls into your hands, we have nothing to say, and we will kill if we want to."

The tall Yin Demon Leader looked contemptuous.

"Curse of Doom."

Onihu recognized the formation at the bottom of the well at a glance.

"What is the curse of doom?"

Xin Lin glanced at the formation behind him.

Formation, obviously, is not within the scope of her knowledge.

"A spell, drawn with human blood, is most effective in cursing people, and the cursed person can be a disaster at least and a violent death at worst. After reading the eight characters of the birthday, the object of the other party's curse is the fool. ”

Xin Lin couldn't understand the incantation in the spell, but the ghost Hu recognized it.

The fool of Chu, who had already escaped from the predicament, had no idea what had happened earlier, as if he had found something rare, and was circling around the eight swords.

Spells are very taboo and are forbidden in any country.

The spell was hidden in the Chu house, silently acting on Chu Beitian's body, if it weren't for Xin Lin's discovery of the curse of doom under the ancient well today, Chu Beitian would probably suffer from it until death.

"So, my dad became a fool because of this spell array?"

Xin Lin couldn't help but be shocked.

"Who is trying to harm my father?"

Xin Lin had long suspected that it was not an accident that Chu Bei became a fool, but now that he looks, someone is indeed trying to harm him.

The group of demons still remained silent.

"A bunch of fools, do you think that by killing ninety-nine people, you can really break through the spell array and avenge yourself and your family?"

Ghost Hu sneered.

As he spoke, the tall shadow looked up sharply.

"How do you know this? Who are you? ”