Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Soul Charmer

Xuan Wuming's arms were broken, obviously unable to move, but his legs were very powerful, just dodged the mourning stick, turned around instantly, turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, and then came a one-word horse, and the soles of his feet kicked viciously in the chest of the evil ghost who was in pursuit.

My reaction was not slow, and I waved the gossip ink jade mirror casually, and the evil ghost's chest was immediately pierced by a red silver moonflower, and with a 'bang', the evil ghost turned into nothingness, and instantly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The ghost of such an evil ghost is scattered, but it angers the rest of the evil spirits...

I didn't look idle, and hurriedly took the gossip ink jade mirror and shot dozens of moonlights at the group of evil ghosts, and suddenly the moon broke through the sky, like a laser version hit the chests of several evil ghosts, not to mention, this jade mirror... It's really effective!

But then, the rest of the demons became more fierce and fierce, and they pounced on me with their teeth and claws.

"Soul Hooker?" In the next moment, my doubts were answered by Tong Xuan, and he looked shocked and said in disbelief: "This is simply unbelievable!" ”

As he spoke, his brows furrowed, and a hint of unnaturalness appeared in his deep eyes, "Why are there so many soul seducing envoys?" ”

"This soul seducing envoy sounds like a netherworld official?"

I dodged left and right, dodged several rounds of smashing mourning sticks in succession, and skillfully used the gossip ink jade mirror to kill one of these... The so-called soul hooking envoy immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What kind of evil ghost is this?" ”

At the same time, the nameless man who was crying and mourning was now being chased and slashed, "I said Brother Tong, what the hell is this?" How can you use a mourning stick as a weapon? ”

"The ghost soldiers in the underworld can also be called ghost officials, who specialize in the errand of hooking souls and asking for their lives, so they can use the mourning stick that shocks the ghosts."

As he spoke, Tong Xuan's brows furrowed, and he muttered incomprehensibly, "At the moment, there are so many soul hooks and yin envoys whose combat power is not weak, but it seems that they are controlled by something, so that they do not distinguish between good and evil, yin and yang, and kill people indiscriminately..."

"Where is their death hole, why can't I find it..."Facing the crisis of imminent death, Xuan Wuming had no time to look around, and bluntly asked what needed to be solved urgently at the moment. I can't find the dead hole of the soul seducing the yin envoy, I can hardly kill them! ”

The little fox also muttered, coquettishly, waving his little paws, as if to say, "When you can't find the death hole, it's too hard to kill a soul hook..."

At this moment, the group of soul seducing envoys also seemed to be even more annoyed, and the target that had been cut for a long time, Xuan Wuming, was not even hacked to death, and as for me and the little fox, we were almost unharmed.

Seeing this, this group of soul hooking envoys raised their right hands, holding the mourning stick in their hands, pointing at me, the little fox, and Xuan Wuming, and the next moment they grinned, muttering strange spells that they didn't know what they were?

With a "swish", a soul hook made his mouth mutter, and in an instant, he smashed it towards me viciously with a mourning stick in his hand.

I immediately flashed to the side, and the gossip ink jade mirror in my hand shook backhand, and I directly counterattacked instantly.

However, the red silver moonlight shot out of the mirror this time hit the chest of the soul hooking yin envoy, but it seemed to tickle it, what effect?

"What's going on?"

"My jade mirror, since it doesn't work anymore?"