Chapter Ninety-Five: The Bewitchment of the Rakshasa Demon

Tong Xuan nodded and muttered softly, "Your condition is normal, it's a normal reaction after using corpse oil..."

"Ahem, I know too, but it's very sore all over my body..."

As he spoke, Xuan Wuming sighed with emotion and said, "I really want to go back to my coffin and lie down, and then sleep beautifully, one day, two days, three days, ten days and half a month..."

But it's just a fantasy, I'm going to have to get through it tonight anyway, if I can't...

A few seconds, in fact, are very fast, and they pass in the blink of an eye!

The night was cold and silent.

"Huh..."The sudden ghost laughter, one after another, made me feel harsh to listen to.

It must be known that there must be as many as fifty-six evil ghosts this time, and their combat power will inevitably be even more fierce than that of the 'Blazing Evil Ghosts'.

"What the hell is this coming?" I squinted, my eyes were bright, and I seemed to have caught something, and I looked forward, and my right hand was tightly holding the gossip ink jade mirror.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was falling into a glacier, as if I was buried in the snow and ice?

"Water Demons?" I thought about it for a while, but Tong Xuan's whisper sounded in my ears, "This is a Rakshasa demon, don't be delusional..."

At first glance, I gasped, narrowed my eyes, and tried to keep myself calm, while the little fox on my shoulder was waiting for me, and the hair on my body stood on end.

"Hee-hee-hee..." crisp laughter, mixed with bursts of fragrance, and the sound of metal products touching the 'ding dong'.

It sounds harsh, but it's weird, and it's so loud in the quiet of the night...

In the blink of an eye, under the white moonlight, I saw a few graceful figures not far away, which should not be said to be human figures, because they were extremely illusory and extremely unreal.

After about seven or eight seconds, the graceful phantoms gradually solidified, and then they belatedly walked in front of me.

They twist ***, they are beautiful, and they walk like weeping willows, but their movements are fast.

Immediately afterwards, a cold cry, like an angry roar of a ghost, also came from a distance.

I gritted my teeth and continued to look around, and around the ring gauge, I noticed an anomaly...

This pair of evil ghosts that invaded from the eight rounds were extremely beautiful and bewitching; The man is extremely ugly, hideous and ugly.

"This is the most bizarre evil ghost, known as the 'Rakshasa demon', the male is ugly, with a black body, red hair, green eyes, and is extremely vicious; Women are beautiful and bewitching, and they are debauched..."

When I thought about it, Tong Xuan's murmuring reminder also quietly sounded in my mind, "Rakshasa evil ghosts, weird and wonderful, even I have to be careful!" ”

As he spoke, he reminded in a deep voice, "Don't look into the eyes of these 'Rakshasa demons', and be careful not to be bewitched by illusions. ”

In a trance, I was a little speechless, but I actually saw the scene of my mother and father being separated when I was about seven or eight years old...

Winter season, Chinese New Year's Eve, ancestor worship, earth-shattering battle?

At that moment, the picture in front of me froze, and with Tong Xuan's cold voice, it sounded in my mind like a thunder 'boom' on the ground.

In an instant, my consciousness returned to reality, my hallucinations disappeared, and the killing machine was quietly approaching.

The little fox screamed, pulling out to help resist, and I didn't have time to think about anything, my right hand waved the mirror of the gossip ink jade mirror in my hand, and in an instant, it flew into the red silver moon, and it flew in all directions.

"Rakshasa demon, I can stop it..."