The dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight reappeared, and I saw that in the Cuibao Pavilion, Wei Xin had long disappeared, and only the remnants of the destroyed screen were left on the ground.

Look closely, there are some patterns in the yellow talisman hidden in the screen, I think it was used to drive away ghosts, and now it is destroyed, no wonder the ghosts and monsters in the pavilion are rampant.

Ling Qiqi clenched his sleeves tightly with both hands, and was thinking about whether to take the opportunity to run away, but if his identity was revealed, he didn't know how to get his hands on the treasure map, but staying in this place where ghosts were rampant, his half life was already scared and gone.

Just as he was making plans, suddenly the eighth prince next to him fell to the ground.

"You!" The eighth prince covered his neck with his hands, his face was blue, as if he had been poisoned, and he stared at Tian Zhijie.

I saw Tian Zhijie playing with the teacup in his hand, and his left index finger kept sliding back and forth on the mouth of the cup and said: "Lord Wang, I advised you to be careful, it was just a matter of building a ghost army, but even the heart of seizing the throne was known." ”

After that, Tian Zhijie deliberately sighed and said: "Alas, this is the emperor's personal order to take your life, and we can't save you!" Eight, the king, the lord. The last three words were especially heavy, and then Tian Zhijie poured himself another cup of tea, and the gloomy air in his eyes became more and more heavy.

The eighth prince struggled a few times, and finally his limbs twitched, and his head tilted and he was poisoned to the ground.

Ling Qiqi suddenly looked up at Tian Zhijie, only to see that Tian Zhijie did not pay attention to him, but looked at the chaotic scene below with interest.

In order to snatch the treasure map, many people scrambled to sit up and snatch it, but they didn't know that they were shrouded in darkness for a moment, and now they were standing in the hall one by one, at a loss, not only Wei Xin was gone, but even the treasure map disappeared together.

Ling Qiqi lowered his head again, looking at the soul pain screams that were gradually tearing out after the death of the Eighth Prince, he felt terrified, and he couldn't help but weaken his feet and fell to the ground.

"What about Wei Xinren?" A man in the hall shouted.

"Hand over the treasure map! Lao Tzu is in a hurry day and night, do you want Lao Tzu to play hide and seek with you? Another bearded man yelled.

As the two shouted, the others followed suit, and the original auction had already changed its appearance, as if whoever grabbed it could be whoever, and everyone was eager to try it with their weapons, no different from the Colosseum.

But after shouting for a long time, he didn't see Wei Xin reappear, Ling Qiqi squatted in the corner, and through the white veil, he only vaguely saw Tian Zhijie taking out a marionette from his cuffs.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a heavy smashing sound, and I don't know what it was falling from the height of the fifth floor, and when I looked at it, it was a corpse.

When everyone watched the corpse gradually retreat to the side, they saw the corpse staggering to its feet, its face like ashes, its muscles bulging, and its eyes reddening, not as angry as a living person.

Lingqi saw that this person was particularly familiar, it was Lei Mu.

I saw Lei Mu roaring angrily towards the sky, and there were three shocks around him, and the surrounding ghosts were also a few points away from him.

Seeing that the comer was not good, everyone took a few steps back, but just now their feet took a step back, and they were uncontrollable, and they could no longer move.

Even the spirit prayer is stiff and uncontrollable.

"Hahaha, it's fun!" Tian Zhijie laughed, then jumped and landed lightly beside Lei Mu.

He put one hand on Lei Mu's shoulder, and the other hand raised his head and shouted, "It's okay now, right?" "Butterfly

As soon as the words fell, Wei Xin flew down, holding a silver soul bell in his left hand, and a stack of black charms in his right hand, raising his hand and scattering it.

Black spells fluttered in the air, and through the moonlight they flew in like a flock of crows, enveloping the entire hall.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Xin picked up the soul bell and shook it, silently reciting the scriptures in his mouth, only to see the black charm floating in the air to form a circle, surrounding everyone together, the charm turned faster and faster, and gradually formed black smoke, only to see the little ghosts around him keep howling, looking hungry and thirsty.

Ling Qiqi leaned his head against the wooden railing, and saw that the evil ghosts in the black smoke below were scrambling to drill into the bodies of the living, and the roars of the evil spirits in the pavilion were blended with the painful cries of the people, which was extremely tragic.

Ling Qiqi only felt extremely irritable and had a splitting headache in his heart.

Tian Zhijie watched Wei Xin cast spells with cold eyes on the side, only to see that everyone's expressions were extremely painful, and he turned his head and asked, "Are you going to succeed?" How do I feel like these people are dying of pain. It's not easy to gather so many martial arts masters, don't kill me, and control these living people. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Wei Xin's mouth, "Right away." ”

"Where's the Underworld?" Suddenly, the Night King's cold voice came.

Tian Zhijie turned his head, looked at the Night King and said, "Yes, the Night King, are you still here?" Come and play with me.,Recently repaired this puppet.,By the way, see if it's good or not.。 With that, the hand that was originally on Thunder Wood was put down, and he jumped back and picked up the puppet in his hand to control Thunder Wood to attack the Night King.

Before they got close, the three people next to him rushed forward, and the four of them fought hotly.

Suddenly, a scream came from the Yi San Pavilion, only to see a white light suddenly appear, dazzling, a burst of air flowed out, and suddenly a little starlight was scattered, the black smoke dissipated instantly, and the evil ghost suddenly disappeared.

Everyone in the hall fainted to the ground, Wei Xin was shocked out of the ground, kneeling on one foot, spitting black blood from his mouth.

"Who!" Tian Zhijie looked at the third floor and shouted.

Suddenly, the wind struck, lightning and thunder, the windows around were also opened, the purple veil fluttered in the wind, and Ling Qiqi stood in the compartment, looking coldly at the hall.

Tian Zhijie didn't care about the concubine who was following the Eighth Prince at first, so he didn't look at it since he killed the Eighth Prince, but he didn't know why a burst of white light came from her just now, and he actually interrupted the ceremony.

"Mrs. Tang?" Tian Zhijie said suspiciously.

Wei Xin looked up, and after seeing Ling Qiqi, his eyes suddenly changed slightly, he wiped the blood on his mouth, turned his head and said to Tian Zhijie: "It's wasted, the ghost has been dispersed." ”

"Hahaha...... Scrapped? Tian Zhijie laughed when he heard Wei Xin's words, and then his eyes turned to stare at Ling Qi and shouted evilly: "Do you know how much effort I have done for this Fa Ceremony!" ”

Tian Zhijie controlled the puppet in his hand as he spoke, and Lei Mu behind him immediately flew to the third floor, and prayed to the spirit with both hands.

Ling Qiqi saw that Lei Mu was attacking quickly and did not panic, he turned his toes and dodged sideways, but the hat was grabbed by Lei Mu.

Lei Mu stepped forward with his feet, kicked the rotten wooden railing, bounced up with both hands on the ground, and prayed to the spirit with his left fist.

But seeing Lingqi took off the white veil on his face, wrapped it into strips, took Lei Mu's fist, and used the white gauze to wrap Lei Mu's left hand, and with a heel kick, a somersault buckled Lei Mu's left hand behind his back, so that he couldn't get up freely, and then kicked his right foot hard, and kicked Lei Mu in front of Tian Zhijie.

"Who the hell are you!" Tian Zhijie looked at the thunder wood on the ground, his heart was full of anger, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the spirit to pray.