Not only that, but the other female ghosts also did the same when they noticed the situation here.

I sweated for the little girl, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that these female ghosts had blocked her attack for me.

There is a difference between humans and ghosts, and every living person contains yang energy, and ordinary yin spirits are not allowed to get close.

This little girl is no exception, she has yang energy to protect her body, and the female yin spirit cannot cause substantial damage to her.

With the strength of these female yin spirits, they used yin qi to erode the little girl's body at most.

The little girl should not be able to see the Yin Spirit, but only feel the endless chill, and at the same time produce terrifying hallucinations under the influence of the Yin Qi.

"Ahh

Under the siege of the female ghost, the little girl screamed, waved the steel pipe in her hand, and smashed it around.

"Get out of here, get out of here! I didn't mean to, I was forced too...... You should blame yourselves for being unlucky! I won't let you hurt him! The little girl's voice was full of tears.

I was a little stunned, I didn't quite understand the situation in front of me, why didn't those female yin spirits attack King Ling's tomb, but hated this little girl to the core?

"First year of junior high school, are you okay? Are there any injuries? ”

Lingzheng rushed over.

His reaction speed was not unstoppable, and he was already trying to rush to my side as soon as he noticed the little girl appear. But in the tomb of King Ling, he was entangled with Lingzheng, and he couldn't pull out at all.

Looking at Lingzheng's apologetic and worried eyes, I squeezed out a relieved smile.

Before I could respond to him, King Ling's Tomb followed up again!

"Lingzheng, be careful!"

"Whew!" A chain flew over.

To my surprise, the chain flew straight towards the little girl.

To be precise, the blow of King Ling's tomb was to attack the yin ghost beside the little girl, and he wanted to protect the little girl?

Ling Zheng's face was gloomy, and he casually threw out the golden dragon pestle to block the black chain.

"Khooth!"

The black chain deflected in a deflected direction and nailed to the wall.

"Ah......" The little girl finally couldn't stand it anymore, and after screaming, she fainted to the ground.

I frowned and whispered, "Is she okay?" ”

"And do you have the leisure to care about others? She is innocent of death! Lingzheng's voice was cold, startling me. After confirming that I was not injured, Ling Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he reached out his hand, the golden dragon pestle returned to his hand.

Lingzheng just stood in front of me, blocking all dangers for me, I looked at his back in a daze, when dealing with ghosts, we will encounter a lot of dangers, every time we encounter danger, Lingzheng is like this in front of me, just like a towering tree that shelters the birds from the wind and rain, that strong sense of security makes my flustered heart have a stable home.

"Damn! You shit, you can't do a little thing! ”

King Ling's tomb scolded angrily.

After the little girl fainted, those female yin spirits suddenly lost their target and gradually set their eyes on King Ling's tomb.

King Ling's tomb narrowed his eyes and sneered: "What, want to rebel?" ”

Just with this sentence, those female yin spirits instantly flinched out of fear, and did not dare to move half a step further. King Ling's Tomb did not put the female yin soul in his eyes, but put most of his attention on Ling Zheng.

"King Ling's Tomb, you are good at using the Yin Soul to do evil, and your crime should be punished!"

Ling Zheng's voice was low, and he slowly but surely approached the tomb of King Ling.

Ling Wang Tomb smiled Senran: "Lingzheng, you died in my hands today, will that old guy Xuanyi rush out from Yin Si to avenge you?" I think at the beginning, he loved you the most. Hahahaha...... It was a perfect ending for us,"

I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that the tomb of King Ling has lost its previous calmness at this time. Although it still looks arrogant, it looks like a paper tiger with a strong outside and a dry middle.

"Lingzheng, you little ......"

I instinctively wanted to tell Ling Zheng a few words, but I was afraid of disturbing him.

My voice was very subtle, but Ling Zheng heard it, he turned his head and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, wait for me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lingzheng left an afterimage on the spot, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air, so fast that it was not clear to the naked eye. The retreat of those female yin spirits is certainly an important reason for the recovery of the spirits. But I guess that he completely broke out this time must have found the weakness of King Ling's tomb.

Lingzheng is calm and never fights uncertain battles.

It seems that he has been falling behind before, but he may not be testing the reality of King Ling's tomb.

"Whoa!"

When I saw it clearly, Ling Zheng was holding the golden dragon pestle and rolled up the chains on King Ling's tomb that restrained the male yin soul.

"Boom!" A bang.

The golden dragon pestle flashed with golden light, the slender chains were all shattered, and many male yin spirits suddenly scattered, and King Ling's face showed a painful expression.

"Whoop......"

The iron cables of the two attacks flew up and down, seemingly making Lingzheng helpless and difficult to approach. In fact, King Ling's tomb exposed his weakness, and he didn't dare to let Ling Zheng get close.

In the face of King Ling's Tomb's frantic counterattack, Ling Zheng was not afraid of danger and reached out to grab one of the chains.

The chains tightly strangled Lingzheng's arm, sinking deep into the flesh, and blood dripped down the chains.

"Whoosh!"

The golden dragon pestle was thrown out, and in a flash of golden light, I seemed to see a dragon-shaped phantom surrounding the golden dragon pestle.

"Bang!" With a bang, the golden dragon pestle was in the middle of the door of King Ling's tomb.

King Ling's tomb was completely panicked, his face was smashed and sunken, but no blood flowed out.

I noticed that the flesh of his wound was turned outward, dark red, like expired sauced beef, and my stomach churned with disgust.

He was already injured like this, but his actions were not affected in any way, but became more crazy.

"Die! No one wants to take my life! I, King Ling's Tomb, will never die! ”

King Ling's tomb roared.

Perhaps realizing that he was no longer Lingzheng's opponent, King Ling's tomb, a despicable and shameless villain, actually waved his chains and attacked me again.

Ling's face was as usual, and he stretched out his hand and flew the golden dragon pestle back into his hand, and then threw it out again.

"Khooth!"

The golden dragon pestle collided violently with the chains, and this time the sound was even louder, and my ears were buzzing.

"Boom ......"

A muffled sound came from underground, the ground trembled, and the buildings above seemed to collapse.

Lingzheng quickly retreated, holding me in his arms, trying to take me out of this hellish place.

I'm a little confused, this collision can produce such a big movement?

No, it's an earthquake, right?