General Luo pretended to be frightened and turned around suddenly, and his body hit the arm of the black-faced marshal hard, and the soul collecting rod in the black-faced marshal's hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Two female ghosts dressed as rings wore their cloaks and drilled out of the soul collecting sticks.

Obviously, the two female ghosts were seriously injured, their faces were pale, they couldn't even gather their human shapes, and they were floating in the air with heads and no feet.

The black-faced marshal saw Xiao Ju's two maid rings running away, and he was so angry that he didn't have time to scold General Luo, so he only waved his hands and said, "Hurry up---, quickly pick up the soul collector stick for me, don't let these female ghosts escape." ”

Watching the two white smoke turn into female ghosts with heads and feet, General Luo felt sad in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be more afraid, and bent down to pick up the soul rod in a wordy manner, and suddenly his legs were weak and his center of gravity was unstable.

Luo Jiangshi leaned forward with his whole body, fell and ate, not only did he not pick up the soul collecting rod, but he also kicked the soul collecting rod under the bed.

Seeing this, the black-faced marshal became even more angry, gritted his teeth and scolded, "Waste, it's just waste." As he spoke, he turned and went to the bedside table to get the bag containing the soul.

As soon as the soul collector stick fell, Xiao Ju escaped from the green light of the soul collector rod.

Xiao Ju was resentful of the black-faced marshal and only wanted to kill the black-faced marshal, so she didn't run away immediately.

Seeing that the black-faced marshal's soul collecting stick was kicked under the bed by the yellow general, the black-faced marshal turned around and went to get the cloth bag containing the soul.

Xiao Ju decided to take advantage of this moment to kill the blackface marshal.

Xiao Ju immediately stared at the blood-red eyes, stretched out the long ten fingers dripping with blood, the speed was like lightning, and the eyes didn't have time to blink before they floated to the back of the black-faced marshal, and the ten fingers dripping with blood grabbed the death hole behind the black-faced marshal.

Seeing that Xiao Ju was about to grab a big hole in the back of the black-faced marshal.

However, Marshal Blackface is a disciple of the demon god after all, although the demon god did not teach the blackface marshal magic, but the demon god gave the blackface marshal the evil aura to defend against ghosts.

When the black face felt a chill behind him, he knew that Xiaoju had attacked again.

Xiao Ju is a soul, there is no **, it is erratic, and it is useless to use the martial arts tricks of the world to deal with Xiao Ju.

The black-faced marshal instinctively raised his left hand wearing a summoner to block back, this summoner is transformed by the scales on the demon god's body, and the demon god can fight with the Buddha, which shows how powerful its magic is.

The demon god is actually the god of the demon world, and he is the highest master of the demon world, and the summoner can summon all the disciples of the demon god, and its power can be imagined, how can a little soul who has only been cultivating for a few years be able to resist it.

Fortunately, Marshal Blackface didn't know the power of the summoner, and he wouldn't use it, but would only use it to call the disciples of the demon god, and would not use it to ward off enemies or use it for other purposes.

However, when the black-faced marshal raised his hand like this, a piece of blue light emitted from the summoner still hit Xiao Ju's form and soul almost to pieces.

Xiao Ju screamed, and her body immediately shrank into a ball, and wisps of white smoke came out.

Seeing this, General Luo felt a pain in his heart, pretending to jump up from the ground, stretched out his feet, and tripped the blackfoot marshal to eat, at the same time, General Luo shouted loudly, "Come on, come on, come on, the marshal was asked for his life by a ghost, come quickly." ”

Although the soldiers guarding outside were afraid, they did not dare to disobey the military orders.

So a tidal wave poured in from outside, and the black-faced marshal and the yellow soldier were lifted from the ground with all hands and feet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Ju and the two maid rings, who were seriously injured, turned into a gust of wind and fled.

Some soldiers carried the black-faced marshal with a blue nose and swollen face to the bed, and asked in a gossipy manner, "Marshal, what the hell is so powerful, he beat you like this, what about the ghost, the ghost is gone, we are not ghost hunters, what can we do, we are all afraid of ghosts, marshal, why don't you hurry up and invite a Taoist priest to come." The eyes of a group of soldiers wandered, for fear that the ghost would suddenly appear from behind, and said to the black-faced marshal with a sad face.

The black-faced marshal was furious, and scolded loudly, "Get out, get out---, a bunch of rubbish, get out of here." ”