Ask the rune to cooperate with the spell, Zhang Ming recited it several times, but the idol did not respond, and the three incense sticks did not spontaneously combust, which made Zhang Ming very confused, and he didn't know what was wrong.

The surrounding villagers all watched nervously, and none of them dared to speak, for fear of disturbing Zhang Ming.

In the end, Zhang Ming sighed and said, "I don't know why, this land god always can't be invited." Don't...... The land god knows that there are many ghosts and evil here, and he doesn't want to come here to be a god? ”

Hearing this, the villagers were even more worried. The village chief sighed anxiously, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the sun has begun to set, the night is approaching, and everyone is starting to get scared.

If this land temple is useless, doesn't it mean that the ghosts and evil spirits in the cemetery can still release yin qi to cause chaos in the village?

Seeing that it was getting dark, everyone was thinking about getting ready to go home.

Zhang Ming didn't give up, and still recited the mantra a few more times, but there was still no response.

The surrounding villagers also gave up!

At this moment, suddenly the village chief anxiously shouted Zhang Hong. When everyone heard this, they looked over and saw Zhang Hong suddenly walking towards the cemetery in a bit of a sluggish manner.

At the same time, the same is true for Zhang Hui and Zhang Mengmeng, as well as Zhang Ran.

Their movements were stiff and their expressions were sluggish, and they just walked towards the graveyard step by step.

Zhang Ming was shocked when he saw this, the yin qi and ghost qi in their bodies were not cleared, and at night, they were obviously controlled by the other four powerful ghosts in the cemetery.

"Stop them, don't let them go to the graveyard!" Zhang Ming immediately drank loudly!

The villagers who were about to leave all stopped, and several middle-aged people hurriedly rushed up to stop Zhang Hong and them.

But at this moment, Zhang Hong and the four of them are in a state of colliding with evil, which is not ordinary people, and their strength is infinite.

Those middle-aged people not only couldn't stop the four of them, but were easily thrown away by them.

Zhang Ming couldn't care about inviting the gods, so he took the invitation rune down from the peachwood sword, and then held the peachwood sword, and rushed towards Zhang Hong and them.

The four of them must not be allowed to go to the cemetery, otherwise the four evil ghosts will possess them and come out of the cemetery, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

It's just that Zhang Ming's body just rushed up, and the mist formed by the surrounding yin qi suddenly became intense.

The surroundings were instantly wrapped in white mist, and Zhang Ming's good eyesight could only see a distance of three or four meters at this moment.

But he still ran towards Zhang Hui's position before, but after passing, Zhang Ming didn't see them.

In the white mist, Zhang Ming turned back and forth a few times. Don't see Zhang Hong and them, even those villagers can't see them.

"Oh no, this time it's really a ghost hitting the wall......" Zhang Ming frowned, clenched the peachwood sword, and recalled in his mind the method of cracking the ghost hitting the wall.

Generally, ghosts hit the wall by covering people's eyes through ghosts and evils, that is, blinding people, confusing people and making people wander around in the same place.

But this ghost hitting the wall is different, it is a kind of illusion formed by a very strong yin qi, and it is a relatively high-end ghost hitting the wall.

So it can't be cracked in the ordinary way!

In addition, because there is too much yin, the fog is too heavy, and the range of ghosts hitting the wall is too large, so stepping on the gang step is not very useful, and the best way is to directly disperse all the yin qi and crack the ghost hitting the wall illusion.

This is not easy, in Zhang Ming's image, as far as the methods he currently knows, the only useful thing should be the Seven Star Step with the exorcism talisman and his Dao method.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming quickly took out an exorcism talisman from his body, and before he had time to think about it, he waved his hand and scattered, and a handful of exorcism talisman in his hand was instantly thrown out by him.

Then he stepped forward and directly began to step into the seven-star step.

With every step he took, there was a hazy power covering him.

At the same time, he pinched his hand in his left hand, and the peachwood sword in his right hand kept pointing at some of the exorcism charms that flew out.

The spell in the point exploded instantly, bursting out with a force to exorcise evil spirits, dispersing that piece of yin qi.

For a while, with the swing of Zhang Ming's peachwood sword, the sound of snapping was endless.

Countless rune papers flew out in all directions, and with the blessing of Zhang Ming's Dao Qi, these talismans all exploded, and the diffuse power of exorcism continued to dissipate the impact of the surrounding Yin Qi.

At the same time, he stepped out, and the strength in his body became stronger and stronger as he writhed.

He saw that he had only taken three steps where he had passed, but it was as if he had traveled a long way, and had split a passage in the mist.

When he took the third step and landed on the ground, his peachwood sword stabbed out of the mist.

At the same time, his body also walked out of the mist in an instant.

At this time, he looked back and saw that the fog behind him was hazy, and he could vaguely see that there were many villagers walking around in a daze.

Zhang Ming waved his peachwood sword, pointed at the large mist, and shouted: "Break!" ”

With a fierce finger of the peachwood sword, a pale yellow light flew out and rushed into the mist. Immediately afterward, the fog began to dissipate rapidly.

The villagers inside also saw everything around them, and they couldn't help but be shocked one by one.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Ming looked at the cemetery again, but his heart sank.

When he was trapped in the fog, the four of them had already entered the cemetery.

These ghosts are still too treacherous. Although they hadn't come out of the graveyard yet, they were able to use so much Yin Qi to stop Zhang Ming and achieve their goals.

Sure enough, it's an old ghost, Zhang Ming is still too young.

Knowing that they would inevitably come out with the help of Zhang Hui's body, Zhang Ming turned around and said to the village chief behind him:

"Take everyone out of here and into the village."

"What's wrong? Aren't we going to get the four of them back? "The village chief is quite worried about his grandson.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "They will come back soon, you go first, and I will deal with it here." ”

As soon as Zhang Ming finished speaking, before the village chief could say anything, he suddenly heard four strange loud laughter from the direction of the cemetery.

"Here ......

Zhang Ming didn't have time to urge these villagers to leave, so he hurriedly held the peachwood sword and looked at the direction of the cemetery with a serious face.

He knew that it might be another uphill battle next.

With four strange laughs, and then in the direction of the cemetery, a stream of yin qi rushed over.

At the same time, four other figures flew towards here.

Zhang Ming frowned, clenched his peachwood sword, and held some exorcism charms in one hand.

And at this time, on a tree not far away, there was a woman standing under a red robe.

This woman is very temperamental, and very beautiful, but she is Hongyou.

Behind her, there was also a red-robed female ghost, who was the female ghost spirit officer who protected Zhang Ming under Hongyou's subordinates.

"Ghost Emperor, do you want to make a move?" The female ghost spirit officer asked.

Hongyou shook his head and said, "No, he needs to get stronger." And with his current special physique, he generally won't be hurt too much. You just need to guard against Hei Xuan's men, and he can handle the rest. ”

The female ghost spirit officer nodded, and then said, "I think...... He faintly already has the temperament of the Mingjun Ghost Emperor back then......"

Hearing this, Hongyou smiled, and said with a doting face:

"This is natural, even if he is reincarnated, he will still not reduce the assets of the Ghost Emperor back then!"