"Click......

Compared to the Fire Charm, although the attack range of the Lightning Charm is much smaller, it is also more than a step more powerful.

A bolt of thunder appeared out of thin air, and when it landed on the burning ghost, it exploded into a burst of sparks.

"Ah...... I'm dead...... Good...... ...... wronged"

The screams of the unjust ghost became weaker and weaker, and it could have been forced to fight back in the burning of the fire, but when the lightning charm hit it, it was directly split in half, and there was no slag left that was quickly burned when it fell to the ground.

"I killed a ghost? Or a ghost that has been dead for at least a hundred years? ”

Looking at the empty ground in front of him, Wang Lang suddenly felt like a dream.

A few days ago, he was a weak and sickly physical education teacher, but now he has been able to beat the ghosts of the Qing Dynasty to death. If he wasn't sure that he was awake now, Wang Lang would still think that he was stupid when he slept!

The heart in the chest cavity was beating "thump", and Wang Lang felt that the blood in his body was boiling. Before, he had to concentrate on avoiding the attack of the unjust ghost, but at this time, the unjust ghost was killed by fire and thunder, and Wang Lang could finally take a breath.

It's a wonderful feeling, the heart is like a super-powerful pump, and the blood is like a rolling river. Wang Lang likes this feeling very much, just like when he chose to apply for sports.

"From today onwards, I am considered a qualified mage!"

Wang Lang clenched his fists, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and his mood was unprecedentedly solemn.

It's just that now is not the time to think nonsense, Huang Qi, Huang Tai Sin and Chen Zhenguo don't know what the situation is, and they can't find the direction in the forest farm.

Ten hours of night is enough to drain anyone's will, let alone a dangerous place where ghosts haunt at any time.

Wang Lang didn't have anything like the compass that Huang Daxian was holding that could guide the direction, and he couldn't see too far under the shroud of darkness, so he could only be careful to guard against what might appear around him.

This forest farm in the eastern part of Shang County is thousands of acres, and the area is so large that it is overwhelming. Coupled with the yin, death, and filth gathered inside, who knows how many ghosts will be hidden!

The more than 20 deceased people recorded by the police station alone are estimated to be ghosts wandering around in such an environment.

It's still documented, but what about those that aren't?

For example, the unjust ghost of the Qing Dynasty who was just beaten and scattered, a Wang Lang can still deal with it, if two or three come at once, I am afraid that he will be killed without even having a chance to escape.

With the fire talisman in his left hand and the thunder talisman in his right hand, Wang Lang's eyes kept scanning back and forth like a nervous talisman. He didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because the ghosts were most likely hiding in the darkness.

Putting the two talismans written in fingertip blood close to his body, Wang Lang touched the thick two stacks of talisman seals in his pocket, and felt his restless heart slowly calm down.

The unjust ghost who has been dead for at least a hundred years has been killed by the lightning charm and the fire charm, and this forest farm can't be all that kind of old ghost.

Under normal circumstances, there will not be too many such old ghosts, otherwise Shangxian would have become a ghost nest long ago, how could it be that there has been nothing wrong with each other for so many years.

After walking in the forest farm for a while, it turned out that Wang Lang's judgment was very correct.

In less than ten minutes, he encountered six ghosts, and even two appeared behind him silently.

However, the strength of these four ghosts was obviously much worse than that unjust death ghost, and they couldn't even hold on for five seconds under the attack of the fire charm and the lightning guide charm, and they were scattered by the beating.

And the two ghosts who appeared behind him and were ready to sneak attack were even worse, and they were directly burned into a puff of black smoke the moment they touched Wang Lang, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

After all, Shangxian is just an ordinary small city, neither a long-standing legend like the northern part of the capital of Xu, nor a place where yin qi gathers. Coupled with the fact that this forest farm is exposed to the sun during the day, it is already a coincidence that this forest farm can be formed.

Besides, with such a powerful ghost who died unjustly, it is impossible for other ghosts to improve their cultivation at all, and it is even powerful if they can resist the fire talisman and the lightning guide talisman for a few seconds.

A few little ghosts were not Wang Lang's opponents at all, and they couldn't even cause harm to him. And there is only one unjust ghost like Zhang Shan, and there is nothing in this dense forest that can hurt Wang Lang.

Of course, it only refers to the things in this dense forest, and the foreign ones are not included.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers, but I don't know if it was the relationship between the eye-opening charm, Wang Lang could still see the surrounding scenery. It's much worse than daytime, but you can tell the story up close, and at least there's no stupidity like crashing into a tree or tripping over a bush.

I don't know if those things hidden in the dark were frightened, but after the unjustly killed ghost Zhang Shan and the six little ghosts were killed, Wang Lang didn't even encounter other ghosts again.

After wandering around like a headless fly for a long time, Wang Lang found that he might not be able to get out of this forest farm with his own strength.

The locust tree in front of him had a palm-sized scorch mark on it, and although the area was not large, it had penetrated deep into the heart of the tree.

This was typed by Wang Lang with a lightning guide talisman, and he originally wanted to leave a mark, so as not to keep running around in place without noticing, who would have expected that he would really guess it.

Wang Lang didn't know what time it was, but he knew that it was the third time he had seen this trace.

The yin and evil aura on the locust tree had been dispersed by the thunder talisman, but the scorched smell that remained around it was like an unscrupulous mockery, which made Wang Lang feel angry for a while.

"Could it be that I'm going to stay here until dawn before I can get out? At least let's have a ghost to play again, it's really not possible to get a zombie to survive! ”

Wang Lang cursed hatefully and slammed his fist into the trunk of the tree.

However, as soon as the words landed, he heard a roar coming from a distance, which frightened Wang Lang and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"No, what's the matter?"

Wang Lang didn't know what the roar was coming from, but he was 100% sure that it would never be a ghost.

Powerful ghosts and resentful spirits are all transformed by the soul of a person after death, although they can manifest their bodies with the help of yin and evil energy, and even cause physical damage to the living, but in essence, they are still ghosts, and it is absolutely impossible to make such a crazy and bloodthirsty roar.

In this forest farm, yin, evil, filth, and death are gathered, and it is not impossible that there are real zombies. And just by relying on a roar, it can send chills down people's backs, and I'm afraid it's even more difficult to deal with than the unjust ghost before.

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