Chapter 170: Xiao Zhuo is fierce

Not to mention Zhao Yunuo, Tang Ying was almost frightened.

So many evil things, all of them are under Liu Yuanzhai's command? If it weren't for Tang Ying's foresight to let Xiaozhuo Xiaoqing improve his strength, let alone deal with Liu Yuanzhai, I'm afraid that he wouldn't even be able to pass this second workshop, and he would be divided by ten thousand ghosts.

At this moment, Chen Jinguang suddenly let out a low shout: "It's here!" ”

As the words fell, Chen Jinguang was heard chanting a spell at an extremely fast speed, followed by a ball of fire, and a yellow talisman was struck into the air.

Under the light of the burning fire of the rune paper, Tang Ying vaguely saw the surrounding environment clearly.

That's right, just 'vaguely' almost scared Tang Ying's guts.

Have you ever participated in a supermarket sale? People are crowded, shoulder to shoulder, yes, that's what it feels like. The ghosts are next to each other, one by one, and they occupy the space around them. Right next to Tang Ying, less than half a meter away, there was a powerful ghost. This terrible ghost is a man, probably killed in a car accident, because he was wearing modern clothes, his body was mutilated, his head was only half left, and his shoulder was completely torn.

He was staring at Tang Ying closely, but before that, Tang Ying didn't realize it!

This male ghost, among all the ghosts, is by no means the most terrifying one, nor is it the most shocking one. From the ignition of the fire to the extinguishing of the whole process, the whole process took about two seconds, and it was these two short seconds, but Tang Ying felt like a year was as long, more like seeing all the evil things in the world.

The moment the fire was extinguished, deafening screams, roars, and wails came from all directions, shaking Tang Ying's scalp and his ears buzzing.

In the next second, Tang Ying felt a wet and extremely cold palm grab her shoulder.

Even if it was torn apart in the next moment, it still made Tang Ying cold from head to toe. Especially when he was completely in the dark, he didn't know where the evil thing would attack from, and where he would open his bloody mouth and bite it, this kind of fear of knowing and knowing simply challenged Tang Ying's bottom line of collapse.

Fortunately, Tang Ying did not forget Xiao Zhuo's advice, no matter how frightened or nervous she was, she never moved half a step and always stood in place.

Tearing, crashing, screaming, and other sounds mingle into a doomsday rhapsody that is constantly played around you.

At this moment, Chen Jinguang struck out another talisman.

The firelight reappeared, and for a short moment, Tang Ying finally saw clearly what was happening around her.

Within three meters of Tang Ying's body, there was no longer half an evil thing that could stand up, or rather, there was not a complete evil thing, which was either torn to pieces or directly scattered, leaving only a black mist that had not had time to dissipate.

And Xiao Zhuo, who is dressed in blood, is several times more terrifying than these evil things.

Her two hands are like iron claws, with a wave of the skin, the flesh is open, the tendons are broken and broken, as long as there is an evil thing trying to attack Tang Ying, Xiao Zhuo will shake her head lightly, the black hair is as smooth as silk at first, and then it suddenly becomes longer, like a wire, directly penetrating the evil thing completely.

After the hair entered the body, it wrapped around the bones of the evil creature from the inside, and all the strands of hair were used at the same time, and the evil creature was directly crushed, turning into a mass of minced flesh that could not tell what it was, and the largest piece of flesh was only the size of a fist. This is the terrifying spirit of the fierce spirit, created by Tang Ying himself!