Wang Xiaobai painted a sealing spell, the power is great, there is a pause after the talisman is painted, the entire wall stretches out countless pairs of miserable white ghost hands like a light return, like a jungle of ghost hands, the terrifying atmosphere has reached its peak, it is in this environment, Wang Xiaobai recited the incantation aloud: "When the sun shines, the yin ghost should be destroyed." God Zhu tomorrow, nine dew is too slight. What I have turned into now is all evil. Seven gases into a bucket, three gases into a platform. Two-star cave photo, Fu to speed chase. The pen is the sword, and the ink is the halberd. The inkstone is the dragon pool, and the zhu is the hundred medicines. The pen rule is sick, and the book seal is practiced everywhere, and all evils are lurking. Haste as a law. ”

Unhurried, concentrating, the rest of the runes were completed in one go, and the speed was much faster than before, and more and more ghost hands stretched out from the entire wall, almost forming an incomparably huge basket-like thing, and when he was about to be enveloped in it, the rune had been drawn, Wang Xiaobai blew at the rune on the wall, and shouted: "Hurry like a law!" ”

A rush was like a law, like a spring thunderstorm, and the gloomy aura on the wall churned, like a tree in ashes, and the ghost hands were stiff and dry one by one, and disappeared like smoke, leaving only a miserable cry, sneering...... The sound was endless, and all the ghost hands inside the walls turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

A moment ago, it was a scene that was more realistic than any horror movie, and a moment later it became a mythical story in which the hero defeated the ghost...... The domestic audience has long been accustomed to Wang Xiaobai's reversal, but the Western audience is not used to it, they are even less accustomed to the Eastern method, especially the drawing of talismans, which is particularly magical in their eyes, and there is only one thought in their minds, domineering, really too domineering!

In that situation, even the most powerful priests and wizards had to pray, plead, and even struggle, and it took a lot of energy and strength to barely achieve victory, but this young mage from the East ...... Just draw some weird symbols on the wall, and then all the goblins are destroyed...... No then.

Shock is not enough to describe the mood of the Western audience at this time, it can only be described as shock, and they can't help but barrage one after another: "Is this the magic of the East?" Is what I'm seeing real? Did someone tell me I read that right? Oh my God, it's so powerful, and it's too unexpected, mysterious oriental ...... A mysterious Oriental mage. ”

"Sometimes we have to admit that in the East, there is indeed a much older knowledge about these mysteries than we do, such as shamans and the like, but this is not unusual, because Angel can also do ......"

"I don't know what his spells are, but he looks powerful, or maybe the ghost hands that appear in those walls are too fragile, I don't think he's as powerful as our Western magicians."

"No matter what, this young Oriental Master has subverted my impression, he still has a very good ......"

These are the barrages and timely feedback of most Western audiences, not much, but the English barrage is still too conspicuous in the dense Chinese, so these speeches are dissed and sprayed: "What foreigner, that Nima has such a big sense of superiority?" As long as you are not blind, you can see how powerful Wang Xiaobai is, are you blind? ”

"Don't quarrel with those ignorant stupid foreigners, Xiaobai speaks with strength, and tells them with strength that your uncle will always be your uncle, let them know that we are powerful......"

"This is a game, not a quarrel game, the show has just begun, it's just an appetizer, let's watch it next, foreigners, watch it slowly, don't worry, what shocks you is still ...... behind"

After all, the barrage is a minority, but it is still like a dark cloud drifting by one by one, more viewers are waiting to see what will happen next, they have seen a magical scene, and of course they will expect a more magical scene next, but they were disappointed, and then Wang Xiaobai's live broadcast screen calmed down.

Under the red runes painted by Wang Xiaobai, the gray stone wall is the gray stone wall, which has returned to normal, not only that, but even the white mist that floated before has disappeared without a trace, and the entire wind field is shrouded in white moonlight, Wang Xiaobai has no movement, facing the runes painted on the wall, nodding slightly as if admiring an oil painting.

The audience didn't see what they were going to see, and felt a little disappointed, at this time, a strange picture suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room of the death priest Andre, someone shouted in Wang Xiaobai's live broadcast room, and immediately everyone clicked on Andre's live broadcast room to watch his live broadcast.

The number of people in Wang Xiaobai's live broadcast room has dropped sharply, down by one-fifth, and although the rest are still open, more attention is paid to Andre. Wang Xiaobai waited for a while, but he didn't move, the audience couldn't see his changes, in fact, Wang Xiaobai slowly closed his eyes and was sensing the surrounding environment.

Soon he opened his eyes and looked to the right, there was an iron door on the right leading from the wind field to the cell, Wang Xiaobai said to the little madman: "Crazy brother, let's go!" ”

The little madman hummed, Wang Xiaobai raised his legs and walked towards the iron gate, calmly arrived at the iron gate, stretched out his hand to pull the iron door open, and squeaked! With a sound, Wang Xiaobai took the little madman into the iron gate, there was a moonlight reflection outside the door, but it was dark inside the iron gate, although the little madman turned on the camera, he could only see a simple back.

There's really nothing to see...... In fact, after Wang Xiaobai walked into the iron gate, everyone's attention shifted to Andre, Andre, like Wang Xiaobai, after stepping into the prison, it was not a normal passage, but a passage directly to the periphery of the prison for serious offenders.

The long passage, flanked by iron fenced cells, is not dark, there is a dim light overhead, Andre's assistant is a very young priest, in his early twenties, pale, very handsome and handsome such a boy, there is no panic at all from his body, and his hands will not tremble, under the specially processed camera, the feedback to the live broadcast room is a little greenish picture.

Andre was wearing a pair of leather shoes, he had the rigor of an English gentleman, he always seemed so polite and calm, the footsteps of leather shoes were particularly permeable in the empty and silent environment, and even more permeable was that Andre was walking in the long corridor like a prison guard, and suddenly a carriage clicked sideways in front of him...... Ran over.

That's right, it's indeed a carriage, or a two-horse carriage, two tall horses, at least more than one meter and a half high, one black, one white, the black one without a single miscellaneous hair, the pure black one is pure black, and the white one also has no miscellaneous hair, pure white and pure white, pulling a black luxury carriage without a door.

The luxury of the carriage can be put in the museum, the style of the sixteenth century, except for the door, there should be everything, the chariot is driven by a headless horseman dressed in black, with a great sense of age, except for the headless everything, the two hands control the reins is very handy, and in the carriage of these two carriages, there is a woman sitting......

If this strange carriage had the impression of black and white, as if it had come out of a black and white television, then the only thing that had color was the woman sitting in the carriage, and the woman's clothes were very gorgeous, no, gorgeous was not enough to describe the clothes on her body, it should have been, grandiose, gorgeous, exaggerated, full of religious sense, full of courtly atmosphere, full of life and rhythm, decorated with all kinds of ribbons, lace, precious stones, and lace......

However, it is not quite accurate to say that there was only a white neck on top of such a splendid garment, and that there was no head like the Headless Horseman, that this gorgeous woman had a head, but her head was sandwiched under her right arm, and that it was a vivid, beautiful head, with a ruddy face, puffed with powder, and a high hairpin.

The towering hairpin is not only inlaid with pearls and gemstones, elegant fake flowers, flowing feather ribbons, but also ornaments such as birds, cupids, branches, and vegetables to make the whole head extremely grand. It makes this headless woman even more weird.

But I have to admit that this is indeed a beauty, a beauty full of classical style, judging from her appearance, she should be in her early thirties, full of amazing mature beauty, a pair of azure eyes, a high nose bridge, thin and shapely lips, and a pointed chin......

Such a vivid and weird picture, the visual impact is very large, the barrage is gone for a moment, the strange thing is that such a strange carriage, there is no sound, that is to say, all this is carried out in silence, but it is extremely clear, when the carriage gallops in front of Andrei, the beautiful head in the armpit on the right side of the woman, turned around, looked at Andrei, her face seemed to flash a strange light, and then the blue eyes shot out of lightning as if they were substantial.

Andrei's whole body tensed, and his right hand couldn't help but grasp the cross hanging on his chest, it was a very old silver cross, under the camera shot, emitting a purple light, Andrei recited the incantation easily: "Whether you are a ghost from the ground, or a ghost without a bed, or a desert of corpses, without earth, or an unburied ghost, or a ghost with no one to care for, or a ghost with no sacrifice for food, or a ghost for whom no one pours wine, or a ghost without heirs, or a witch's spirit, Or a ghost of a tomb robber, or a ghost of a robber......"

Andrei's spell was long, but it certainly worked, and as he chanted, the carriage passed through the iron fence, through the prison on the opposite side, through the heavy stone walls, and disappeared into plain sight, only the sound of Andrei's spell echoed in the open environment......