Fang Qian saw that it was Ming Dao again, and immediately roared angrily

"It's you again, give me death!"

Fang Qian no longer cared about the four ghosts below, and directly turned into a ball of black gas and rushed to the well, wanting to kill Ming Dao first, otherwise it would always be a hidden danger for such a person to be here, and now that three of the four ghosts were injured, they were originally inferior to Fang Qian, and after being injured, Fang Qian did not take them seriously, and it was better to cut out the enemy first.

The faces of the four ghosts flashed ruthlessly, and the unjust soul led by him said sharply: "He will definitely not let us go, now is the opportunity, fight with him!" ”

A gust of black wind blew, and the four ghosts turned into black gas and rushed towards Fang Qian above.

"Bang"

Five black lights rushed out of the wellhead and went straight to the sky, catching up with Fang Qian in front, and the scene was quite a bit of the smell of evil stars released in the Water Margin.

Fang Qian's eyes flashed fiercely in the air, and he turned his head to reveal a sneer.

"Since you seek death, it will be done for you."

Fang Qian suddenly turned around and was entangled with the four ghosts, while Ming Dao on the side quietly retreated outside, at this time, the five ghosts were entangled together, and Ming Dao was not easy to interfere with, in case of attacking the other four ghosts, it could only speed up the speed at which Fang Qian devoured the four ghosts.

The five ghosts fought, and the rest of the crew also looked at the wellhead in a daze, although they didn't see it as clearly as Mingdao, but they could also vaguely see a few figures trembling in the air.

The staff member with the radio curiously leaned into the machine.

"What's that?"

"Zizi~"

The machine had just come over, and a burst of electricity came from the headphones, not harsh but very strange, not the irregular sound of electricity, but a little as if it was talking.

"What's that sound?"

Again, the crew put the machine up a bit.

Suddenly, there was a loud cry from the headset

"Zizi, die."

"Bang Dang"

The radio was directly broken by a strong force and fell to the ground, leaving the staff with a bewildered face, and it was only then that the crew began to be afraid, afraid of the unknown.

"Ahhh

The crowd dispersed in a hurry, and Ming Dao watched the five ghosts in front of him fight together, these ghosts are not ghost cultivators, there are no exercises, they just rely on the spirit body to bite, the way is like a beast, Fang Qian bit on the other ghosts, tearing off a large piece of spirit body and swallowing it into his mouth, and the ghost who bit Fang Qian could not tear the spirit body of the money at all.

The battle was almost one-sided, the blood light on Fang Qian's body became more and more intense, and the other four ghosts were already stumps and broken legs at this moment.

Suddenly, a burst of intense blood light erupted in the field, covering everyone's eyes, and a terrifying human face loomed in the blood.

Ming Dao said secretly: "It's coming." ”

Ming Dao bent down and ran towards the direction of the blood light like a sharp arrow, holding all the charms he had drawn before in his hands.

When the ghost is promoted, it is also the weakest time for the spirit, first to transform into a ghost, you must destroy the previous spirit, and reforge it with evil energy, and the ghost uses the body to cast it with evil energy, and the more evil energy you absorb when you are promoted to a ghost, the stronger it will be after promotion, so everyone who is about to advance to a ghost will brutally kill all the living beings around you to provide it with evil energy.

It's a metamorphosis.

However, metamorphosis is often accompanied by death.

"Come back, little brother!"

Chen Zhi watched Ming Dao rush towards the red mist like a moth to a fire, and instantly became anxious, Ming Dao is his hope of becoming famous, and he is likely to become a man who will become an actor in the future, Chen Zhi also wants to tailor a few movies for Ming Dao to help him win awards.

There are also many people who look at each other coldly, and hurriedly flee outside, the life of an unrelated beggar is not worth their precious escape time, not even a word.

The crowd scattered and fled towards the gate, and at this time, no one knew that they were hitting a ghost! But just when everyone was about to run to the door.

"Bang"

The door, which was not pushed by anyone, slammed itself shut.

"Open the door, open the door."

The fleeing man looked at the red mist behind him in horror, and frantically hammered against the gate, but the gate did not move.

"It's over, it's over."

"Damn, I knew I wouldn't be this bullshit crew."

“”

The breath of despair permeates the crowd, ugly, invective, madness, despair, remorse.

But there are still people working on it.

The spell turned into a faint golden light that covered Ming Dao's skin.

Vajra Talisman.

Being able to strengthen the physical body for a short time, a very ordinary low-level charm, does not greatly improve the situation at the moment, but it is better than nothing.

The blood-colored mist wrapped around Ming Dao, revealing a pair of red eyes from the mist and staring at Ming Dao quietly.

"Stinky Taoist, you are really looking for death."

"Earthfire"

Ming Dao didn't talk nonsense with Fang Qian, time is life, he had to kill Fang Qian before Fang Qian's transformation was completed, Ming Dao smashed the charm in his hand into the ground of blood mist, and a red flame appeared on the ground out of thin air, burning without any fuel.

"Insect carving skills."

A cold snort came from the blood mist, and a red mist rushed to the ground to the flames, and when the blood mist met the fire, the power was greatly reduced in an instant, and a black smoke floated out from the junction of the blood mist flames.

Fang Qian's face was not very good-looking, originally he thought that Ming Dao would run away after learning that he was about to become a powerful ghost, but who knew that Ming Dao seemed to know that he was in a weak period at this time, and he kept pestering.

"Stinky Daoist, if you leave now, I will let you go."

Ming Dao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Really? ”

"Hmph, you stinky masters killed the little ones and the old ones, if it weren't for the dead end, I wouldn't want to be your enemy."

Ming Dao moved forward slowly, as if he couldn't hear clearly and wanted to come forward and listen carefully.

"It's okay to go, I'm going to take the people here with me at that time?"

"Whew"

The blood mist churned, and Fang Qian's face appeared from the blood mist, and he roared angrily: "Impossible. ”

Ming Dao's eyes lit up, and one rolled over and rolled in front of the blood mist, all the charms in his hand were in the blood mist, and nearly ten charms turned into a fire in the blood mist.

"Ah, how dare you deceive, you will die, and everyone will die."

The blood mist churned endlessly, slowly extinguishing the firelight, but there was not much blood mist left, revealing its translucent body.

Ming Dao sighed, sure enough, it still doesn't work, Ming Dao has no spiritual power in his body to be able to do this to this extent, Ming Dao looked at Fang Qian's body, and suddenly his eyes lit up, if he didn't guess wrong, Fang Qian would definitely run out of oil at this time.

"There's a play."

Ming Dao instantly turned over from the ground and rushed towards Fang Qian, there were three yang fires on his body, each on the top of his head and two shoulders, Ming Dao just wanted to borrow the yang fire to wear out Fang Qian.

"Boom"

Ming Dao bumped into Fang Qian's body, and it worked, Fang Qian's body weakened a little, Fang Qian also saw Ming Dao's intentions, and looked at Ming Dao coldly, and the surrounding evil qi quickly poured into Fang Qian's body, which was the evil qi left over from the four dead ghosts before.

No, you can't give Fang Qian time to recover.

"Hurry up and help."

Ming Dao shouted loudly to the back, but there was no reaction.

Ming Dao turned his head to look at the crowd gathered behind him, looking at himself in fear but no one stepped forward, fear had blinded their eyes, if so many people were together, a lot of yang fire would be enough for this weak ghost to eat a pot.

Ming Dao sighed, just a little bit.