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Just now, when he turned around, he glanced at the small red brick temple buried deep under Wenshan Lake, and there were two words "ghost temple" written on the temple door!

In this place of Pengcheng University, there was originally a village called Guimiao, Li Qing had heard about it, and even heard some rumors that it was the real pronunciation of Guimiao, which was a ghost temple! It was only for some reason that the name was changed to the homophonic character "Gui".

The truth of the matter has long been lost in the years.

Li Qing didn't know if the rumors were true or not, and he was not interested in knowing it before, but the gossip between classmates was just heard by him.

And now, seeing the small red brick temple buried deep under the lake, Li Qing completely believed the rumors.

However, whether to believe it or not is no longer important to him at this time.

The moment the brocade-robed woman appeared in the temple, Li Qing felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Run, run, run!"

Crazy thoughts swirled rapidly in Li Qing's heart.

However, the next moment, Li Qing's face changed.

He was obviously running forward, but he was actually retreating a little.

"What's going on? Fooling my sanity with a ghost hitting a wall? Li Qing was furious in his heart.

Ghost hitting the wall, in fact, to put it bluntly, is that the ghost thing confuses people's vision and perception, and what people see in the ghost hitting the wall is completely inconsistent with the real scene in reality.

For example, in front of you, there is obviously a window balcony, but in the ghost wall, in front of you is the gate to go out.

At this time, you just open the door and go out, in fact, you are jumping from the window.

In the ghost hitting the wall, there are two common ways for ghosts to use illusions to confuse people's minds, and the other is to cover the eyes of ghosts.

Illusions confuse the mind, usually changing the surrounding scene so that people can't figure out the real situation.

A ghost is lying behind you, with the palm of your hand covering your eyes, so that you can't see the danger ahead.

This situation is usually when you cross the street, there is a big truck driving in front of you, and you are blinded by a ghost, but you think there is no car on the road, so you walk out.

In layman's terms, ghosts hitting walls create illusions, and ghosts blinding you so that you can't see the impending danger.

But the situation Li Qing is facing at this time is neither a ghost hitting the wall, nor a ghost covering her eyes, but this woman who came out of the small red brick temple is too powerful!

"Where do you want to take my son?"

The tactful and melodious voice sounded softly behind Li Qing, soft and with a bit of lazy taste.

"Your son?"

Li Qing lowered his head, and in his arms, the ghost baby who had been extracted from a part of the power of the origin, his figure was a little dim, and his sleeping face had a look of pain.

"You know what!" Seeing Li Qing's expression, the corner of the brocade-robed woman's mouth hooked up a sneer, and she said in a faint voice, "Give him to me, and then, you can die." ”

The indifferent words, like drumsticks, struck in Li Qing's heart.

A trace of coldness flashed in Li Qing's eyes, and then he laughed, "You want him?" ”

As he spoke, Li Qing's palm pinched the ghost baby's neck.

The brocade-robed woman didn't speak, but just looked at Li Qing's palm on the ghost baby's neck quietly.

"You're here to save him......"

"Yes, I'm here to save him. But if we can't save him, we're both going to die anyway, so why bother to give him to you? Li Qing said with a calm face.

"Good." The brocade-robed woman nodded, turned around, and walked towards the small temple, "Kill it." ”

The voice was very soft, but in Li Qing's ears, there was a piercing chill.

Hearing this, the eighteen pigtailed ghosts moved their weapons and rushed directly towards Li Qing.

Li Qing's face showed a trace of bitterness, and his palm was released from the ghost baby's neck.

He is not a person who gives up so easily, just now he is just testing the importance of the ghost baby in the heart of the brocade-robed woman.

Looking at the eighteen pigtailed ghosts who rushed up, a layer of cold ice wrapped around Li Qing's body, and his body retreated dexterously.

At this time, the brocade-robed woman had not yet returned to the underground ghost temple, and Li Qing naturally couldn't be too sharp.

Otherwise, it would no longer be the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei who was easy to deal with, but the woman in the brocade robe who was obviously more powerful.

Li Qing tried his best to dodge the siege of the Eighteen-Heavenly Jingwei and delay time, while secretly paying attention to the brocade-robed woman.

Once the brocade-robed woman entered the small underground temple, Li Qing would use the spiritual power seed and cold ice to severely damage the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei together, and then take the opportunity to escape.

Brush Brush Brush!

The sword light and sword shadow, a rusty spear, like a flying dragon in the sky, screamed again and again.

Meteor flying hammer, like a flying star, rumbling.

The stick pierced directly, if the phoenix nodded, the birds contended.

Eighteen Tianjing Wei cooperated tacitly, and he was a martial arts master who had experienced a hundred battles before his death, although Li Qing was strengthened by the playground, but in terms of skills, it was like a ten-year-old child facing a murderous criminal.

Left and right, Li Qing dodged in embarrassment, although he dodged and blocked some attacks, he still left a lot of white marks on his body.

The cold ice, like an all-round armor, protected Li Qing tightly, only a few tiny holes were exposed between the mouth and nose.

But no matter how hard things are, they will break over time.

Like a drop of water piercing a stone, two attacks at once did not cause any damage to the cold ice covered by Li Qing's body, except for the feeling of some shock that could be transmitted to Li Qing slightly.

And if, under the rich combat experience of the Eighteen Guards of Tianjing, Li Qing's ice-like protection like a turtle's shell was subjected to continuous bombardment and shattering in the same place again and again, it would only be a matter of time.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Qing's mouth, and his body kept retreating, trying to remove the vibration power coming from the ice.

Weapons such as guns and sticks, which do less damage to him, and the only major ones needed are heavy weapons such as meteor hammers.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Li Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light, he could only defend passively now, once the brocade-robed woman returned to the ghost temple, it was time for him to take revenge and fight back.

"Good!"

Seeing the brocade-robed woman disappear under the crack in the ice, Li Qing's eyes flashed, and her body, which was originally dodging and retreating, suddenly stopped.

Boom Boom!

A series of explosions sounded, and all the eighteen guards of Tianjing were shattered into a cloud of black mist.

At the same time, the ice floated, condensed into different shapes, and engulfed each black mist in the ice.

"Humph!" Li Qing snorted coldly, the weapons scattered on the ground by the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei, under the squeeze of the cold ice, the wooden sticks were broken, the swords were bent and deformed, and even the meteor hammer was controlled by Li Qing with the cold ice, wrapped layer after layer.

In the previous dodge, although Li Qing was in a passive position, his spiritual power seed had already quietly melted into the important joints of the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei's body.

Li Qing naturally understands that sometimes, to destroy a house, you don't need to smash the whole house, you only need to destroy the load-bearing walls and support points of the house!

Even, for the sake of insurance, Li Qing also controlled the cold ice on the ground and destroyed all the weapons of the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei. Even if the Eighteen Heavenly Jingwei didn't die and caught up again, it would be even more difficult for them to break through Li Qing's defense without weapons.

Turning back, Li Qing hugged the ghost baby tightly, and the steps he had originally planned to take stopped instantly.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Li Qing's forehead, and the pupils in his eyes contracted violently.