This time he was caught off guard, and the big mouse went to the distance again, Ding Xiaocong was shocked, with his current soul power, once he was pounced on by a soul of the level of the ghost mother, he didn't dare to say that he would die, and he didn't want to move in a short time.

At the critical moment, Xiaolan's eyes turned red in a hurry, and she jumped back directly from Zhou Tongmei's heart, chasing the ghost mother and biting. With her current ability, she is not the opponent of the ghost mother, but she can't care about her younger brother anymore.

As soon as Xiaolan let go, Zhou Tong's tall body was like a wooden stake, standing straight up to the sky and falling to the ground, with a "bang".

After all, the ghost mother still cared about Xiaolan, and when she noticed that it was not good behind her, she rolled into the distance with a loud roar, and Xiaolan once again wrapped herself around Ding Xiaocong's neck, opening her mouth to face the erratic ghost mother's vigilance.

Ding Xiaocong finally escaped the difficulty, and he was cold, only to find that he was drenched in sweat. Looking up, the ghost king Dong Pengchai once again stretched out his little finger and scratched the grimace on his chest.

By this time it was already dark, and the grimace had fallen to the ground, and it was no longer visible.

Ding Xiaocong immediately became alert.

Now here are Ding Xiaocong and Xiaolan, opposite are Dong Pengchai and Ghost Mother, the two sides have launched a confrontation, waiting for the opponent's flaws.

Jiang Bai shouted hard behind him, Ding Xiaocong looked back and breathed a sigh of relief, only to see Jiang Bai's footsteps changing again and again, fluttering left and right like the wind, and the golden silkworm Gu couldn't catch up with it at all. The stick insects continued to attack, but the individual attacks had little effect, and each time they were swept away by the sword.

Although Jiang Bai is powerless to attack Xiao Lin now, it is not a big problem to protect herself with her skills, and the situation is better than her own side.

Looking at the side of the stream again, Hua Hongying and the others finally fought, Luo Laosan and Xiao Jinbao each held a dagger, rushing left and right to rush closer. Hua Hongying opened the umbrella, blocked back and forth, and at the same time used the sharp blade on the tip of the umbrella to fight back, Guo Yunxiang lowered her head and shrank behind his waist, viciously waiting for the opportunity.

The surface of his umbrella looks like it is made of oilcloth, but it is actually woven with alloy wire, which is not soaked in water and fire, can withstand swords, and blocks it with a "clanging" sound.

said that it was a fight, but in fact, both sides were extremely cautious, and it was better to pose for a house, and there would be no danger.

It can be seen that the three people on Gu Ye's side are all unable to work hard, waiting for others to produce results.

Now that other places are in a stalemate, the only breakthrough point is Ding Xiaocong's side, but the problem is that it is difficult for their side to fight......

The night is getting darker and darker, and the yin qi is getting heavier and heavier, and Dong Pengchai's advantage is gradually increasing.

There was a "squeak" scream, and the big rat dragged a large ticket to lower its head, and ran past Ding Xiaocong again. Although this rat has undergone special witchification, it is a living creature after all, and when the power of a living thing is exhausted, when the time comes, those souls will immediately pounce on themselves!

Just when Ding Xiaocong was nervously calculating, the ghost mother suddenly screamed, gave up the confrontation, and rolled towards Jiang Bai in the distance.

Ding Xiaocong was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Sister, go and help!" ”

Once Jiang Bai is pounced on by the ghost mother, the situation will immediately take a sharp turn for the worse, and all four people on his side will be destroyed!

Xiaolan kept staring at the ghost mother, and she didn't need Ding Xiaocong to shout, she flew over.

Seeing that his sister's speed was faster than that of the ghost mother, Ding Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Dong Pengchai. But before he could make any moves, he felt a strong force behind him, pressing him forward and almost lying down.

Looking back, Ding Xiaocong's heart sank to the bottom, and he saw that there was a person lying on his stomach behind him - Dong Pengchai!

The other Dong Pengchai was still standing not far in front, playing the gourd silk, with a gloomy face, who was lying behind him?

There are two possibilities, either Dong Pengchai who is lying on his back is a real person, or it is a ghost descended by him, and has begun to directly infringe on his soul.

The next moment, it was confirmed that the answer was the latter.

Another strong force struck, and when he looked back, another Dong Pengchai jumped on his back, holding him tightly. At this time, Ding Xiaocong was overwhelmed, his legs were like chaff, and he was about to lose his feet.

Just now, he was worried about Jiang Bai, so he was distracted, and he was taken advantage of by these things, and directly attached his soul. The so-called "soul presses the soul and weighs a thousand catties", although this is a bit exaggerated, but the heaviness is definitely imaginable by ordinary people.

The folk call carrying the coffin "lifting weight", which means that carrying the dead is particularly heavy, in fact, it is because the time of death is too short, and the soul is still on the body.

There are usually four people carrying the coffin, but now, Ding Xiaocong is carrying two "Dong Pengchai" on his back, and the weight can be imagined. When the second Dong Pengchai pressed up, he snorted, his knees immediately bent, and the sweat on his head instantly drenched.

But he can't fall now, once he falls to the ground, his soul will be completely suppressed, and no matter how difficult it is to turn over, everything will be over.

However, the matter was far from over, and immediately afterwards, another "Dong Pengchai" jumped on Ding Xiaocong's back and clamped it tightly, Ding Xiaocong couldn't bear it anymore, knelt on his knees, bent his waist, and supported the ground with his hands.

It's not over yet, followed by the fourth and fifth, a total of five "Dong Pengchai" wrapped around Ding Xiaocong's back. Their heads were tightly squeezed into Ding Xiaocong's ears, their faces were hideous and fierce, and they let out a silent roar.

As if a mountain was pressed on his back, Ding Xiaocong's body was like a sifting chaff, trembling, "boom" in his mind, gritting his teeth and resisting desperately, shouting repeatedly in his heart: "Can't fall!" Don't pour! ”

Seeing that Ding Xiaocong had been suppressed and couldn't move, Dong Pengchai finally stopped playing, pulled out a jet-black metal awl from behind his waist, and strode over.

"Nail the Soul Needle!" Ding Xiaocong was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he began to silently chant ghost sounds in his heart.

Life is on the horizon, you must think of ways to save yourself!

Those five "Dong Peng Guesses" should be his natal descent, and the old guy is also fighting, because these natal descent are directly pressed on the soul, even if Ding Xiaocong is silently chanting in his heart, they can also hear it.

With the ghost sound, those fatal expressions began to become confused, and the hand on Ding Xiaocong's body gradually loosened.

If there is enough time, Ding Xiaocong can completely reduce these natal lives to sing the confusion, but now time does not allow it, his soul is under heavy pressure, and he can't support it for so long.

Striding in front of Ding Xiaocong, Dong Pengchai's face was even more fierce than a ghost, he grabbed Ding Xiaocong's hair with his left hand, held an awl in his right hand, shouted in a low voice, and grabbed it in his heart.

Ding Xiaocong has been holding his breath until now, and when he saw the fatal awl piercing over, he immediately moved to the right, and the awl pierced into his left shoulder socket, and the hollow awl tail blood immediately gushed out.