Chapter Seventy-Six: The Ghost Infant Disaster VIII

already had some ideas in his heart, Wang Shuo waved his right hand back to summon the big copper tripod, took the two very weak ghost babies on the ground in, stood up, grabbed three brushes with his left hand and drew three horizontal lines in the air in front of him, and pinched the trick with his right hand and shouted angrily: "Chop the word trick, disease." ”

As Wang Shuo's words fell, a faint red glow appeared on the three horizontal lines written in blood in mid-air, and flew over the huge ghost baby who had already run a distance after the money sword, and finally cut three small wounds on the back of the ghost baby.

"Babble~," the ghost baby snorted in pain, gave up the money sword he was chasing, and turned to look at Wang Shuo, leaving a trace of saliva on the fangs that were lying outside, and a pair of big angry eyes were staring at the hideous green face, and without hesitation, he took a big stride and ran here.

Wang Shuo didn't dare to slack off, his right hand pinched the trick and commanded the money sword to attack the ghost baby in the back, and in his left hand he held three brushes and wrote the word cutting spell again in mid-air, and lifted the essence of the dantian to make the charm attack the ghost baby again.

Because the ghost baby is running here, the spell that attacks the ghost baby is much faster than the money sword, and three wounds are heavily cut on the right hand of the ghost baby, among them, one of the wounds can almost cut off the finger of the ghost baby, but unfortunately the strength is still a little worse.

"Babble," the ghost baby screamed at the attack, and rolled back and forth on the ground with his left hand holding his right hand, and his mouth couldn't stop screaming.

At this time, the money sword flying from behind also came to the front, and under the control of Wang Shuo, it pierced the head of the ghost baby, and at this moment, suddenly dozens of small figures emerged from the ghost baby's body, and several of them were impartial and just blocked the route of the money sword.

As mentioned earlier, if someone dares to beat the ghost to scatter it, it will cause great consequences, and even, if the ghost still has great merit on his body, then the punishment will be even more severe, maybe the punishment in the eighteenth layer of hell for 1,800 years will be light. Of course, if the ghost had been a great evil ghost, the evil consequences would not have appeared, and of course, no merit would have been added.

Wang Shuo had been told countless times by Mao Xiaomeng about the things that should be noticed at the beginning, so he naturally didn't dare to let the money sword hurt the little ghost babies who were already so weak that they were about to disappear naturally, and raised his right hand to make the money sword retreat a distance, deflected a little distance and stabbed the huge ghost baby's head again.

"Roar," Suddenly, the ghost baby roared, and a large dark blue aura suddenly appeared out of thin air, enveloping the huge ghost baby in its entirety.

"Are you going to become a ghost?" Secretly exclaimed in his heart, Wang Shuo controlled the money sword with his right hand to speed up and stabbed down, and held three brushes in his left hand to quickly draw a series of slashing spells in front of him, just when the money sword was drilled into the dark blue anger, his left hand waved forward and shouted: "Spell of chopping, disease." ”

As soon as Wang Shuo's words fell, the talismans that had just been written and drawn in mid-air rushed forward, about to enter the dark blue aura.

"Huh," suddenly, the thick aura instantly dispersed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared, revealing a huge figure wearing black and blue full-body armor, and heard the huge figure roar in the sky, and his left hand pulled on the helmet on his head and threw it down, and saw Wang Shuo's money sword being slammed to the ground, and the red thread used to connect it almost broke directly.

With great fear in his heart, Wang Shuo bit his lower lip vigorously, and with his left hand, he controlled the spells that were flying quickly forward, and sped up, and finally slashed at the giant's thigh.

"Bing," the sound of steel intersecting sounded, and the spells slashed into the armor on the giant's thighs with only a spark, and vanished without any damage.

"Damn, it's really going to be bad now," cursing in a low voice, Wang Shuo smiled bitterly, with a weak expression on his face.

Great Ghost King, before the end of the law era, all ghosts can be slowly achieved after a long period of cultivation, this realm is the highest realm under the ghosts and immortals, and now, a big ghost king has transformed into a powerful ghost in front of him, how can this be beaten? Long before the end of the Dharma era, when all things could still be cultivated, the Great Ghost King was also the top existence in the world, and without the help of immortals, basically no one could easily surrender, and in the present, if only the merit immortals exist, who can surrender it?

"Huh," the big ghost king in armor roared again, a trace of blue light emanated from the thin slit of the helmet, took a step forward with two thighs and came to Wang Shuo, squatted down, and silently stared at Wang Shuo, who was already desperate, and was silent for a long time.

"Well, grandpa, I've appeared again," Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind, and Li Hongji jumped out from the corner and stood up, looking down at the yin and yang gossip in his left hand, holding a long brush in his right hand and pointing forward, pretending to hum in a low voice: "No matter what kind of demon it is, no matter what kind of monster it is, and watch the old man beat it with three fists and two feet." ”

As if an invisible big hand was stuck in his neck, Li Hongji slowly turned his head to look at the Great Ghost King, swallowed his saliva and couldn't speak anymore.

There was an eerie silence, Wang Shuo was stiff and didn't dare to move under the gaze of the big ghost king, Li Hongji was stunned and looked at the big ghost king in a daze, and the big ghost king transformed from a huge ghost baby kept squatting in front of Wang Shuo and looking at him, neither speaking nor moving, not knowing what it wanted to do.

"It's not good, it's not good, the wind is about to blow," muttered in a low voice, and saw a figure with a faint golden light suddenly appear on Li Hongji's body, it glanced at the big ghost king carefully, rushed forward, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

"Master Zu, you can't do this," Li Hongji in the back was about to cry, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only cry out helplessly in his heart.

The golden figure that drilled out of Li Hongji's body flew all the way forward, and finally stopped in the middle of the temple, first flew in mid-air and watched the location of Wang Shuo and Li Hongji from afar, and saw that the huge figure of the Great Ghost King was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and pinched his hands again and again, and shouted loudly: ", The god here quickly appeared. ”

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