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I could see that the soul of the deceased called Samuel, summoned by the old man in the black robe, must have extremely powerful power.

This is somewhat similar to the Taoist magic of asking for divine arts, this is a high-level ability, even in black magic, I estimate that it is also a high-level ability.

Anyway, this black-robed old man gave me a feeling of extreme danger.

The attack power of the black mist evil spirit makes the formation formed by the soul suppression nail precarious, even if this formation is powerful, and there are constantly flames and arcs generated, it cannot cause too much damage to the black mist evil spirit.

Suddenly, the black mist demon let out a deafening roar, and its body expanded, and its huge fist like a millstone slammed into the formation

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the formation burst up, and the forty-nine soul settling nails were scattered and thrown away by the impact of the air current, and several of them flew towards us.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......"

With a few snaps, one of the Soul Calming Spikes rolled directly down at our feet, and the others fell on the street not far from us.

"Good thing, pick it up quickly."

Jing cheered in surprise, and suddenly rushed out, and I finally saw what it means to be faster than a rabbit.

I was stunned, and the little monk Jing Yi had already rushed onto the street, and successfully picked up a soul suppression nail on the ground, and was rushing towards the second one.

This guy is dead!

As soon as he went out like this, it seemed that his identity would be revealed, and in the face of this terrifying black-robed old man and the black mist evil spirit, I began to worry about our situation.

Sure enough, the black-robed old man's eyes were attracted by Monk Jing Nian, and the head covered by the black cloak slowly lifted up and looked at us.

I was suddenly shocked in my heart, and I found that the old man in the black robe just glanced at it and stopped paying attention to it, but focused his spirit on the black mist evil spirit again.

I saw him raise the scepter in his hand, and the skull at the top of it emitted a faint ghostly light.

The black-robed old man ripped open his forehead, squeezed out a piece of green blood from it, and dripped it on the scepter very carefully.

Then I saw the black-robed old man throw the scepter in his hand at Samuel in the six-pointed array, and Samuel took it in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

As Samuel took the scepter, I felt a trembling power emanating from his body.

Then I saw Samuel use his scepter to point at the attacking black mist spirit, and the fierce black mist spirit suddenly stood still.

It was as if the space was suddenly frozen, and I felt uncomfortable for no reason, and I felt like I had lost my center of gravity.

"What kind of spell is this, it is so powerful, it can actually fix a monster like the Black Mist Evil Spirit."

The black-robed old man let out a hearty laugh when he saw that the black mist evil spirit was frozen and couldn't move.

Samuel disappeared after this only attack.

The black-robed old man clapped his hands against the shadows behind him, and a sturdy figure walked out.

I vaguely felt that the figure was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a moment until it stepped out of the shadows.

"That's ...... I was shocked for no other reason than because I saw an acquaintance.

This person impressed me too deeply, he is Granny Yin's son Gangzi, the hungry ghost corpse in hell.

"Gangzi!"

Why did he appear here, since he mutated and disappeared in Oxtail Village, there has been no news of him, I didn't expect to appear on this occasion today, it really shocked me.

Obviously, the old man in the black robe captured Gangzi, and it seems that he is going to have a plan, I know too well about the corpse, its growth and evolution are really terrifying, once it falls into the eyes of a single person, the consequences are unimaginable.

And I promised Granny Yin to help her save her son, whether it was for the sake of promise, or the mysterious relationship between Granny Yin herself and my uncle Zhang Bensheng, I have no right to sit idly by.