Although Di Ming seems to be very calm on the surface, he actually has no bottom in his heart. Since the other party dares to blatantly reveal his true identity here, he has naturally made sufficient backstops.

The zombies he has to face this time are different from the past, with more means and abilities, and it seems that he still knows too little about zombies. It's when the book is used that I hate less!

On the middle finger of Mr. Lan's right hand, a white light flashed, and a snow-white ring appeared on the finger eye-catchingly.

"Huh? Although the position of the belt is different, it should be the same ring as the one I met yesterday, but this ring is whiter. Di Ming's gaze lingered on the ring that appeared for a moment, and then he paid attention to Mr. Lan on the opposite side again.

Mr. Lan smiled strangely at Di Ming, and then his left hand looked at the ring, and in an instant, a white light escaped from the ring, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a person as tall as a person.

Dressed in white, with a disheveled head, without feet, suspended on the ground. The scarlet tongue sticks out of his mouth and drags it to his knees. His eyes were hollow, there were no eyeballs, and his face was pale. The nails on the fingers are pitch-black and barbed, like the hooks and claws commonly used by Assassins in the movies.

"What a hanged ghost, it's really unthinkable! I was a little surprised that you could summon it. Di Ming said with a frown.

"Ahh Master! Although you have taught me so much knowledge, why didn't you teach me some martial arts! How can this make me good? ”

Mr. Lan didn't care what Di Ming was thinking at this time, her heart moved, and the hanged ghost pounced on Di Ming with a gust of yin wind.

"Whoo" twice, the hanged ghost quickly waved its pair of sharp claws, and Di Ming relied on his strong spiritual power to avoid it dangerously and dangerously.

"Puff" sounded twice in the position where Di Ming was standing, and ten blackened paw prints left a clear mark on the floor, not only that, but because this hanged ghost was like a spirit, the yin qi retained on the claws was very thick, so the floor appeared dark green and was infected with yin poison.

The corner of Di Ming's eyes caught a glimpse of this scene, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously touched. He doesn't want to be a fish on a board and let it be slaughtered.

He gathered his spiritual power into a bow and shot it like the head of the hanged man, but the bow and arrow passed through its head as if it were through the air, and there was no picture of what it should have been.

"Hehehe, boy. Do you think a puppet needs that much autonomy? As long as it retains its original fierce attack power, everything else is a burden. ”

Mr. Lan smiled brightly, and the more Di Ming was deflated, the happier she felt, and this torturous feeling seemed to satisfy her vanity.

Di Ming didn't pay attention to him at all, turned around and jumped to the left, and while Mr. Lan was speaking, the hanged ghost pounced again.

Mr. Lan's laughter stopped, she didn't expect Di Ming's vigilance to be so strong, and she couldn't interfere with his mind at all. She snorted lightly, picked up an afterimage, stretched out her right hand towards Di Ming, and grabbed it fiercely.

Di Ming was in the middle of the transition of the two forces because he had just avoided the attack of the hanged ghost, and when he stood up, it was too late to avoid the palm that Mr. Lan stretched out.

Mr. Lan's eyes showed a look of joy, but in the next moment, when her right hand was just on Di Ming's neck, a terrible scream echoed in the office.

Mr. Lan quickly retracted his right hand, looking at the burnt palm, Mr. Lan's face suddenly became gloomy, and the corpse teeth were also exposed at this time.

"I really didn't expect it! You're still wearing an amulet! Mr. Lan's eyes no longer had a playful look in his eyes, but he really began to treat Di Ming cautiously.

Di Ming touched his neck and thanked Zhong Kui in his heart. At the same time, one left and one right looked at Mr. Lan and the hanged ghost.

Now it's getting worse. Because in order not to hurt his sister-in-law, he deliberately moved away from his sister-in-law, but the place where he was standing at the moment happened to be a place near the corner.

Needless to say, the hanged ghost is stretching out his claws at the moment waiting for the next order, and Mr. Lan has already shown a momentum of rage because of that moment just now, and the two of them are standing side by side on the left and right, just sealing their retreat.

"Get out of the way, take a gamble!" Di Ming dragged down Zhong Kui's jade pendant hanging around his neck. The two hands were clasped tightly, and he learned the plot of inviting the gods to possess him on TV, his feet kept stepping on the floor, and his mouth was full of words:

"Heaven and earth travel across the world, subduing demons and eliminating demons to protect peace.

The sword of the demon is boundless, and the ghosts are worried.

There is wine today and drunk today, and the world is vast, what do you want.

A righteous spirit to eliminate evil thoughts, and the town house blesses one side.

Today, Emperor Ming encountered a demonic obstacle and respectfully invited the Heavenly Master to manifest his spirit.

Possessing the demon to show his might, he will come to repay the grace of God one day, and he is as urgent as the law! ”

Mr. Lan looked at Di Ming's serious appearance motionlessly, and he was also amused in his heart. I also know a little bit about the specific methods and steps of inviting God, but if I don't connect with the weather here, how can I invite the gods? Besides, it would not be so easy to ask God.

It did not order the hanged man to arrest him at this time, nor did it move itself. Instead, he wanted to finish him off with his own hands at the moment when he didn't invite the gods and hoped to be completely disillusioned, so as to solve the hatred in his heart.

"Good boy, do you know how to please God? If I didn't think you're a good kid, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you! But I'll talk about the ugly words first, you use this jade pendant too often, this time you still ask me to possess a divine thought.

It's okay to possess it, but after this time, this jade pendant will disappear. Don't expect me to give you another one, you still have to rely on yourself to walk the road in the future. At most, I will help you stabilize the fatigue after possession and alleviate the sequelae of overuse of your mental power.

Okay, without further ado, you should take this opportunity to feel how the supernatural powers are used. ”

Before Di Ming could say thank you, he felt a change in his body. There are several more supernatural powers in his mind, and at the same time, his power seems to be more than doubled.

He glared at him violently, and shouted loudly, and the wave of qi formed by the sound forced Mr. Lan and the hanged ghost back a few steps.

Di Ming did not hesitate, with one move, a golden phantom fell from the sky, which was the Demon Sword that Zhong Kui was wearing.

The Demon Sword slowly fell into his hand, he held the sword high in one hand, and the other hand was in the shape of a sword finger, from the hilt to the tip of the sword. Then one foot was a little bit, and one was vertical, just like Mr. Lan raised his sword and swung it.

Even if Mr. Lan didn't react to what was going on just now, but now he would never dare to be arrogant, although he was very reluctant to believe that he really invited Zhong Kui to possess him, and he was still such a powerful possession, but now he must do his best to kill him, otherwise, today's life and death will be his own.

After it raised its head, it completely activated its own zombie bloodline, and the corpses were full of energy. At the same time, his heart moved, and he also gave a death order to the hanged ghost, asking for Di Ming's life.

A shadow with a cold yin wind and a claw shadow of Sensen, a corpse with resentment and a strange figure, launched an attack on Di Ming from both sides.

Di Ming's body noticed the changes of the two in mid-air, and at the moment when the body was about to fall, he waved his sword, and the tip of the sword was picked up to the ground, and his body was upward again, avoiding the combined attack of the two people.

Seeing that the Hanging Ghost couldn't do a single blow, Mr. Lan immediately chased after Di Ming again without hesitation.

Just before Di Ming was about to fall, he aimed the demon sword in his hand at the direction where the hanged ghost pounced and threw it. The next moment, with a move of his left hand, a golden thunderbolt emitted a dazzling light in his palm.

A long whistle of "woo" sounded, and the hanged ghost was pierced by a sword from the Demon Sword, and by inertia, it was fixed to the wall. No matter how much the hanged ghost struggled, it could never escape the suppression of the Demon Sword.

Clusters of black gas continued to emerge from its body, and its body began to become illusory, and when it let out a low cry again, it "snapped" and split apart, and then turned into incorporeal in the process of disintegration, completely disappearing from this world.

With the death of his own natal puppet, Mr. Lan was also scorned, and opened his mouth to spit out a pool of pitch-black blood. Before it could think about it, the palm thunder in Di Ming's left hand slashed over.

Mr. Lan shouted and raised his hands to resist. With a "boom", Mr. Lan was bombarded on the wall, causing spider-like cracks to appear on the wall.

Mr. Lan did not recover from his previous injuries, but after the injuries came, and a large mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, its aura was extremely sluggish, and it raised its head to look at Di Ming, with an unwilling smile on its face, and its eyes were also full of bitter killing intent.

Just when Di Ming recalled the Demon Sword and was about to give Mr. Lan the final blow, he suddenly found that his movements were restricted, and it became extremely difficult to move.

At this moment, a man's voice reached Di Ming's ears.

"Friend, leave the rest to us! It was our negligence that led to this situation, and we will give an account to the above. I also ask this friend to stop for the sake of his colleagues. ”

Di Ming hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he opened his mouth and replied: "Okay, since my friends have spoken like this, if I continue, it will be too unkind, I just hope that my friend can handle this matter properly." ”

Di Ming put away the magic sword, retained the state of possession and walked back, picked up his sister-in-law who was still unconscious on the sofa, and walked towards the office door step by step very calmly

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