After two rounds of fighting, Xu Meiting was injured and unable to fight again, Sun Weijun was in a better condition, but he didn't know how much strength he could play.

Seeing this, Master Hong shouted.

"Let's go together!"

With that, he bit off one of his fingers, summoned two copper coins in front of him, and smeared his own blood on the two copper coins.

At this time, Master Ji clasped his hands in front of his chest, pinched into a strange seal, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was full of words.

Gu Ming, who had suffered a small loss before, sacrificed the ink jade bottle again, recited a spell, dozens of green light points rushed out of the bottle, rose in the wind, and turned into more than twenty ghosts floating around him, two of which were the resentful babies he collected on the train last night.

However, when these two resentful babies saw the clay pot in Cao Ziqi's hand, they showed a very frightened expression.

At this time, Zou Ping found a place to the side and quietly changed into Kuafu brand sneakers, while texting with Shen Xuan.

"What should Xuan Shao do? Dead man! ”

"Lean on my side, listen to my command in a moment!"

Shen Xuan recovered.

After receiving Shen Xuan's instructions, Zou Ping was immediately full of confidence, and after putting on his sneakers, he bent his waist and quietly walked to the position at the top of the stairs under the cover of others.

Cao Ziqi was alone at this time facing the siege of Master Hong, Master Ji, Sun Weijun and Gu Ming, but he still seemed to have spare strength, slapping the clay pot from time to time to replenish the eliminated ghosts, and occasionally taking the time to taunt and ridicule them.

"Kid playing ghosts, I'm really laughing to death, even you weak chickens, dare to show off in front of Lao Tzu! Hahaha! ”

"Black-haired old man, you are annoying, the pure heart is out of tune!"

"The kid in the back, what about watching the play? You're a helper! ”

……

"You asked for it!"

Zou Ping, who was standing still at the head of the stairs, smiled evilly at Cao Ziqi who shouted to him, his fingers wiped on the bracelet, the light flashed, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

Zou Ping held the bronze mirror with both hands and yelled at the eighteen powerful ghosts released by Cao Ziqi.

"Close!"

I saw that the majestic ghosts in front of Master Hong and them suddenly showed frightened looks, and they hurriedly retreated towards Cao Ziqi's side. 、

But under the attraction of the bronze mirror, the ghosts turned into points of light and were sucked over.

"Nether Mirror! How come, hasn't it already been ruined? How can it be in your hands. ”

Cao Ziqi was taken aback when he saw this, and saw that the eighteen powerful ghosts turned into points of light and were sucked by the Netherworld Mirror, and hurriedly shouted.

"Boom boom! Explode for me! ”

In Cao Ziqi's loud shouts, the points of light that had been sucked halfway exploded one after another, like a bomb exploding in the living room, and the stirred air wave swept everyone out of the hall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zou Ping hurriedly put the Nether Mirror back into the bracelet, and the A-level equipment under his feet was activated by the skill of Kuafu brand sneakers, and he dodged before the air wave reached him.

And Cao Ziqi was already hideous at this time, and he had worked hard to accumulate and feed the powerful ghost for many years, but today he lost seven or eight out of ten at once, and he was distressed.

Anyway, the matter has come to this, Cao Ziqi simply felt a cross in his heart, lifted the clay pot to his chest with both hands, buckled his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue into the clay pot.

The blood on the tip of the tongue entered the clay pot, and smoke began to emerge from the clay pot, and a creepy laugh came out of the clay pot. Then, a bony palm with a bit of carrion poked out of it.

"It's not good, he wants to summon the ghost king, and he can't let him succeed, otherwise all the people in the castle will become sacrifices to the ghost king."

Master Ji, who was covered in blood and blew up by the eighteen powerful ghosts before, suddenly screamed in horror when he saw the white bone palm sticking out of the clay pot, and struggled to stand up, but he fell down again.

"Die, you bastards!"

With bright red blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, coupled with his gray complexion and hideous expression, he looked more like a ghost king than the ghost king.

"Whoosh!"

A black light came out of nowhere, cut through the void, and slammed into the palm of the white bone that had just poked out.

With a "ding" sound, the black mangs collided with the white bone palms, and a crisp sound like metal resonating sounded.

The two collided, and Master Hong, who was closer, could see clearly that the black light was a jet-black dagger, and the blow of this dagger actually shattered a phalanx bone in the palm of the white bone.

"Huh!"

There was a roar of anger and pain from the clay pot, and the white bone palm grabbed the edge of the clay pot and broke free with force, and at this time, a whole white bone arm had already drilled out of the clay pot.

And Cao Ziqi was also taken aback by the dagger that had just flown up, and he was in a hurry, every time this ghost king was summoned, he had to pay a lot of price, and once the summoning failed, as a summoner, he was more likely to be counterattacked by the ghost king, which was not a joke.

Helpless, Cao Ziqi had to bite the tip of his tongue again, and another mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue sprayed into the clay pot, and his already gray-white face had turned blue and purple at this time.

The second mouthful of blood spurted in, causing the speed of summoning the ghost king to increase significantly, and at this time, the second white bone palm had already poked out.

"Haha! Ha ha...... Ahem......"

Cao Ziqi wanted to laugh twice to help the fun, but unexpectedly choked on the residual blood in his mouth.

Suddenly, the dagger that had just flown away shot in the air again, but this time it went straight to Cao Ziqi's face.

And Master Hong saw that there was an opportunity, and he also sent two copper coins to attack the clay pot in Cao Ziqi's hand.

I have to say that Master Hong is an old man with vicious eyes, and he concluded that most of Cao Ziqi's skills depend on the clay pot in his hand, as long as he destroys it, it will be equivalent to cutting off Cao Ziqi's arms, and it will be much easier for everyone to deal with it.

But Sun Weijun turned into a wind at this time, constantly harassing Cao Ziqi by his side.

Just as the dagger was about to stab Cao Ziqi's door, the second palm that poked out of the clay pot actually grabbed it.

The dagger was grabbed by the white bone palm, but it was still struggling to break free, and the white bone palm was getting tighter and tighter, and the two were at a stalemate for a while.

And Master Hong's copper coin was resisted by Cao Ziqi wielding a clay pot.

I don't know what kind of treasure the clay pot is, but it is as hard as gold and iron.

"Truly!"

The strange laughter in the clay pot became clearer and clearer, and a skull as white as jade also came out at this time.

As soon as the skull appeared, two red rays lit up in the dark and deep eyes, and the skull looked at the dagger in the palm of his hand that was still violently breaking free, and then looked at a finger destroyed by the dagger, and screamed in pain.

"Who is it? Who dares to destroy my Dharma Body, I must eat you alive and come out! Who the hell is it? ”

"Why are you calling your grandfather so loudly? Is your ass itchy! ”

A melodious suona sounded, and Shen Xuan took a cigarette in his mouth, took square steps, and walked down the stairs slowly.

"Shen Xuan!"

"Boss Shen!"

Shen Er and Wang San were stunned and looked at Shen Xuan, who had appeared with the background music of the Knife Club, and exclaimed.

Shen Xuan ignored the two, spit out a puff of smoke extremely arrogantly, walked up to Cao Ziqi unhurriedly, and squinted at the skull sticking out of the clay pot.

"Dry, numb, not mellow at all, the lord wants to deal with you!"

"It's you! Fuck it, you kid just beat up the guys! ”

Hearing Shen Xuan's voice, Cao Ziqi suddenly burst into his pupils, bared his teeth and roared at Shen Xuan, his voice full of humiliation.

"You destroyed my Dharmakaya, mortal! Prepare to bear the wrath of God! ”

The skull in the clay pot roared angrily at Shen Xuan.

"Huh! This line is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere. Ahh ”

Shen Xuan spit the cigarette butt in his mouth into the clay pot and muttered.

"I'm mad at me! I'm mad at me! ”

The cigarette butt happened to land in the skull's mouth, and the ghost king was angry with the seven orifices, and he grabbed Shen Xuan with the two bone claws that had stretched out the clay pot.

Shen Xuan had already prepared, took out the short stick pinned to his waist, and slammed the stick on the head of the ghost king with the momentum of lightning and not rushing to cover his ears and steal the bell.

"Dang!"

"Whew!"

A crisp sound was followed by a miserable howl!

Cao Ziqi gasped and widened his eyes in horror, as if he had seen something incredible.