Gang jumped with the demon pestle, sat next to Duan Lang, and said anxiously: "Brother Lang, if the little ghost is going to die, let's do it quickly, otherwise we won't even be able to drink the soup." ”

Duan Lang handed over a banana and said with a wicked smile: "The little ghost is not fighting alone, but just a pathfinder, sit down and watch the excitement." ”

Woooooo

The violent yin wind blew into the living room, the windows on all sides shattered, and the four green-faced and fanged imps broke through the windows, scrambling to pounce on Jiang Fatzi.

"Ah! Dao Chief, help, there are so many little ghosts!" Jiang Fat Man was horrified, screaming in horror, his cold hair stood on end, and he was so frightened that he hugged the thigh of the black dog Dao Chief, trembling all over.

"Protect Boss Jiang!" The black dog Dao Chang's scalp was numb, his face was pale, and he waved his peachwood sword in place.

"Run!" "Run!" The head of the Fire Sheep Dao was all dead, and he took the little Taoist boy and crawled out of the villa.

"Don't be righteous!" Liu Qingmei threw out a fire talisman, and the willow sword danced like a fly, blocking the siege of the little ghost, and it was full of dangers, obviously not able to support it for long.

"The little ghost is rampant, I'm here!" Gang Jump roared, dancing the demon pestle to kill into the battle group to protect the safety of Jiang Fatzi.

Only Duan Lang was indifferent, holding a cigar in his mouth, spitting out snow-white smoke rings, and sitting on the sofa leisurely watching the excitement.

Woohoo!

The miscellaneous earth dog fell to the ground and wailed, and the three little ghosts pounced on their backs, frantically biting the flesh and blood, and the earth dog rolled all over the ground in pain, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

"Poof!" The black dog Dao Chang looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his face was hideous and white, and he kicked away the fat man Jiang who was holding his thigh, and rushed out of the villa.

The two Taoist friends insisted, and the poor Dao went to ask for reinforcements, and they went back when they went. ”

The voice of the black dog Taoist came from outside the door, Jiang Fat Man jumped like thunder, cold sweat soaked his back, watching the black dog Taoist escape, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and said angrily: "Bastard! ”

Five imps surrounded the three of them and attacked frantically, beating Liu Qingmei and Gang Jump, exhausted and exhausted, and they were about to be unable to parry.

Liu Qingmei was sweating profusely, sent out fire charms again and again, and said bitterly: "Poor Dao do your best." ”

Gang jumped to protect Jiang Fatzi, his hands trembled with exhaustion, swept over Duan Lang, who was watching the excitement, and said depressedly: "Brother Lang, hurry up, I can't hold on." ”

"Immeasurable Tianzun, Poor Dao shot once, at least 50 million, 10 million for a little ghost, Tong Su is not bullied, Boss Jiang think about it. Duan Lang spat out a puff of smoke and flicked the ash freely.

"You, you..... Take advantage of the fire to rob!" Jiang Fatzi glared angrily, looking at Duan Lang, who was not affected by the little ghost at all, and was calm and relaxed, he was angry and didn't fight anywhere, 50 million is a large amount, equivalent to half of his net worth, this kid is too black-hearted, and he is too ruthless.

"Boss Jiang thinks about it clearly, life is important or money is important, if you have a life, you are afraid that you will not have money to earn, don't lose your life, all the money is left, isn't it ridiculous. Duan Lang said unceremoniously.

The little ghost siege became more and more fierce, Liu Qingmei spurted blood in her mouth, the steel sweated like rain, the little ghost scratched Jiang Fatzi's shoulder with one claw, the blood flowed like a column, and the pain made Jiang Fatzi bare his teeth and crack his mouth, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, he was so frightened that he urinated, and death was close at hand, within reach.

"Maller, I believe you once, 50 million will... Fifty million, you hurry up. ”

"Hahaha! Gang Jump remembers to collect money, and it won't work for 50 million or less. ”

Duan Lang let out a long laugh, kicked the ground with his feet, and shot the arrows from the string towards the battle group, his fists burning with blazing demonic flames, and blasted towards the backs of the two little ghosts in the air.

The two little ghosts suddenly turned around, let out a crazy ghost scream, opened their bloody mouths, and bit into Duan Lang's fist, before the fangs could bite their fists, two demonic flames flew out of their fists, and rushed into the bloody mouth like cannonballs.

Whoa!

The two little ghosts looked at each other, making a heart-rending ghost scream, and flames came out of the seven orifices, and the flames were as black as ink, instantly spreading to the whole body, turning into two fireballs, rolling all over the ground, and then ashes disappeared, and they couldn't die anymore.

The three little ghosts looked at each other, turned into a gust of wind, the girl turned around and fled, Duan Lang opened the perspective eye, the speed was as fast as lightning, the two big hands grabbed forward, and the volley grabbed the necks of the two little ghosts, carrying them in the air like chickens, and the magic flames came out of his hands.

The little ghost screamed miserably, and was instantly ignited by the demon flame, burning into a cloud of black ash.

"Ahhh

The only surviving imp was so frightened that he screamed and slammed into the wall, passed through the wall and fled.

"Where to escape?" Duan Lang did not hesitate, ran the wall piercing technique, and as he hit the wall headlong, his body seemed to be translucent, and he rushed through the wall in an instant, chasing and killing the little ghost.

Within ten seconds, Duan Lang killed four imps, chased and killed the last imp through the wall, and his neat and ruthless methods instantly shocked the audience.

The living room was silent, as silent as death.

Boss Jiang opened his mouth wide, his eyes were as big as eggs, staring directly at Duan Lang passing through the wall, swallowed his saliva hard, sweat slid down his fat face to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Meng... is the real master, raising his hand is a double kill, killing a little ghost is like killing a chicken, a fairy means. ”

Liu Qingmei was shocked, the broken sword fell to the ground, and said weakly: "Land immortals... It's legendary... Piercing the wall!"

Gang Jump was full of energy, wiped the beads of sweat on his bald head, and said excitedly: "Niu Bike is spicy, Brother Lang is really biting!"

The night was as dark as ink, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The little ghost was unhurried, turned into a cloud of black mist and fled in front, Duan Lang led Doudou to chase all the way, and soon passed through the villa area and entered the overgrown mountainous area.

After chasing for another thirty miles, there were tombstones in front of me, and there were weedy graves everywhere, and a cold and swishing wind blew by.

Woooooo

The yin wind let out a piercing scream, Duan Lang's scalp was numb, the spirit spirit shivered, goosebumps appeared, and the clairing eyes swept around, and clusters of green ghost fires floated in the eyes.

"The rotten grave in the eastern suburbs, how did you get to this hellish place. ”

In the red dust, never bury the rest of the post!

The rotten burial hill in the eastern suburbs has a history of 100 years, the cemetery is layer upon layer, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts buried, the legend is the chaotic time beheading field, the place where the devil buries the corpse, countless people die in this place, the legend is that this place is haunted every night, no one is allowed to enter within a radius of ten miles, there is no family to live, this is an old cemetery.

"Wangwang!" Doudou's dog hair exploded instantly, barking at the deserted grave not far away.

"Get out, if you dare to pretend to be a ghost again, Dao Ye is welcome. ”

Duan Lang held the demon mirror in his left hand, and the seven-star money sword in his right hand, the peach wood sword had already run away, the money sword ignited a raging flame, illuminating the surroundings like a torch, and the demon mirror emitted a dazzling golden light, shining in all directions, locking the deserted tomb not far away, and a hideous ghost appeared in the mirror.