"Guys, do any of you have invisibility charms?"

I looked at the five mages.

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Then we can only follow behind a certain group of demons to find their meeting place first, and then we can see the opportunity."

I was a little disappointed.

Hao Yingzi was about to say something, his eyes suddenly froze, and he looked coldly behind me.

My heart sank, and I turned sharply, and looked up to meet a pair of eyes full of cruelty.

"Oh, isn't this Your Excellency Jiang Du? It's really a narrow road, just a little more time, you and I met here? It seems that this is the rhythm of God asking Ben Gongzi to clean up you.

By the way, what about those living friends of yours, why did they change a batch? Are those guys dead? If that's the case, it will save a lot of effort on this son. ”

An annoying voice came.

More than ten meters away from me, on a towering mound of earth, stood a straight figure in a green robe.

He is a jade tree with the wind and an outstanding appearance.

Looking at the skin, it is the original first school grass Xiao Xiao, but I know very well that in that skin, it is Sima Chengquan, a human skin ghost!

The Hao martingale who walked to my side looked at Sima vigilantly, their pupils constricted.

My eyes turned around on Sima and retracted it, and I observed the five mages by the way, and found that they did not mean to stay out of the matter, so I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the blood bamboo peach who looked like I was asking, and said softly: "He is Sima Chengquan." ”

The blood light in Xuezhutao's eyes flashed violently several times, and then he turned his head to stare at Sima Chengquan.

"Hey, this little lady is so beautiful, how can she look at my son like this? Although this son is indeed eye-catching, but you are so blatantly showing goodwill, this son is also a little unbearable, dare to ask Fang's name? ”

Sima's eyes fell on Xuezhutao, obviously amazed, and he became angry when he spoke.

You must know that the blood bamboo peach has triggered the secret technique of concealing the aura, so the yin qi fluctuations emitted by the blood bamboo peach at this moment seem to be only at the level of a powerful ghost, and it has a very great confusing power.

Obviously, Sima Chengquan's Taoism was not enough, and he couldn't feel the horror of the blood bamboo peach, so he dared to speak like this.

Xuezhutao didn't laugh angrily, and after a few hehes, he said softly: "This girl's name is Xuezhutao, and the son is polite." ”

They and I looked at each other a few times, and they were all saying a sentence in their eyes: "Sima is provoking the rakshasas, I'm really tired." ”

"Blood Peach? What a chic name, my son's name is Sima Chengquan, and there is no official marriage yet, the girl is so outstanding, if you are interested, you might as well make a pair of mandarin ...... with this son. ”

Sima squinted his eyes and looked up and down at the blood bamboo peach, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and his words were even more explicit.

The anger on Xuezhutao's body increased, and his eyes became sharper.

"Chengquan, shut up!"

An old voice interrupted Sima Chengquan's words to ridicule Xuezhutao.

"Whew, whew!"

The yin wind was strong, and a black figure appeared behind Sima, and there were hundreds of Yin soldiers holding spears.

What's even more terrifying is that the clothes worn by these Yin soldiers are different, I remember clearly that Sima Chengquan's personal guard Yin soldiers are wearing black robes, but the clothes of the Yin soldiers in front of them are divided into three colors.

The white robes on the far right, the dark red robes on the far left, and only the dozens of Yin soldiers in the middle are dressed in black robes.

Men account for two-thirds of these Yin soldiers, and the rest are female ghost Yin soldiers, who should have just entered the ghost level, otherwise, they are not qualified to be Yin soldiers.

Two figures suddenly flashed on Sima's side, a man and a woman, an old and a young.

The old ghost, dressed in a linen robe and with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a wrinkled face, tilted his head to look at us.

Dressed in a dark green skirt and with a blue face, the girl ghost with a big twisted braid, flashing dark ghost eyes, also looked at us.

Several mutated zombies are mixed in the Yin Soldier team.

In fact, they are just stone-level zombies, but because of the mutation, their combat power is more than several times more powerful than ordinary stone-bone zombies, but it is not as powerful as iron-level zombies.

Behind Sima, the huge bear thunderbolt carried an incomparably heavy mallet and strode forward.

The small-sized red-clothed banshee scorpion Miaomiao sat on top of her shoulder, frowning and looking at this side.

Chang Shanmo and Lao Huang did not appear.

I remembered the scorpion's wonderful words, and it seemed that she had sent the two demons to retreat to heal their wounds, so they didn't come with them, which was a good thing for us.

Blood Bamboo Tao looked at the other party's strong lineup, and her bloody eyes kept flashing.

And I keenly noticed that the five mages around me, except for Hao Yingzi, were still holding their breath, and the other four mages were trembling slightly, even if they pretended to be nothing, but the feeling of fear was still expressed.

A few of them may have never seen such a big battle, right?

They are all disciples of various factions, but they are just getting started in the realm of Tibetan Enlightenment, usually with the master catching ghosts and exorcisms, one or two ghosts should have been encountered, but being blocked by such a large number of demons and demons, it should be the first time in his life, right?

No, they were all scared.

Hao Yingzi is quite calm, after all, he is a mage from the wrong sea realm, his mana is strong, and his confidence is naturally enough, even if he can't beat it, he is sure to escape, so he is still calm.

"Chengquan, don't talk nonsense! Ms. Xuezhutao, the old Sima Ruxu, is his grandfather, and over there is my granddaughter Sima Chengzan, Fang Chengquan spoke too inappropriately, I apologize on his behalf, don't you mind. ”

The old ghost in Mai scolded Sima Chengquan again, turned his head, squeezed out a hypocritical smile on his face, and politely apologized.

A group of Yin soldiers were in an uproar, and they all looked at the blood bamboo peach in fear.

Sima Chengquan's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the blood bamboo peach in disbelief.

It wasn't until the braided girl ghost next to him pulled his sleeves that he hurriedly squeezed out a smile, hugged his fist at the blood bamboo peach, and said politely: "The blood bamboo peach girl, it's me Meng Lang, don't blame, don't blame, hahaha." ”

He laughed haha, changing his previous unorthodox attitude.

His Taoism is not deep enough to see the horror of the blood bamboo peach, but it is obvious that Sima Chengquan's grandfather, who suddenly popped up, is not an ordinary old ghost, at least, in terms of eyesight, he threw him eighteen streets.

When they were talking, I noticed that Scorpion Miaomiao had already stared at the blood bamboo peach with solemn eyes, and it seemed that like Sima Ruxu's old ghost, he immediately saw that the blood bamboo peach was not easy to mess with.

With a slight chill in my heart, I realized that the dish was bad.

The form was much more serious than we expected in advance, Sima Chengquan did not come alone, but he actually met his grandfather and sister halfway, and his strength increased several times in an instant.

In this situation, not to mention killing Sima to avenge the death of his companions, it has become a thorny problem to ensure the safety of his own family.

Xuezhutao didn't answer anything, and always stared at Sima Chengquan with bloody eyes, the scene slowly cooled down, and the strange atmosphere was permeating.