"Rise the altar".

With Zhang Zhenren's two words falling.

At the same time, the three of them removed the large cloth bag from the donkey's back.

The folding wooden table was removed, the four legs were straightened and elongated, and the three wooden tables with a length of one meter and width were quickly formed.

The three Taoist leaders stood together in a triangular formation.

Take out the altar of incense and light the candles.

The short-bearded old man grabbed a handful of beans, chanted words, and drummed a spell in his mouth, and then, threw out the beans, and shouted: "Scatter beans into soldiers."

The beans scattered on the ground were dripping and turning.

White smoke rises.

All the beans turned into small soldiers, wielding knives and guns, and killing the walking corpses.

The long-bearded old man took out the two paper figures that had been folded in advance, chanted words in his mouth, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Please God, Sun Wukong, the third prince of Nezha."

The paper figure was thrown out, rising against the storm, and turned into a different look.

One is Sun Wukong, wielding a golden hoop stick and chattering non-stop.

One is Nezha, who wears a Qiankun ring and holds a fire-tipped gun.

Spears dance, tigers and tigers.

Zhang Zhenren grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them out, levitating in the air.

The talisman thundered and flickered.

White thunderbolts slashed down and struck the walking corpses.

The walking corpse was immediately scorched and turned into powder.

Sun Wukong giggled, the golden hoop stick swung through, and all the walking corpses that rushed up were knocked down and flew backwards.

Soon, though, he got back on his feet.

Nezha wielded a fire-tipped spear, moving quickly, picking up a ghost baby with one shot.

The ghost baby roared, seemingly unaffected, and rushed back up.

The short-bearded and veteran bean-sprinkling soldiers did not have any effect on the walking corpses and ghost children.

Zhang Zhenren reminded: "Use black dog blood."

The two veterans each took out a jar of black dog blood from the cloth bag.

The short-bearded old man grabbed a handful of beans, immersed them in the blood of the black dog, chanted words in his mouth, silently recited incantations, and threw them casually, and the beans were thrown on the ground.

The old man shouted: "Scatter beans into soldiers."

The beans scattered on the ground immediately turned into creeps, all of which were jet-black, in stark contrast to the gorgon-skinned ghoul children and ghost babies.

These creeps wield knives and guns.

A knife slashed the walking corpse, and a shot pierced the walking corpse's head.

The walking corpse shed blue blood and fell to the ground, dying violently.

The long-bearded old man pinched two paper figures soaked in black dog blood and asked God again.

The old man recited the incantation, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, opened his eyes and shouted: "Sun Wukong, the third prince of Nezha, come quickly."

The paper figure was thrown out, and a puff of white smoke rose up.

The two paper figures re-become Monkey King and Nezha.

Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick and swept it out.

Six walking corpses were swept away, leaving black scars on their bodies.

Nezha wielded a fire-tipped spear, and with one shot he picked up a ghost child who pounced.

A black hole poked out of the ghost child's body, and cyan liquid flowed out.

Immediately died violently.

I see that it works.

The confidence of the two Taoist leaders was greatly increased.

Zhang Zhenren commanded the yellow talisman suspended in the air, slashing at the walking corpse that rushed up, the ghost baby.

Then.

The adult ghost man rushed up, quickly and quickly, like a running athlete.

The short-bearded Michichi commander commanded two minions to block the ghosts.

The ghost man punches a creep and knocks them back into their original form.

The short-bearded old man's face changed greatly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the long-bearded old man quickly summoned Sun Wukong back.

Sun Wukong shouted: "My old grandson, come here."

Wielding the golden hoop stick, he hit it out.

A stick struck the ghost man on the head.

The ghost's head went flat.

The ghost man's offensive continued unabated, grabbed the golden hoop stick and spun around, and threw Sun Wukong out.

The ghost man stepped forward again.

Zhang Zhenren moved, and the gesture of pinching the trick changed, and two yellow lightning bolts slashed at the ghost man.

The ghost man was charred and fell backwards to the ground.

Just as the three of them let out a long breath.

In all directions, there were more than 30 ghost people, squeezing out the walking corpses and ghost children, stepping forward and rushing wildly.