Qing Busi heard the master talk about the most common fierce ghosts in the Southern Regions, among which the hanged ghost can be regarded as a more difficult one once it enters the grade.

The best thing about this guy is that long tongue. If you are swept away, you will even be injured in the soul.

So when Qing Busi saw Xue Bo, he had already raised his vigilance in his heart, and he was always careful of top-down attacks.

When he heard that ghost scream, Qing Busi immediately made a decision, and rolled under Xue Bo's feet at a speed that Xue Bo couldn't react at all, so as to make the tongue that suddenly whipped over miss.

However, there was nothing under Xue Bo's feet, but an invisible chair.

Rolling like this, Qing Busi found that he was indeed not swept by his tongue, but he seemed to feel as if he had knocked over something.

The sudden change made Xue Bo stunned.

He heard that when the executions of prisoners in the Western Desert were not beheaded, they hung their necks on wooden shelves, and then suddenly emptied the pedals under their feet, and hanged people alive in this way.

Then, at this moment, he experienced first-hand this kind of punishment, which he would never have had the opportunity to see in his own life.

The moment his entire neck was suddenly pulled by his weight, Xue Bo only felt as if his soul was about to go out of his body.

He suddenly felt that he had realized the essence of playing the hanged ghost, and he felt that he had sympathized with the old brother who had been boiled into the snake soup, and felt that the experiences between them were so similar, and they could be regarded as the "friendship of the same beam" who had hung a beam in the same house.

But this was just a momentary feeling when Xue Bo's body was in extreme pain, as if his soul was out of his body.

If you really want to hang a martial arts master like Xue Bo like an ordinary prisoner, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult.

Not to mention that as long as the martial arts master's trained neck itself is strong, its muscle strength is enough to resist the pull of weight for a long time, the key is that Xue Bo's hands are not tied like a death row prisoner.

So after that moment of ascension-like experience, Xue Bo, who was hanging on the beam, pulled the white silk around his neck with both hands...... Keep hanging.

There's no way, the young master told him to be a good array, and once he hangs up, don't leave this white silk easily.

Now the main owner outside doesn't know if he is frightened, and of course Xue Bo does not dare to leave his post without permission.

In fact, it's no wonder that it's cold. He is still a little confident in his ability to set up the formation.

Normally, even if a master enters the formation, he will only find that all kinds of illusionary ghosts are just virtual images that cannot be seen and touched, and he would never have imagined that one of the hanged ghosts would be the real eye of the formation.

Who would have thought that a monk with such a treasure as the Broken Array Astrolabe would emerge from the process?

At this time, Qing Busi, who was holding the astrolabe, looked at Xue Bo's eyes and became more and more wrong. She felt the hanged ghost in front of her look as if she was about to hang herself.

Will there be hanged ghosts in the world?

Is this hanged man funny? Talent show? Such a strong ferocious aura, could it also be part of the illusion of the formation?

And she was even more keenly aware that although the guy in front of her had a terrifying aura, he seemed to be really bound by the formation, trapped on that white silk and unable to leave.

If you want to break the formation, it seems that the only real formation is in front of you. And since this guy doesn't seem to be as strong as he seems......

Qing Busi swallowed and spit, ruthlessly heartfelt, and kicked towards Xue Bo with a flying kick.

Qing Busi has already entered the Dao, and his physical fitness is far beyond that of mortals, and he is slightly better than Xue Bo. But if you talk about combat experience and skills, you can be pulled apart.

I saw Xue Bo's body sinking, and with the help of the soft white silk, his body was like a pendulum that just avoided Qing Busi's flying kick.

What kind of murderer was Xue Bona back then? Being bullied to this extent by a little ghost head, he is also unwilling to endure it anymore. But he couldn't ruin the young master's plan, so he changed from a quiet hanged ghost to a flexible hanged ghost.

With the white silk around his neck as the axis, Xue Bo began to spin around the room like a spinning toy hanging from the baby cradle, spinning and hitting his legs one after another, looking very ghostly.

And Qing Bu didn't think about seeing the hanged ghost trapped, and the desire to save his sister became more and more urgent.

Seeing Xue Bo's swaying and kicking skills, she dodged Xue Bo's attack while waiting for an opportunity to fight back, jumping up and down like a cat being played with by a cat stick.

On one side of the chamber is a monk who has entered the Tao, but is just starting out; On one side is a martial artist with limited body skills, but he is experienced and ruthless.

A flick flak! A flutter puff! The two sides came and went, and for a while they were on a par.

It's just that this moment of eye movement, Leng Moxie's formation is not so stable.

Mo Huan, the daughter of the pharmacy who came to find Leng Mo to repay her kindness, was exploring in fear in the layers of phantom arrays at this time. She has seen a lot of big ghosts and small ghosts along the way, and she has been carefully hiding.

As she continued to probe, she found that as long as she didn't get too close, she wouldn't be discovered by those ghosts.

In fact, a place like the ghost market in the underworld looks quite terrifying and terrifying at first glance, mainly because the ghost things with mutilated bodies and hideous faces are terrifying.

If you hide in one place and look at it for a long time, you will find that those ugly things outside are even a little naïve.

Let's just say that the two guys who are fighting seem to have been tearing each other apart for half an hour, and they still haven't been able to tell the winner. Mo Huan estimated that they might keep fighting like this until the sky was desolate.

Let's talk about the two stalls next to them. A total of one foot is sold, and this one just bought it from that one, so it changed to a stall and began to sell it.

But after a tea time, the family came over and bargained again to buy the same foot back. Just buy and sell each other, and the cycle repeats itself, endlessly.

After watching it for a while, Mo Huan slowly became less afraid. I was thinking about going out again to find a way to try my luck, but I didn't expect that the truly terrible scene would only appear now.

The ghosts who were still selling their feet back and forth between teas suddenly picked up and put down their feet at each other's stalls, and the movements were still one after another.

Then, more and more, exactly the same foot sellers, holding more and more feet, began to appear on the trajectory between the two ghosts.

The same bargaining, the same cycle, the same expressionlessness.

It just feels like these guys are going to increase in value infinitely until they fill the world.

The fighting ghost was fighting so well that suddenly his limbs were stretched together and twisted together. The two heads kept yelling at each other, and suddenly they broke away from their bodies and moved away into the distance......

Mo Huan was frightened and cried.

Sitting on the ground blankly, tears rolling down his eyes, but as if all his courage was choked in his throat, he couldn't let out a single exclamation.

People in this world, who have ever seen such a thing as a video playback freeze or a game screen bug?