The moment he was choked by the Demon of the Spirit, Zhang Fan felt an unprecedented terrifying force suddenly coming from the palm of the Demon of the Spirit.

At the critical moment, Zhang Fan instinctively raised the coffin nail in his hand and stabbed it towards the head of the demon again.

"Poof!"

A dull sound of flesh being pierced rang out, and the rusty coffin nails stabbed into the demon's head with great ease.

was pierced in the head, the demon of the spirit of the demon of the spirit of the hands of the weakness of the hanging, there is no movement, therefore, Zhang Fan can be regarded as a dangerous and dangerous completion of self-rescue, if he just shot a slower beat, maybe he has been killed by the demon by now.

Zhang Fan broke away from the Demon Demon's hands, hurriedly took dozens of steps back, and distanced himself from the Demon Demon.

At this time, the coffin nail was still nailed to the head of the demon and had not been pulled out.

Once the nail is pulled out, the Demon will resurgence and attack him again.

So Zhang Fan didn't touch the coffin nail easily.

This time, it was a real nail into the head of the demon of the spirit, even if it has great ability, it is estimated that it will be difficult to break free again.

Zhang Fan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was beating wildly, and then he lifted the pseudo-bundle fairy rope again, ready to throw it together to bind and bind the demon demon.

It's really strange to say, obviously he had already suppressed the demon with a coffin nail and a pseudo-bundle of immortal ropes just now, but how did it escape?

Zhang Fan couldn't figure this out, he just felt very strange.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Fan didn't cover the peach wood stopper of the purple gold treasure gourd, and still opened the mouth of the gourd, as long as the demon made a move, then he would release three ghosts again and let them explode to fight against the demon.

Let's not talk about whether it can help, but at least it can delay for a while.

Zhang Fan thought about it again and again, his brows furrowed, so he summoned Wang Ye out of the ghost frame.

You can't gamble that the demon will be completely crucified, and what happened just now is a lesson from the past, so you must be up to the spirit, and you must not be sloppy.

He is going to take a gamble now to see if Wang Ye can invite a high-level ghost to ask the gods.

If the effect of inviting the gods is not ideal, Zhang Fan will also let go this time and immediately start using the power of the parasitic spirit.

After Zhang Fan summoned Wang Ye to appear, Wang Ye tilted his head, glanced at Zhang Fan, and asked curiously: "Eldest grandson, what are you looking for me again?" ”

"Master Wang, I have to ask you this time, there is a super terrifying ghost here, I can't beat it, so I need to let you use the ability to please the gods to help me." Zhang Fan's face turned pale, and he pointed to the demon in front of him who was nailed to death by the coffin nail.

For some reason, the idea in Zhang Fan's heart that the demon would get out of trouble at any time became stronger and stronger.

The terrifying coffin nails that were invincible in the past don't seem to be able to really suppress the demon today.

"Oh? A devil? Wang Ye looked back at the crucified Demon Demon, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked in surprise.

He didn't feel much fear of devil-level ghosts, and even his face was extremely calm, as if he had seen a lot of big scenes.

"Hasn't it been suppressed? Why did you let me do it again? Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Fan, his snow-white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and asked puzzledly.

"I know, it's not for you to come out and help suppress the formation, otherwise I'm scared in my heart......" Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva and said very seriously.

"Why are you so daring? I really don't know how Chu Chu's girl fell in love with you? ”

"There's an old saying. You're a very bad guy. ”

Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Fan a few times, shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "Old man, I suddenly feel that you are not worthy of Chu Chu's girl, I had a good offspring, and I liked Chu Chu very much, if it weren't for some delays, maybe Chu Chu would be with that posterity." ”

Zhang Fan: "......"

"Lao Dong....... Wang Ye's joke is not funny at all, it is easy for people to scold you like this. Zhang Fan frowned and said in a low voice.

"You grandson, that's it, don't let people say it?"

Wang Ye sneered.

It's just that Zhang Fan didn't listen to his words, but at this time, his eyes were looking at the demon who was nailed to death by the coffin nail.

The moment he looked at the past, Zhang Fan's breathing froze, his pupils contracted, and his face showed disbelief.

It's just that the demon who was still nailed to death by the coffin nail in place disappeared out of thin air.

The coffin nail that pierced the nail that had been nailed to its head also clanged and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"This ...... This ...... How can it be?!! ”

After being stunned for a few seconds, Zhang Fan's mouth opened widely, as if he could swallow an eggplant.

What kind of joke is it that the demon was nailed to death by a coffin nail, and it can still disappear out of thin air?

Fake, right?

Don't play like this.

No wonder the Demon Demon reappeared just now, it turned out that it was able to ignore the terrifying suppression of the coffin nail and disappear into thin air.

Just when Zhang Fan's face was full of shock, suddenly, a piercing and sharp child's shrill laughter suddenly rang in his ears, and then he saw the vague figure of the Demon Demon, which appeared in the distance again, appearing from the dark shadows.

Around the demon is a circle of children holding hands and bouncing in a circle.

They encircled the demon as if to protect it.

Seeing that Zhang Fan's expression was wrong, Wang Ye's expression also changed, and when he looked behind him, he also saw the demon that appeared, which made his originally calm face suddenly appear a trace of solemnity.

This devil seemed to be a little different from what he had encountered before.

"Master Wang, now you can only rely on your ability to ask the gods to deal with it." Zhang Fan said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Wang Ye also sensed the danger of the Demon Spirit, and his expression became slightly more serious.

After the words were spoken, he did not delay too much, but backhandedly, he brought a small wooden stool from nowhere, put it under his buttocks and sat down, and then he took out three blood-colored incense sticks from his arms and inserted them on the muddy ground.

After doing this, Wang Ye straightened his body and sat on a small wooden bench, holding some strange trick in his hands, flat on his knees.

As Wang Ye made these movements, a huge suona pitch that resounded through the sky suddenly reverberate.

The suona treble is melodious and continuous, very penetrating, and even the surrounding space is violently distorted, as if it can't withstand the power of the suona treble.

In this way, in the ups and downs of suona, Wang Ye began to slowly lower his head, shaking his head slightly, and shaking his head more and more widely, and faster and faster, like a rattle, which made people jaw-dropping.

This is Wang Ye's supernatural ability, Miao Gong shook his head.

It seems to be shaking its head, but it is actually shaking.

The real ability to please God.

As Miao Gong shook his head, the entire ghost world was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying haze aura.

At this moment, the three blood-colored incense sticks that were originally inserted on the ground burst into flames in an instant, and blood-colored smoke slowly rose into the air and rose to an unknown area.

Looking at the scene of Wang Ye inviting God, Zhang Fan was both apprehensive and expectant.

He was worried because he was afraid that the effect of Wang Ye's invitation to the gods would not be ideal, and the ghosts he invited were not strong enough.

He was looking forward to it because he wanted to see if Wang Ye could invite a ghost that was more terrifying than the Demon of the Dragon.

It's just that......

At the last moment when Wang Ye was about to complete the ceremony of inviting the gods......

The demon who originally came from the darkness in the distance suddenly came to Wang Ye with a teleportation, and kicked him out with a lift of his foot.

The strength of this kick was incomparably terrifying, even if it was a white-clothed ghost Wang Ye who was idealistic, he couldn't bear it, and he was directly kicked out tens of thousands of meters away.

And after he was kicked out, the entire ritual of inviting the gods was immediately interrupted, and it also caused the three blood-colored incense sticks that were originally inserted in the ground to be cut off on the spot, making them unusable.

Now, only the last blood-colored incense stick is left to shake in the wind, and it may break and be damaged at some point.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's face changed greatly, and he was very anxious.

As a devil, the Demon has the power to destroy the world in every move, Wang Ye is just a white-clothed ghost, how can he withstand such a terrifying kick from the Demon of the Devil.

"Wang Ye !!"

Zhang Fan was about to rush up to find Wang Ye to see if he was still alive.

It's just that before he could set off, the next second, the figure of the Demon came to him again, slowly raised his right hand, and was about to flick his fingers at his face.

"I'm giving you face, right? I can't beat you, but someone can beat you! ”

Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no need to avoid it anymore.

Since Wang Ye's ritual of inviting the gods was forcibly interrupted, now, Zhang Fan can only get close to deal with the Demon Spirit.

If he uses the power of the parasitic spirit, let the Hollow Personality deal with the Spirits.

So, as soon as the mind moves, the parasitic spirit must be summoned.

At this moment, the flick of the Devil's fingers was already about to touch his face.

Once he really comes into contact, Zhang Fan will definitely die.

But......

At the moment when the Demon was about to flick its fingers, it paused abruptly, and then, the Demon slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the southeast, and did not continue to attack Zhang Fan.

"Huh?"

"This bastard, he didn't continue to attack?"

Zhang Fan frowned, and said with a shocked face.

Maybe it was because he was too shocked that he couldn't help but pause in his action of summoning the parasitic spirit, and he didn't know what the hell the demon was doing, so Zhang Fan looked at the position where the demon was looking.

As far as his eyes could see, he saw a person staggering to the southeast area.

This is a man holding his waist.

He turned out to be the unlucky bastard Wujun who was cursed by Shirai to cut off his kidneys before.

I didn't expect him to be alive, it really surprised Zhang Fan, I really don't know how the other party survived, obviously his health is so bad that he is even out of breath when he walks, but he can still survive, maybe his luck is too good.