If it were someone else, I would have been scared by the hunter's words. Fortunately, Chiyang and Jiang Chen have both experienced a big battle tonight, and they are still relatively calm.

Jiang Chen's inner consciousness immediately suspected, could this hunter named Song Qi have "yin and yang eyes" and can see the two souls in his body?

He heard "himself" mutter, "Idiot." ”

Then he found that the horse-faced old ghost squeezed his eyes at Song Qi, as if he was passing on some kind of code.

'Problematic! Jiang Chen immediately reacted, and shouted in his heart, "There is something wrong with this Song Qi!" He's in the same league as the old horse-faced ghost! ’

Chiyang glanced back, his face showed surprise, and said, "Miss Lin, when did you come?" ”

The girl in white who followed him was none other than Lin Xi.

She is also the "third person" that Song Qi refers to.

With the powerful cultivation of the Chiyang Sixth-Order "Blood-Moving" Realm, he couldn't hide any wind and grass within ten steps of his body, but he didn't notice when there was an extra girl in white behind him.

This Miss Lin is silent, not like a living person, could it be that as Xiao Jiang said, is it a ghost wearing a painted skin?

'Behind is Lin Xi? Jiang Chen was more vigilant than Chiyang, "She didn't come early or late, but she came to meet at this time, it seems that she is going to join forces with this group of demons and monsters to deal with us!" ’

Lin Xiqing's pleasant voice sounded behind him: "I heard movement in the garden, so I came over to take a look, and I just arrived." ”

The body of "Jiang Chen", who was eye-to-eye with Song Qi, shuddered violently, turned around suddenly, and saw the lonely and cold white shadow behind him, and was immediately shocked.

Jiang Chen felt the fear escaping from "himself" body, even stronger than when facing Chiyang.

This is probably the level suppression of low-level ghosts by the "Yin God", and just one look made Jiang Chen's body almost immobile.

Judging from the performance of the horse-faced old ghost, it seems that it is also very surprised by Lin Xi's arrival, are these two parties not in a gang?

Lin Xi's cold eyes stared at Jiang Chen for a moment, his gaze crossed him, glanced at Song Qi and many monks and Taoists in the pavilion, and said, "Chiyang Hero, be careful, something is wrong with these people. ”

This sentence immediately angered everyone in the gazebo.

An obese monk twisted the Buddha beads in one hand and scolded with the other halberd: "Demon girl, who do you say is wrong?" ”

"Something is wrong with you! I can tell at a glance that you're not human! A thin Taoist priest held a peach talisman sword, and there were words in his mouth, "Look at me to make you show your original form!" Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Shangqing Dao Ancestor, anxious as a law! ”

As the thin Taoist priest gestured in his hand, a black light emerged from the Peach Fu Sword, flew into the air, turned into the shape of a crow, and roared in front of Lin Xi.

"Demon girl, don't show your way to the Dao Ye soon!"

But I saw Lin Xi gently wave his sleeves, and the white shirt spilled off, as if brushing away dust, turning the crow into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating it.

The thin Taoist priest stagnated and shouted, "The demon girl is scheming! The big guy doesn't have to talk to her about morality, let's go side by side! ”

"Demon girl, what despicable means did you use to plot against the crow of the head of the hill? Eat my Buddha beads! The fat monk threw the Buddha beads in his hand into the air, and the Buddha beads grew in the wind, and they had grown to a height of several zhang in a few breaths, all of them were the size of a water tank, and they were pressed down heavily on Lin Xi's head.

Lin Xi's figure looked extremely delicate and small in front of the huge Buddha beads, but she didn't dodge or dodge, and calmly waved her robe, and the place where the Buddha beads were hit by her began to collapse inward, scattering like dust, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

The fat monk trembled: "Demon girl! Even my Buddhist beads have been plotted by you! Everyone who has black dog blood, quickly splash her with black dog blood! ”

"I have half a bag of black dog blood left! Let me! Song Qi untied the leather bag on his waist and strode forward.

But when he saw Chiyang standing in the middle of the road, there was a slight hesitation on his face, and he shouted: "Old Chi, get out of the way, see me teach this demon girl to show her original form!" ”

Chiyang was originally watching coldly, and the two did not help each other, so when he heard the words, he took a few steps back to the side of the road.

However, he was too big and the path in the garden was too narrow for the two of them to pass by, even if he gave way to the side of the road.

Jiang Chen saw that Song Qi was still hesitating, and knew that this person must have become a ghost, so he didn't dare to approach Chiyang. I wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but I heard "myself" take the initiative to say: "Give me the blood of the black dog, let me come!" ”

After speaking, the horse-faced old ghost stepped forward, bypassed Chiyang, walked up to the pavilion to take the leather bag in Song Qi's hand, and exchanged a look with everyone in the pavilion.

At such a close distance, Jiang Chen noticed that Song Qi's outstretched palm had partially rotted, the clothes on his body were tattered and covered with mud, as if he had just crawled out of the grave, and his eyes were also dull, white and very infiltrating.

The other people in the pavilion were the same, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of black gas, and their bodies were full of evil doors.

Sure enough, these people have all died at the hands of ghosts, and they have been controlled by ghosts, and they have become ghosts. ’

Jiang Chen thought that if he couldn't get rid of the control of the old ghost with a horse face, Bacheng would also end up like this, and his heart suddenly felt a chill.

'I don't know if Chiyang has noticed it......

When he returned to Chiyang's side, the horse-faced old ghost controlled his expression without looking at Chiyang, and strode over.

Its cultivation is much more advanced than that of Song Qi, the newly dead ghost, so it can restrain its instinctive fear and pretend that nothing happened.

Lin Xi watched Jiang Chen get closer and closer with the leather bag, frowned slightly, stared at him with cold eyes, and looked at him with a compassionate expression, a bit like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.

The horse-faced old ghost unscrewed the leather bag slowly, and his eyes stared at Lin Xi for a moment.

When the monk Taoist and Lin Xi were fighting, the horse-faced old ghost had already seen that this girl of unknown origin was not a real seventh-order "Yin God", but with the help of some kind of magic weapon, she forcibly turned into a Yin God out of her body.

Of course, the magic weapon can ward off evil spirits, but the black dog's blood is also the treasure of exorcism, and the two sides are fighting head-on, who can be better?

At the same time, the horse-faced old ghost still needs to divide thirty percent of his mind and suppress Jiang Chen's divine will in his body. It was its carelessness just now that made Jiang Chen break free for a moment, and this time it would never make the same mistake again.

With the movement of its hands, everyone's eyes were fixed on the mouth of the leather bag.

Jiang Chen has also been waiting for this opportunity.

The horse-faced old ghost thought that as long as it didn't lose its mind, it would be able to completely suppress Jiang Chen, but it was actually a big mistake.

It didn't know that the owner of this body possessed by itself had already reached the fourth-order "psychic" realm!

Although he has not been instructed by a famous teacher and has not learned the method of "exorcism", during the time he was possessed, Jiang Chen has not been idle, he has been trying various methods, and he has already figured out some ways.

Speaking of which, I also have to thank this ghost thing, it is precisely because of its oppression that Jiang Chen can find a means of confrontation and get a momentary opportunity to struggle.

Only a fleeting opportunity!

- Right now!

Jiang Chen's wrist flicked, and the leather bags of his hands and feet drew a graceful arc, and the black dog blood that was originally splashed on Lin Xi suddenly deviated from the direction, and instead sprayed into the sky, and then sprinkled down like raindrops.

Lin Xi, Jiang Chen, Chiyang, and Song Qi standing at the edge of the pavilion were all within the scope of this blood rain.

They reacted at the same time.

Lin Xi waved his sleeves, and a hazy silver halo appeared on the sleeves, as if he had faced the crow talisman and the Buddha bead in the first two battles, and met the blood rain.

However, to her surprise, this time, the tried and tested methods actually failed!

The few drops of black dog blood pierced through the silver halo and stained the sleeve robe, and it was as if boiling water was dripping on the wax block, and white smoke was rising.

The horse-faced old ghost cursed in his mouth: "Damn it! He wanted to run wildly, but he tripped over the other leg and fell to the ground.

- Jiang Chen stretched out his left leg as early as when he spilled the black dog's blood, ready to fall.

Once again, he tripped himself up.

A few drops of blood rained down on "it", burning in an instant, and black smoke rose from the place of contact, making "it" more and more unable to get up, rolling on the ground and wailing.