At the beginning, when he saw more powerful ghosts in the middle of the night, Zhang Jing was taken aback, and his heart was a little hairy.

But when he followed, as Uncle Nine beat the ghost and fled, the fear in Zhang Jing's heart gradually disappeared.

The current bizarre world is completely different from the world he used to live in.

Ghosts, zombies, and goblins are not uncommon things, and you have to get used to them.

It's time for a change of mindset.

When you see them, you shouldn't be afraid, but think of them as 'experiential monsters'!

However, when Zhang Jing was about to make a move on these 'little soldiers', these paper men did not sit still, and even took the initiative to surround Zhang Jing under the command of the ghost guards.

"Kill this little Taoist priest for me!"

The blade of the big knife in the hand of the powerful ghost guard, pointed at Zhang Jing, and ordered to the many paper men and soldiers.

Although these paper figures are lifelike, they look no different from human beings except for their pale faces and floating feet that do not touch the ground.

But they are not human after all, and they do not think.

Just now, several of their companions were slashed to ashes by Uncle Jiu's sword, and their masters were also injured and fled, but none of them were afraid.

Under the guidance of the ghost guards, they all floated towards Zhang Jing like ghosts.

"Hey, your boss has been beaten and out, you don't run along, but you dare to take the initiative to do it with me, when I am a soft persimmon?"

Zhang Jing felt a kind of anger that was scorned, these little soldiers actually looked down on themselves!

How can I say that he is also a second-rate warlock who has entered the stream, and he has the two major methods of True Yang Gong and Five Thunder Mantras, since these little soldiers don't know whether they are alive or dead, they just give him practice!

The magic weapons were all left in the broken temple, so now Zhang Jing is bare-handed.

But it doesn't matter, you don't need any magic weapons to deal with these paper people and low-level imps.

Zhang Jing's own blood is the best means to destroy them!

In fact, every ordinary person who is in good health will have a certain amount of masculine power in his qi and blood.

As long as you are upright, bold, and not afraid, you can basically ignore the vast majority of lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world.

Qi and blood are strong, and the lonely soul and wild ghost with low cultivation don't even dare to get close to you, let alone harm you.

Unless it is a bad heart, or there is a disease, or there is a serious loss of qi and blood, it will be given a chance to be taken advantage of by lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Therefore, it is often seen that after some people in the village are 'evil', as long as there are healthy and courageous people, they bite their fingers and put blood on the forehead of the evil person, and the evil person will soon regain consciousness.

This is the role of the power of qi and blood.

The power of ordinary people's qi and blood is so powerful, let alone a Taoist priest with mana!

I didn't see that Uncle Nine didn't have the magic weapon in his hand just now, and there was nothing he could do about it. But after drawing a talisman on the peachwood sword with his own blood, the peachwood sword directly doubled its power, piercing the ghost through the heart!

"Hiss~~"

Zhang Jing bit his finger open, and red blood suddenly flowed out of his fingers.

It hurts a little.

Looking at the paper figures that rushed over in groups, Zhang Jing didn't care too much, his steps were flexible, his middle finger and index finger were erected, and at the same time, he urged the 'warm current' that had just been generated in his body tonight and poked towards the paper figures one by one.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof!"

Sure enough, these paper figures are actually a bit powerful, at least for ordinary people, with good lethality. But at this time, under Zhang Jing's 'blood finger', it was like paper encountering flames, and it was completely restrained.

Every time Zhang Jing poked one, the paper figure seemed to be ignited, and it was like a popped balloon, and it quickly disappeared.

"Ding! Kill one of the 'Paper Figures' and gain 30 merit points!"

"Ding! Kill one of the 'Paper Figures' and gain 30 merit points!"

"Ding......

As the paper figure disappeared, a pleasant prompt sounded in his mind, which made Zhang Jing feel extremely happy, and the movements in his hands were a little faster.

"Hahaha! Come more! Come on, how many people I want to kill!"

"It's not me bragging, I can fight a hundred today!"

In just a few breaths, the paper figure was wiped out by Zhang Jing.

At this time, he had consumed all his merit points, but now he has 210 points!

This is already more than the second-level ghost he eliminated at Li Yuanwai's house this morning!

Kill a level 2 ghost to get 200 merit points.

But now it's much easier to destroy these paper figures!

"Bunch of shit! Get out of here, let me come!"

The ghost guards who were watching the battle next to him finally couldn't help but shout when they saw this.

These paper figures are considered to be the family members of their masters, although they are not very important, but they usually have to be served and worked, and they can't watch them all be wiped out by this little Taoist priest.

After receiving the order, the paper people finally stopped their behavior of sending them to death one after another, and scattered and retreated.

"Stinky Taoist, give me death!"

The guard was sturdy, angrily brandishing a machete and slashing at Zhang Jing.

Although this guard is not known how many times worse than the powerful ghost just now, the lethality is seriously insufficient, and it is not at the same level at all.

However, compared to Uncle Jiu, Zhang Jing's mana is not many times lower!

"Can't be hardwired!"

Zhang Jing hurriedly dodged the tiger and tiger slash by rolling on a donkey.

If he had a magic weapon such as a peachwood sword or a money sword in his hand, he would have the confidence to fight against this powerful ghost guard. But now he definitely can't do it with his bare hands.

Whew!Whew!

A knife borrowed a knife, a routine between the ghost guard and his master.

After winning a bargain, he chased after Zhang Jing and kept chasing and slashing.

"Damn, this guy killed pigs when he was alive, right?"

Zhang Jing dodged left and right, but he was not injured.

But if he defends for a long time, he will be lost, and he has been in danger several times, and he was almost slashed by a big knife.

Finally, Zhang Jing found an opportunity and retreated sharply towards the back, opening up a distance from the ghost guards.

Then, without thinking about it, the Five Thunder Spell had already been cast.

"Five thunders and five thunders, changes in the mist, subduing demons and monsters, refining the souls of the dead, urgent as the law!"

Zhang Jing's eyes were like torches, the mana in his body was running wildly, and the power of thunder that communicated between heaven and earth converged towards him.

There was constantly electric light wandering and shuttling, as if there was an invisible hand drawing talismans with the power of thunder.

In the blink of an eye, this invisible talisman drawn with the power of thunder was completed.

The fierce ghost guard, who was originally wielding a big knife and continuing to slash towards Zhang Jing, also sensed that something was wrong at this time, and a sense of fear that made it from the bottom of his heart instantly spread all over his body, and his soul was trembling.

This little Taoist priest is eccentric!

Unfortunately, it was too late to escape.

How fast is the power of thunder?

Not to mention it, even if its owner, the ghost, is in front of him, it is impossible to hide.

I saw that in the dark night sky, a flash of essence suddenly flashed, and the power of thunder slashed into the guard's head in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

It was almost devastating, and the fierce ghost guard, who was still menacing just now, did not have any resistance under the bombardment of this thunderous power.

After the electric light, there is not even slag left.

"Ding! Destroy a ghost guard and get 300 merit points!"

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

300 merit points?

In this way, this ghost guard is much more powerful than the level 2 ghost he eliminated with the exorcism charm today?

If you think about it, that's true.

The second-level ghost of Li Yuanwai's family can also tease ordinary people, as long as he encounters a real warlock, I am afraid that he can only escape.

But this also shows that the power of the Five Thunder Mantras is really strong enough!

This terrible ghost guard couldn't hold up even a single shot, and turned into ashes directly under the lightning.

It is estimated that if it is used to deal with that powerful ghost, it may have a certain effect!

"But it's amazing, but the consumption is not small!"

Zhang Jing's face was a little pale, sensing the 'warm current' in his body that was obviously weaker, and smiled bitterly.

Originally, he thought that with his cultivation, he should be able to cast three or four Five Thunder Spells.

But now, he can only do it once.

If you do it again, you'll probably have to be drained!