"Whew!" Master Zuo said in his mouth, his right hand raised the long sword high, and the whole person was filled with an extremely sacred aura, with a wave of his left hand, a piece of rune paper flew out, spontaneously combusting in the air, and the flames slashed against the sword body of the long sword, and immediately, the sword body emitted a burst of white light.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in the room, making the flames of the eight candles tremble violently, and people feared that they would be blown out.

Professor Lin Guoxiong and Su didn't dare to say a mouthful, although they are all well-informed figures, but where have they gone through such a battle?

Master Zuo held his sword and danced.

The white mangs of the sword, accompanied by the cold air of the forest, tore the four directions.

"The prince of heaven and earth, the gods of the four directions, borrow my magical powers!"

"The magic sword is psychic, communicates yin and yang, is righteous and upright, and evil appears!"

Master Zuo shouted angrily in his mouth, his body swam away at an extremely fast speed, the sword shadow was heavy, the sword roared sonorously, and his momentum reached its peak, bursting out like a river bursting the embankment.

Airplanes!

As the blade passed, strange sword flowers flashed, and the air seemed to be bursting.

Suddenly, the wind blew up, rolling up the paper money all over the room, and the curtains of the windows floated high, making a terrible sound whirring and whirring.

"The demon has appeared!" Master Zuo shouted angrily again, his face becoming solemn.

Lin Guoxiong and others, their hearts also mentioned the highest point, and their heartbeats and pulses were extremely fast.

The big black dog crawling by the window shrank even tighter, his mouth made a whining sound, his eyes were glowing with fear, the big black dog was a little helpful in driving away evil spirits, so Master Zuo didn't let people take it away just now.

Woo woo woo ...

Suddenly, a whimper sounded.

It seems to be the sound of the wind, and it seems to be crying like a ghost, and it is endless, and in the air, a trace of black gas that ordinary people such as Lin Guoxiong can see emerges and gathers.

Woo woo woo, the terrifying sound made Lin Guoxiong and the others lean close together, covering their mouths, for fear of making a sound, their dry throats rolled, their hearts were raised to their throats, their eyes expanded sharply, and their faces were full of fear.

The coldness in the room had quickly turned cold, and they felt that the air was about to freeze and suffocate them, and their bodies were cold, as if their blood had been frozen.

They thought that if there was an underworld, it would probably be the breath of the underworld, a breath of death and despair.

The black qi gathered and condensed, forming a vague figure, that figure, with a miserable white face, empty eyes, green ghost fire beating, as if it could hook people's souls, the corners of its mouth, as if dripping blood downward.

The ghost appeared, stretched out a pair of white claws full of bones, and grabbed at Master Zuo.

"Demon, the people of Benshan are here, and they dare to be presumptuous!"

Master Zuo's long hair and green shirt fluttered, and the sharp blade pointed forward, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the whole room as if it were trembling, and the divine aura on his body was shrouded in it, forcing towards the evil spirit.

One man and one sword have the potential to kill all evil in the world.

"Not good!" However, the next moment, Master Zuo's face changed wildly and retreated.

At the same time, a sword slashed fiercely.

The white sword flashed from top to bottom to the middle of the ghost, as if it was about to cut the ghost in half, but it was consumed by the ghost's energy, and the white ghost's claws were extremely fast, reaching his left shoulder.

The ghost claw, a virtual thing, can't bring physical damage and can't see blood, but it also hurts a lot, making his shoulders suddenly cold, his bones are cold and painful, and his whole shoulder is useless.

"It's a half-step ghost!" Master Zuo was shocked.

This ghost thing is not a ghost, but a half-step ghost, which he didn't expect.

Before he could react, a cold and terrifying aura came from his back.

Master Zuo looked horrified, turned around suddenly, pointed his left hand with his sword, and thrust it into his heart.

Poof, fingers into the flesh, in an instant, the breath between the fingers into the heart, a wisp of blood turned into a bloody sword and shot out to kill the ghost.

At the same time, all the rune paper he was carrying flew up and burned away in flames.

Woo......

The ghost let out a miserable scream, and the majestic ghost qi boiled and faded sharply.

Eight candles went out, and the room went dark.

All the sounds came to an abrupt end.

......

For a long time, no one spoke, and the room was filled with a terrible smell.

Left ...... Master..."A trembling voice sounded in a corner, it was Professor Su's voice.

Master Zuo said weakly, "Turn on the lights." ”

Bang, the lights are on, and the light is a bit harsh.

In the room, it had become chaotic, the black dog blood bowls placed everywhere had been shattered, and the half-coagulated blood was scattered on the ground, and the big black dog was lying there, with a puddle of urine on the ground.

Master Zuo sat on the ground, his whole person instantly looked ten years old, his breath was sluggish, his face was pale, his arms hung weakly at his sides, and his long sword fell to the ground.

"Left... Master Zuo, how is it?" Lin Guoxiong asked fearfully, just now, it was too terrifying...

He had thought that the ghost thing wanted his wife's life, so he fought with it, but when he saw it, he immediately went soft.

Master Zuo shook his head, with deep puzzlement on his face, and looked at Xia Ning'an, his eyes were weak, but a little fierce, "You should be dead!"

This remark made a few people who had just a little strength instantly scared away, "What... What, Master Zuo, what do you mean?"

Xia Ning'an was even more colorless, gasping for breath, the shadow of death lingering in his heart.

"I can't do anything, I thought it was a ghost, but I didn't expect it to be a half-step ghost, this level of ghosts, only my master comes, it is possible to destroy, but my master has been immortal for more than thirty years..."

"The Yin Soul sucks up people's yang energy and kills one person, and then it will become a half-step ghost, she is not dead, but weak, this is really strange!"

The Yin Soul killed one person, and it was a half-step ghost.

Killed ten people and turned into a terrible ghost.

killed 100 people, for the ghost male.

Thousands, ghost kings.

Ten thousand people, the ghost emperor.

In fact, in this era, there are very few ghosts, and he has been practicing for more than 30 years in his life, and he has encountered more than a dozen supernatural events, and every time he encounters a ghost, for the ghost, his strength can still kill.

Half-step ghost and ghost, the strength is already above him.

As for the ghost hero, the ghost king, and the ghost emperor, they are all legendary things, and he doesn't know if there are any.

The ghost turned into a half-step ghost, and it was also thanks to him that he was willing to give up a little heart, so he barely injured it, this little heart's blood, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make up for it, and it will affect his lifespan, this time the price is really heavy.

"Master Zuo, then we..." Lin Guoxiong collapsed directly on the ground, his heart desperate.

Professor Lin Yunsu and Su Shanshan were trembling and speechless, their eyes were blank and their souls were lost.

Xia Ning'an rolled his eyes directly and fainted.

"An An!"

"Mom!"

"Sister Ann!"

"Aunt An!" Lin Guoxiong and several others called anxiously at the same time.