Mo Chou is superb cultivation and subtle means, but no matter how powerful he is, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how strange the magic weapon is, in the final analysis, he is just a ghost general.

He is not invincible, these three people, any two put together, may be suppressed by Mo Chou to death, but if the three of them are recklessly deployed, Mo Chou will not be able to parry, not to mention Zhang Jianwei's rune treasure exchanged by this system, although it is a cripple, but the sun qi contained in Xi and the sword, like an entity, has an immediate effect on these yin and evil qi.

Therefore, Mo Chou finally moved and disappeared from the chair, and Xi and Fu Bao's long swords, as promised, stabbed into the place where Mo Chou was originally sitting.

A bright light flashed, and the world was like an extra sun.

The tyrannical aura of the sun rolled wildly, emitting a large amount of light, illuminating everything around and refining all the red threads.

As Mo Chou got up, Xi and the long sword fell.

The world suddenly changed, the wind came, the clouds in the sky began to gather, the moon that was originally hanging in the middle began to be blocked, the surrounding world walls retracted wildly, and finally, with a bang, the original red line world disappeared.

A park bench appeared at Mo Chou's location at this moment, and everything around him returned to the real world.

Under the bench, there were four people lying neatly, Mo Chou was gone, and the two extra ghosts seemed to be Lu Lei and a woman he didn't know, a little like Lu Lei's mother, but Zhang Jianwei was not sure.

Zhang Jianwei raised his head again, in the dark sky, Mo Chou stood in the air, his white hair fluttering in the wind behind him, as if he was wearing a huge white cloak.

The low dark clouds have become the background, and Mo Chou, who is independent of the world, seems to be the protagonist who has appeared on the scene.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, and he held the bone cup in his hand, and there was a crack visible to the human eye on it.

"It's just one step away!" Mo Chou muttered.

"Hmph!" Bai Yunke snorted coldly, a pair of wings were opened, his body was still human, and there was a pair of white shining wings behind his back, just like an angel, twelve transparent beads did not enter the body and disappeared, and the long white knife appeared in his hand again, and he slashed towards Mo Chou with a glow.

The eighteen demon monks also collected the formation at this moment, and one by one the weapons fell back into their hands, these demon monks took out a reed leaf from their arms, threw it on the ground, and the reed leaf became like a boat when they stood up, carrying them to the same volley, and the weapons in the hands of the eighteen demon monks shone together, and they were deceived towards Mo Chou.

Mo Chou was in the magic weapon before, it seemed that he was trying to suppress something, so everything was attacked with the red line in the human bone cup, and at this moment, there was no restraint, but he could spread his hands and feet.

The human bone cup is not just a container, this will be held in the hand, Mo Chou shook his hand, the red slime inside flew out, the human bone cup is like a handle, and the red mucus is like a long whip, Mo Chou casually whipped, only to hear the sound of brocade tearing, there seems to be a black shadow in the air, towards the eighteen demon monks and Bai Yunke.

The nineteen people here waved their hands forward in unison, and the nineteen rays of light converged together, colliding with the black shadow, silently, a black hole appeared, and disappeared silently, but with the appearance and disappearance of the black hole, a violent hurricane struck, and the surrounding dead branches and leaves were blown around, and even turned into powder in the air.

Zhang Jianwei naturally would not participate in such a thing, he also has self-knowledge, the reason why he can stand here is not because of how deep his cultivation is, but because of the power of the rune treasure.

But at this time, the twenty people above were fighting together, and they were completely incapable of participating, so they looked away and put them under the bench.

Lu Lei and the middle-aged woman's ghost seem to be in a trance, and the whole expression doesn't look very sober, and the four people lying side by side can't see dead or alive from a distance, but they can see that they are three men and one woman, Zhang Jianwei has seen the photos of the missing four children, and it is determined that this is Xiaoling, Zhao Qichao, and the four of them.

Zhang Jianwei held the immortal staff in one hand, the talisman treasure in the other, and stepped on the Kyushu shuttle under his feet, turning into a golden light and flying towards the bench.

Just as she was about to approach, the middle-aged woman's ghost suddenly came back to her senses and let out a sharp scream.

"All have to die, all have to die!" The resentment on his body rose like a black flame.

Zhang Jianwei couldn't beat Mo Chou and admitted it, you are a little ghost jumping for me here, Zhang Jianwei laughed angrily.

You don't need Xi and Fu Bao, you can reach out and have two sticks.

The Immortal Scepter emitted a long stick shadow in the air, flashing with milky white light, and rushed directly into the middle-aged woman's resentment.

At this time, Zhang Jianwei's cultivation has expired, and he has not missed half a step, compared to when he was entangled with Lu Xiaoling and them, his cultivation is not a little higher, and the power of this stick shadow is naturally rising.

With a whistling sound, the grievances were rushed, and in an instant, the grievances were like someone holding a handful of snow still on the red stove, and with a stabbing sound, countless grievances turned into a pure white mist, and disappeared with the incoming hurricane.

This resentment is closely connected with the ghost, dissolving the resentment, and naturally hurting the ghost at all, this middle-aged woman's ghost was stimulated like this, maybe the resentment dissipated some, or the pain caused by the dissipation of the resentment, anyway, the original red eyes are now a little clearer.

With a look of unwillingness and resentment, he opened his mouth and questioned Zhang Jianwei.

"Why, why! They forced my children to death, why do you still want to help them!" At this time, Zhang Jianwei could be sure that this middle-aged woman was Lu Lei's mother.

"Mom!" Lu Lei seemed to be also inspired and regained his consciousness for a moment.

"People have their way, and ghosts have their way, and if you die, you should go to the ghost world. Zhang Jianwei didn't know how to answer the questions raised by Lu Lei's mother for a while, so he could only say it from this point of view.

"People, ghosts! In your eyes, there are only people and ghosts, and there is no justice, my children were forced to die, how many people I found, how many looks, but no one can help me, they are all alive and well, I look at my family Lei Lei lying in the ice coffin every day, I hate to peel the skin of those who forced my family Lei Lei to die, cut the flesh, why, why are we the only ones who are bullied. Lu Lei's mother's eyes flashed blood-red. "I don't know who it is, you can stop me, but why can't you stop them, do I and our family Lei Lei deserve to die, you tell me, tell me!"