Zhang Yiming walked out of the cave and swept his gaze away from the nameless wild ghost, the nameless wild ghost felt a coldness, and couldn't help but shiver and moved back. Then, Zhang Yiming ignored the nameless wild ghost and focused on the ghost who was still entangled with the little crow.

The ghost put away the little flag at this moment, held it in his hand, and the ghost that poured out of the small flag seemed to have received the order of the ghost ghost, and for a moment no longer attacked the little crow, but all returned to the small flag, and in a moment, all the ghosts that were originally in the sky disappeared.

"Whew!"

The little crow saw the departing ghost, it was very uncomfortable to be entangled before, and screamed angrily at the ghost, and then quickly fell from the sky, standing next to Zhang Yiming, spreading its wings, still very vigilant.

"Where's that stinky Taoist priest?" the ghost glanced at Zhang Yiming, furious, and said coldly.

"Brother Crow, thank you. Zhang Yiming did not answer the ghost ghost, but clasped his fists with both hands, thanking Xiao Crow, he also knew that if it wasn't for Xiao Yao resisting him at the entrance of the cave, I am afraid that it would not be so smooth to fully absorb the power of Jindan, although Zhang Yiming knew that Ah Ling and Xiao Yao had an unusual relationship, but Xiao Yao was willing to help him, he still felt a little surprised, after all, the ghost ghost is a ghost general under the ghost king, and his strength should not be underestimated!

"Where did you come from, I was going to ask you that old Taoist priest!" the ghost seemed to feel insulted, and raised his voice at this moment.

When Zhang Yiming heard this, he turned his head to the ghost ghost.

"It's gone. ”

Although Zhang Yiming said it very plainly, he knew that the ghost ghost would not be good, and he could vaguely see a different aura from the ghost ghost, this kind of aura was absent, but Zhang Yiming still noticed it.

"Where did you go!" The Netherworld had already guessed that the old Taoist priest might have escaped from the Netherworld, but he didn't give up, after all, the lost treasure was so important to that adult, if he couldn't find it, I was afraid that he would also be in big trouble, so he asked.

"I don't know. ”

Zhang Yiming pretended to be relaxed, spread his hands, and looked helpless, the little crow seemed to be a little proud next to Zhang Yiming, and deliberately screamed twice, flapping his wings a few times, with a hint of provocation.

"Look for death!"

The ghost was completely angry, his eyes widened, he shouted, picked up the spear in his hand and pierced it towards Zhang Yiming's heart, and the sound of breaking the sky was loud.

Zhang Yiming didn't expect the ghost to say that he would fight, but fortunately, he had been on guard for a long time, and took out the golden hoop stick at the moment when the ghost moved.

When the golden hoop stick collided with the spear brought by the ghost ghost, there was a loud noise, and the strength of the ghost was extraordinary, and under the collision with the tens of thousands of catties of golden hoop stick, Zhang Yiming was still numb from the shock.

"Is this the strength of the ghost general-level? Zhang Yiming muttered to himself, he estimated that the strength of the ghost ghost might be a little stronger than him, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Before one move was finished, another move after another, the ghost didn't give Zhang Yiming a chance to breathe, and the spear danced backhanded, and swept towards Zhang Yiming.

At this time, the little crow's eyes rolled and he stepped aside, not knowing what kind of psychology it was. Whether it doesn't want to mix or just want to watch the play, only it knows.

The ghost was also very depressed, he found out that Zhang Yiming's strength was only a Taiyi Heavenly Immortal, and he thought that a blow would hit him hard, but he thought that this kid would easily take his spear.

"It's useless, you don't have a chance in the face of absolute strength!" the Netherworld sneered.

In the face of the attack of the ghost ghost, Zhang Yiming was beaten back again and again. If you want to say magic Zhang Yiming really doesn't have much, the Nine Turns Xuangong is mainly melee combat, although it is said that the ghost attack is very strong, but Zhang Yiming is still barely able to take it.

Although Zhang Yiming's mana was completely recovered after absorbing the power of the golden pill, after all, he still didn't dare to consume too much mana in the Netherworld, if he kept fighting with the Netherworld, then he would definitely run out of mana in the end, and at that time, he could only be fish and meat on the board, and he would be slaughtered by others.

With a turn of thought, when the ghost spear stabbed him, Zhang Yiming instantly made the golden hoop stick longer, and the ghost never expected this hand, and was caught off guard by the suddenly lengthened golden hoop stick on the chest, and flew out upside down.

"Ahem... "The ghost patted the dust off his body, his chest tightened, and he coughed twice.

"Boy, although I don't know where you come from, but if you dare to go against this seat today, then I can only send you back to the West. "The ghost's eyes were gloomy.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Eater Banners!" the Nether Ghost shouted.

The spear in the ghost's hand vanished, revealing a small flag.

"Boom, boom" Xiao Yao saw the familiar little banner yelling at Zhang Yiming, as if to remind Zhang Yiming to be careful.

"Go!" "Go!" The Netherworld threw the little banner into the air, and recited this obscure mantra in his mouth, and many powerful ghosts and ghosts surged out of the small banner in an instant, much more hideous than the previous one against the little crow, it seems that the ghost has the intention of killing.

"Snort," the ghost rushed away, and the nameless wild ghost who was hiding on the side quickly flashed to the side when he saw this.

Facing a group of powerful ghosts, Zhang Yiming broke out in a cold sweat, he still remembered that the white bone spirit seemed to have this kind of evil skill at the beginning, but the powerful ghost refined by this ghost ghost was not comparable to the white bone essence, and it was not a grade.

The two ghosts rushed over first, Zhang Yiming waved the golden hoop stick twice, knocking the two ghosts to the ground, and the two ghosts struggled for a while and then surged up with the large army behind them.

In the face of countless ghosts and ghosts, Zhang Yiming did not dare to relax his vigilance, one after another, seemingly endless, Xiao Yao also saw Zhang Yiming's predicament, stepped forward to help, and spit out fireballs to help resist.

These ghosts are like they can't be killed, Zhang Yiming's mana is constantly consumed, from the beginning of the battle with the ghost to the present, Zhang Yiming has already consumed a layer of mana, if he continues to fight like this, he will definitely die in the end.

"Looks like there's no way to use it. Zhang Yiming thought to himself.

It was in the small world of chaos, the world honored him gave him, the Hunt Spirit Heavenly Treasure Mirror, this treasure mirror Zhang Yiming has never taken out and used it, not because he doesn't want to use it, but this magic weapon is really useless, this is also a rare treasure in the Three Realms, but this mirror is only useful for things that have no shadow. There is another treasure that was also brought out from the chaotic small world, that is a box, called the Red Gold Treasure Box, the box is made of red gold, which can change the five elements and eight trigrams, and can restrain all the wooden attribute magic weapons in the world.

Zhang Yiming saw that those ghosts had no shadows, so he remembered the treasure of the Muddy Spirit Heavenly Treasure Mirror. Zhang Yiming is also using it for the first time, and there is no bottom of the heart.

Zhang Yiming danced several sticks in a row, knocked over the nearest ghosts, and then spit out the treasure mirror from his mouth, and the treasure mirror changed from the size of a sesame mung bean to the size of a palm, and finally it was two times bigger.

The treasure mirror is green all over, and the green light is flourishing on Zhang Yiming's palm.

"Take a picture of me!"