The heavy fist was thrown out and slammed into the corpse wall in front of him. The twelve babies screamed in unison, and were smashed backwards by Zhang Xingbao's punch. One of them even suffered a direct head deflate, obviously not lightly injured.

Knowing that these demons are dead creatures in the first place, it is impossible to really kill them unless they are exceeded. Zhang Xingbao had never learned the method of destroying ghosts, but he also knew that the corpse wall composed of twelve babies was not an existence that could harm him. Besides, after a toss with the old man and the old lady, he probably guessed that the old man and the old man didn't have any great skills. If the ghosts are graded, then the old man and the old lady must be the worst evil spirits at the bottom. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to kill myself if I thought about putting myself to sleep.

'Bang Bang Bang' fists rained down, and the corpse wall of twelve babies kept screaming. Although Zhang Xingbao didn't die when he beat them, they couldn't help Zhang Xingbao.

"Old woman, put out the fire and help me, use your ghost summoning technique. The old man shouted.

The old lady couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and said, "Once this ghost summoning technique is used, if it summons a demon that is more powerful than us..."

"It's a big deal, let's share some benefits with that evil ghost..." The old man said so.

Sure enough, the old lady extinguished the flames with even more momentum. Obviously, after preparing to extinguish the fire, the two ghosts came together to deal with Zhang Xingbao.

Zhang Xingbao suddenly flashed a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and then retracted his fist with a cold snort. At this moment, although the corpse wall formed by him and the twelve babies in front of him is still there, the twelve babies who formed the corpse wall are no longer the smiling and grinning appearance, but have a blue nose and swollen face and crying and mourning faces.

"The Wind..." Zhang Xingbao suddenly shouted.

Zhang Xingbao's wind blowing technique is at most a small realm, but it can also summon some wind existence.

Sure enough, the wind elemental began to gather. A cold wind began to blow in the inn, and Zhang Xingbao kept waving his hands with all his strength. The Wind Breeze Technique was cast, and gusts of wind continued to fan out of his palms.

Unlike hard metal, the Wind Breeze technique really consumes his true qi. Almost in a few moments, his true qi was exhausted, but it was also his few moments of disregard for his life, and the fire on the second floor, which was about to be extinguished, suddenly rose a few points with the help of the wind.

The wind fuels the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind. Almost instantly, with the scolding of the old lady on the second floor, the room that was about to be extinguished suddenly burned again. Even because it had been burned before, some of the wood that was still sparkling was just a little bit.

"Old woman..." The old man suddenly paused, turned around and turned on the old lady who was engulfed in the fire, and let out a sad cry. However, his cry of sorrow is useless at all, as the saying goes, water and fire are ruthless, where is the reason for the old lady who was 'bitten' by this demon fire to survive.

The old man was furious in his heart, although he couldn't see with his eyes, but in his ears he could hear the old lady crying out for help in the fire, but he could only watch from the sidelines and couldn't save him. In the end, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xingbao, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, where would he compete with Zhang Xingbao again?

Zhang Xingbao didn't know why he was able to see where he was when he was blind, but he thought it was a special ability that ghosts had.

Seeing the old man flying down towards him, Zhang Xingbao snorted coldly and stabbed the flat shoulder with disdain.

He was lucky enough to be really angry, not to mention the old man under this stab, even a car could be pierced by him.

The old man screamed sadly and was stabbed back by Zhang Xingbao. The body was still in mid-air, and I saw Zhang Xingbao pumping hard. The old man screamed miserably, and was smashed back to the second floor by Zhang Xingbao like a sandbag...

The flat pole was completely broken into two halves in Zhang Xingbao's hands, but at this moment Zhang Xingbao couldn't use it. Because the old man who was smashed back to the second floor was finally eroded by the fire and turned into a burning man.

With screams, the entire inn was finally slowly engulfed in flames.

Zhang Xingbao ran out of the inn with a crawl, as for the twelve ghost babies, they had no autonomy at all, and they were also involved in the ghost fire.

"I remember when I first met the monk, he said that there were evil spirits and evil spirits imprisoned in the past life rings. As long as you can kill these evil spirits and evil ghosts, you can obtain the magic cultivated by these evil spirits and evil ghosts, I don't know..."

Zhang Xingbao stood outside the inn, but refused to leave. Eyes looked at the inn that gradually turned into ashes...

He remembered that the evil spirits and ghosts here were almost all grotesque things produced by spiritual consciousness. Existing in this rebirth vow, once destroyed, it does not fall into samsara, but completely turns into spiritual consciousness and is destroyed by the power of the rebirth vow.

But before the memories are completely erased by the power of the Death Ring, there is a great chance to take away their memories. These memories may be the cultivation of the true exercises, or they may be the memories of their lifetime.

And at this moment, Zhang Xingbao is waiting for the memory of the old man and the old lady after their deaths.

After all, it can be regarded as a life of nine deaths, and Zhang Xingbao doesn't want to return in vain. Besides, evil spirits are not easy to encounter, and since they have encountered them and successfully killed them, they must make enough money to stop.

Sure enough, just after the fire was gone. There are a little spots of light floating above the inn... Just like when Zhang Xingbao entered the rebirth ring and met the monk who seemed to be a monk.

Zhang Xingbao, who had been prepared, did not dare to delay and strode forward.

At first, he had a little bit of a dark wound on his legs after a fight, but even the pain in his ankle was endured by him. Raise your hand and grab the blob... Almost as soon as he grabbed the spot, all the other spots that were not caught by him disappeared from heaven and earth.

Although there are regrets, after all, it did not exceed Zhang Xingbao's expectations.

Closing his eyes, a flash of memories flooded through his mind at this moment.

This memory, there are old men and old women.

Part of it is the old man's life... The old man was a figure in the Shunzhi period, and in his early years, he had rushed to the exam several times but failed repeatedly. In the first year of Kangxi, there was a famine in various places. There were countless people who died of starvation in Wuchuan, including the old man and the old lady.

After the old man died, he became an evil spirit. But among the evil spirits, they are the existence of the weak...

Because part of the memory was not captured, Zhang Xingbao only knew the old man's general idea intermittently.

And the old lady's memory Zhang Xingbao is also mostly clear and transparent...

The old lady married the old man during the Shunzhi period and served diligently. Later, he starved to death with the old man, and then became an evil spirit. I practiced a 'ghost summoning technique', but I sold myself when I was an evil spirit in my early years.

It turned out that this old man and his wife were often bullied by other evil spirits because of their weak strength when they were evil spirits. Of course, the old lady is not a little beautiful, but fortunately, she is a little stronger than the sow. Some of the evil spirits at the bottom often took advantage of her, until the old man and the old lady fled to this barren mountain.

At this moment, Zhang Xingbao opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be both depressed and novel: "These two techniques don't seem to be difficult to practice, but I don't know what they are for me?"

He decided to wait for the night after leaving the Death Ring to perform these two spells.