Jing Wujie looked at Daoist Ma in astonishment, unable to believe that this was true. The tall image of the master has always been haunting in his heart, but today he encountered an evil way that made the master have no choice but to raise ghosts, and his little life is going to be lost here today?

People who want to become immortals are bitten to death by ghosts?

"Friend, you don't play cards according to the routine!" Ma Daoist squatted down, seemed to be slumped on the ground, threw away his sword and said to Zhang Yao, which made Zhang Yao think that he was ready to give up resistance

Zhang Yao on the side sneered, "What? Is this your last words when you die?"

"Why am I also a Taoist priest, and you practice evil arts, shouldn't you say that you will woo me and let me go today or something? Then either we will work together, or I will refuse you, and you will kill me again if you don't know what to do?"

"Okay, then let me ask you, would you like to work with me? I'll consider sparing your life. Zhang Yao also saw that the true ability of this Taoist priest was not as great as he imagined, at best, he was at the level of just touching the threshold of the Taoist priest. But since he is a Taoist priest, there must be a treasure at the bottom of the box, such as a powerful magic weapon left by the master, a life-saving talisman and a talisman treasure, which will also make him uncomfortable. It's better to listen to what this Taoist priest says, and then it's not too late to kill him.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to!" Ma Daoist was naughty like a child, and suddenly grimaced and laughed at Zhang Yao.

"You old thing, you are still teasing me when you are dying!" Zhang Yao was very angry and ordered the little ghost to immediately step forward and bite.

Ma Daoist pushed away Jing Wujie, threw out a copper coin with one hand, and rushed up with an iron sword in one hand, it was the copper coin sword that fell to the ground after it was scattered, and when the little ghosts avoided the copper coin, Ma Daoist's other hand also stabbed the long sword at the middle of the ghost, a puff of green smoke came out, and a piece of rune paper was also pasted on the body of this little ghost, which immediately paralyzed this little ghost.

After the blow was successful, Ma Hu turned around again, and the long sword stabbed a little ghost again, sticking a talisman, assassinating, this action was done in one go, and immediately restrained the two little ghosts, and Ma Daoist was also out of breath, after all, he was old, and this was his limit.

"Master is so powerful!" Jing Wujie shouted, knowing that the master said that these were all confusing the kiln.

"Your long sword is not a magic weapon, it is an ordinary sword, why can it hurt my little ghost?" Zhang Yao asked suspiciously.

"Haha, thanks to this kid's pee!" Ma Dao said proudly. "My shoes were already torn, and standing next to him, my shoes were soaked, and I knew that he was urinating! Boy urine is still good for dealing with imps! I squatted down to pick up the money, and then soaked my sword in the urine again!"

"It seems that I still underestimate you! Originally, with these little ghosts, I could have cultivated extremely fierce evil! But you just appeared, and those who stand in my way will die!"

Zhang Yao took a deep breath and showed his weapon, a sharp black dagger, the cold light on the dagger knew at a glance that it was not an ordinary weapon, and he could feel the murderous aura emanating from the dagger from so far away.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous, and look at this kiln is also a practitioner, facing Ma Daoist's long sword, can flexibly avoid Ma Daoist's moves, and can also block attacks with daggers to attack its vital points.

A few moves were dismantled and blocked, and Ma Daochang's long sword couldn't take advantage of it, and there was a little ghost as Zhang Yao's assistance, and the other two little ghosts chased Jing Wujie, scared Jing Wujie and cried, running was inflexible, he fell several times in a few steps, and even walked and crawled to avoid the two little ghosts, the space in the hall was narrow and dim, Jing Wujie's nose and face were swollen, tears, and snot flowed.

But after Zhang Yao used this dagger to shake it against Ma Hu for a few moves, he didn't move anymore, and the dagger was gone!

"Damn, this dagger will fly!" The chill in Ma Hu's heart reached the extreme, the cold hair exploded, and he was in a very strong survival reaction, and his head was turned to the side by a large amplitude, just as the dagger flew past the back of Ma Hu's head, although it didn't stab his head, the hair was cut a lot.

The flying dagger is extremely fast, forcing the horse protector to turn over on his back, and then run with Jing Wujie, who is crying and running, touched his nose, but found it slimy, and then looked at his hand, it was all blood, it turned out that his nose was knocked out of the nosebleed, and this time he was even more godless, and he hit the seven urn coffins in the middle of the main hall.

Xiao Liu happened to wake up, saw the dagger flying around, and didn't know what he was thinking, when he got close to him, he grabbed the handle of the speeding dagger, so he saw a monkey flying around the entire hall under the drive of the dagger, hitting seven meat and eight vegetarians.

This collision also hit the urn coffin in the center of the hall, the penetration of the dagger and the impact of the monkey made the urn coffin shatter one by one, and Jing Wujie, who was still in a panic, touched it, it was a corpse, and then touched it, it was another corpse.

Now Jing Wujie completely collapsed, he was afraid of ghosts, and he was also afraid of corpses, thinking that Hengzhi was a death today, he simply didn't move, and he didn't have the strength to move anymore, so he lay in the middle of the urn, crying and his whole body convulsed, it seemed that he was not killed by ghosts, and he had to be scared to death.

And the restrained Ma Dao Chang had no time to take care of Jing Wujie, and he was about to die here. The offensive of one person and one ghost has caused several injuries, especially Zhang Yao's flying dagger, which is extremely sharp, and there is no ghost in the depths, and he will be stabbed if he doesn't pay attention, and the injured place will not feel at first, and the bleeding will not stop after a while, and the pain is unbearable, fortunately, it is not critical, and it cannot be killed for a while, but after a long time, I am afraid that it will be life-threatening if there is more blood.

The souls in the urn coffin were affected by the outside world, and they originally wanted to break through the shackles, but now that the urn coffin was broken, just when the lives of the two people were hanging by a thread, seven souls came out and floated beside Jing Wujie, as if they were the seven dead children. They looked at Jing Wujie, who was lying on the ground crying loudly, with a playful expression.

"Look, Jing Banxian is lying on the ground crying like this, it's so funny!" said the soul of an older child.

"Jing Wujie, he's a coward, he's most afraid of ghosts!" another spirit answered.

"It's so fragrant, he brought chicken legs!" After a child's soul saw the big chicken leg exposed in Jing Wujie's arms, the rest of them surrounded him, inhaling the aroma of chicken legs.

"Look, there really are ghosts!" A child's soul suddenly saw the two little ghosts raised by Zhang Yao. The other six children also screamed.

"Call a ghost, aren't you also a ghost?" the two little ghosts raised by Zhang Yao roared impatiently.

The souls of the seven children, you look at me, I look at you, and then I see the seven corpses on the ground, why are I lying on the ground? With my eyes closed, my face is pale, but it is indeed myself.

"We're dead!" the seven children were silent, they couldn't accept it for a moment. In my memory, I was playing in the water by the lake next to the town after school yesterday, and then I realized that it was now, and in the blink of an eye, it was the two worlds of yin and yang. However, children are not as afraid of death as adults, and the concept of death is still relatively vague in their consciousness. It's easy to tame, which is why ghost keepers want to attack children.

Zhang Yao's technique, not using wood but using the corpse itself as a carrier, is to cultivate the most powerful ghosts, so they use urn coffins to pack corpses, and then go back to find these urn coffins, extract their souls and then cultivate.

Zhang Yao looked at the souls of these children, showing an incredible expression, how is it possible? The soul of a person is not a ghost as soon as he goes out of his body, people have three souls and seven spirits, and they will generally become ghosts on the night of the first seven souls, if you want to become a ghost of the existence of the spirit, time is one thing, and the accumulation of grievances is also one thing, the souls are all resentful, and the ghosts raised by people must pay a great price, with magic, blood, food, etc., to nourish for one hundred and eight days, before they can finally take shape, how can this become a ghost body now?

Yes, the blood of the child! The blood of the boy and the chicken leg of Jing Wujie raised these souls and accelerated them from the soul form to the ghost body! After Zhang Yao figured out this key thing, his eyes on Jing Wujie became even hotter, it seems that this kid really has a spiritual root!

Zhang Yao kicked away the horse Dao Chang, who was moving more and more slowly, and rushed towards Jing Wujie, this child is a baby, and the ghosts raised are more powerful than other little dolls, you can't miss it!