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Zhang Wanmo held the mahogany sword in his left hand and the tiger talisman in his right, stabbing towards the ghost king.

The ghost king turned on his side, and didn't even touch its side, but the tiger talisman hit his shoulder and burned a big hole in his shoulder.

Zhang Wanmo slashed with the sword again, and half of the ghost king's arm fell to the ground, turning into black mist and disappearing.

"Heh." The ghost king looked down at his broken arm, "I didn't expect you to hit it a few times."

But within two breaths, the severed arm was wrapped in the black mist on the ghost king's body, and it grew out again, intact as before.

"Then I'd like you to see if I have only two skills!" Zhang Wanmo took out another talisman from nowhere: "Hehe Yangyang, show my divine light, wind, fire and thunder, guard me, and serve me Order, immediately kill unknown!"

After chanting the mantra, he threw the talisman towards the ghost king, and the talisman turned into blue stars and disappeared in mid-air, and then the sky began to thunder and lightning, threatening.

The few of us all looked up at the sky, the lightning seemed to be about to hit the Ghost King's body in the next moment, but we didn't expect a gust of wind to pass by, and all the lightning and thunder disappeared.

At that scene, I felt embarrassed for Zhang Wanmo. It was really a lot of thunder and little rain.

"Sorry, maybe I took the wrong talisman." He smiled and took out another talisman.

"Hahahaha! With your three-legged cat's kung fu, are you still a celestial master? I'm dying of laughter." This time, the ghost king stretched out his hand like a claw without waiting for Zhang Wanmo to activate the talisman.

There was a strong wind blowing all around, and we were so confused that we couldn't open our eyes. When I realized it, I realized that I was moving.

No, I'm about to be blown out of the formation soon.

"Star!" Jiang Keli pulled me back.

"Chen Xing!" Yan Shuyuan was sticking to the formation, but when he saw me moving, he also wanted to come and pull me.

"Yan Shuyuan, don't move!" If he moves, we will all be over.

Even if I was pulled by Ke Ke, I was still blown out of the formation by the wind.

As soon as the ghost king raised his hand, my neck was in his hand and pinched.

"Ahem!" The feeling of difficulty breathing is really unpleasant.

"Chen Xing!" Zhang Wanmo rushed up again.

The talisman seemed to have some effect this time. A golden statue of a god was transformed in the air, and it swung the machete at the ghost king.

The ghost king couldn't dodge in time, and his arms and shoulders were cut off.

The phantom of the god statue turned into dots of starlight and disappeared as soon as it was hit. Fortunately, the part of the ghost king that was cut off by the god statue did not grow back, but was always emitting black air.

"Let go of Chen Xing!"

"Heh, you hurt me, and you still want me to let you go?" The ghost king tightened his hand, "If you devoured you, the half of my arm that I lost is nothing!"

"Well!"

The body began to lose weight, and the soul was imprisoned in Jiang Ke's body, unable to get out, and his head began to feel dizzy.

"Yan Shuyuan! Get up!"

My sense of hearing also slowly dissipated, and the last thing I heard was Zhang Wanmo's words.

What I didn't know was that after these words, Yan Shuyuan actually gave up the dream formation that we had been sticking to all this time, and all four spirit lamps went out.

He took out three copper coins and threw them to the previously marked positions.

Only then did the ghost king realize that he seemed to have entered another formation.

Zhang Wanmo had already known the current situation. How could a ghost king who is constantly improving, relying on the three-legged cat kung fu of the three of us, be able to beat it.

So 25 copper coins were placed under the flag platform early, plus the three coins that Yan Shuyuan had just thrown away, a total of 28 coins, forming a lock ghost formation.

The Ghost Locking Formation, also known as Thunder Pool, is a formation specially used to confine evil spirits, and can temporarily prevent the ghost king from leaving.

"It seems that the gate of yin and yang can't be opened, and I'm the only one who summons the ghost messenger." Zhang Wanmo stood up the mahogany sword, muttering in his mouth: "The bull's head and horse's face, between yin and yang, I have my order now, show it quickly!"

All of a sudden, the wind blew up, but what came was not a bull-headed horse face, but a little ghost official who couldn't even remember his name. What was annoying was that this ghost official and the ghost king met face to face, turned around and left without hesitation.

"Zhang Wanmo, whether you can do it or not, what kind of things are you attracting!" Even if I was about to lose consciousness, I could still feel Yan Shuyuan's anxious gaze, which never left.

"I only have this ability, why don't you come?" Zhang Wanmo was also anxious. Being yelled at by Yan Shuyuan like this, he felt anxious and helpless.

"Hahahaha!" The ghost king seemed to be watching a farce, "I thought you could really invite the bull's head and horse noodles? Feelings invited a bastard."

I can feel the soul in my body being slowly devoured by the ghost king.

This is not going to work, not only me, but even Ke Ke and Yan Shuyuan cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by the ghost king in the end.

I struggled and pinched my index finger with my thumb, a drop of blood dripped on the ground and rippled.

'open! '

The ground centered on me was filled with air-conditioning.

A claw suddenly protruded from the ground and grabbed the ghost king's foot, "Look what I grabbed."

The ghost king let go of me and wanted to escape, except that there was still a ghost lock array around, the one who grabbed his feet was a ghost.

Unlike the little bastards summoned by Zhang Wanmo, this can make him run away?

"It's you again?" After Niutou stood still, he saw me sitting on the ground.

"Ahem, lord, lord, good." My throat is damaged, and I can't speak clearly.

"Lord Niutou! This ghost king has done a lot of evil, so I leave it to you! Please punish him well!" Zhang Wanmo tried his best to arrange his clothes, trying not to look so sloppy, and walked in front of Niutou to show his presence.

"?" Niutou tilted his head and looked at him, a little cute.

"Oh, hehe! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Zhang Wanmo, the No.20 fourth-generation descendant of Tianshi Dao. The last time I saw you, I was with my master. Maybe you don't remember much."

"Chen Xing, you have accumulated another merit this time, but!" I saw Niutou's eyes sweeping over my body, and then stepped forward to take a few breaths, "You'd better not do things that are harmful to morality. Do it, otherwise, your consequences will not be much better than this evil ghost in my hand!"

"Let me go! Let go!" Niutou was tall and mighty, and after the ghost king was lifted in his hand, he was still shouting non-stop.

It's annoying to listen to.

Niutou didn't seem to have much patience, he directly put the ghost king between his hands, and slowly kneaded it into a small black ball that couldn't make a sound.

Holding the black group, he turned around and prepared to leave, "Remember what I said, there are some things, don't force them!"

With the disappearance of the yin and yang gate on the ground, Niutou and the ghost king also disappeared.

"Chen Xing, tell me, has the matter about Jiang Ke been discovered?" Zhang Wanmo looked at Jiang Ke cautiously, afraid that she would think wildly when she heard these words.

"So what if I know? There are some things I must do."