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Chapter 73 Wanwan bravely fights against the resentful spirit
Huang Xikong rushed to the top floor from outside the building, while Wanwan could only go up from inside the building.

Xia Zhihuai stood at the door and hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to follow. The police also sent a team to rescue him.

Wan Wan had a thousand-mile talisman, leaving the others far behind, and soon reached the door of the top floor.

Probably because the Wraith was confident that there were not many people who could invade this building, so they didn't block the gate.

Wanwan raised her hand and pushed it. She didn't push it at first, but tried to pour spiritual energy into her hand, and the door slammed to the ground with a bang.

Amidst the dust, she opened her small mouth and looked at the vulnerable door in shock.

Really, she didn't push very hard.

I don't know if I will be compensated afterwards.

She is sorry for her brother's wallet.

The wind was bitterly cold on the rooftop, and Wanwan's face was covered with dust.

She said "Bah, bah, bah" several times, then walked up to the rooftop with her eyes wide open against the wind.

Unavoidably, the sand and dust hit her eyes, and she slowly released a faint aura around her body to resist this terrible environment.

After the confusion in front of her eyes dissipated, Wanwan finally saw the situation on the rooftop clearly.

There are many people, and there are also many ghosts.

The first thing that catches the eye is the funnel-shaped swirling black cloud above the head, with scarlet blood flashing in the cloud, and the end of the funnel black cloud extends to the roof, connecting with the black human-shaped shadow standing on the edge of the roof.

The human-shaped shadow was about the size of an adult man, holding a child's head with his left hand, and stretched out to the outside of the building, frightening the child to cry heart-piercingly, with a terrified and shrill voice.

Wanwan's heart was pounding, and she looked up at the gigantic grimace that appeared and disappeared in the funnel cloud in the sky, but she still couldn't figure out how it was formed.

This kind of power is indeed shocking. Even with the spiritual power to protect her body, she feels oppressed and dull standing in place, and the hair on her body is all bristling.

"Mom save me—"

Wanwan felt that the boy's cries filled her eardrums.

But she dared not act rashly.

Right now, I don't know if Uncle Huang has passed through the maze created by the wraith.

"help me--"

"Please, help me—"

Besides the little boy, Wanwan also saw the ghosts being sucked away by the resentful spirits. They were the souls of the blood corpses before, struggling in pain and terror, not wanting to merge with the resentful spirits.

Zhan Fengcheng, the president of the Daoist Association who was downstairs before, had a face like gold paper at this time, but he still firmly grasped the long sword in his hand and stuck it on the ground, constantly pouring spiritual power into the formation below him.

The five-wisdom vajra in Master Xuantong's hand also rested on the light golden mask, barely resisting the black afterimages that kept invading the magic circle.

Wanwan's eyes landed on the formation pattern on the ground, and she could tell at a glance that it was a transformed Xuanwu formation.

The Xuanwu Formation is a large Taoist defensive formation, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy and requires high abilities of the people who set up the formation.

However, this small world belongs to the Dharma-ending era. Due to the thinness of spiritual energy, the level of Taoist and Buddhist cultivators is generally low. It should not be possible to arrange an orthodox Xuanwu formation, so the formation has been changed.

The basalt formation that Master Xuantong and Chairman Zhanfengcheng are constantly consolidating consumes relatively little spiritual power, but the defensive ability is also not that strong.

Fortunately, this vengeful spirit was also nurtured by seedlings. It quickly improved its strength in a short period of time, and there were many flaws in its body.

It is estimated that this is the first time I have encountered a deformed Xuanwu formation, so I only tried to sneak attack repeatedly.

Right now, the two sides maintain a delicate balance.

And there are still many survivors in the Xuanwu formation.

It can be seen that the purpose of the resentful spirits is to destroy the Xuanwu formation by continuous intrusion, so as to kill the people inside.

Even though the two elders of Taoism and Buddhism tried their best to protect the formation, the Xuanwu formation was still full of loopholes and would soon be broken.

……

Wanwan stood on the rooftop for only a short while, and she had roughly figured out the situation in front of her.

And the resentful spirit in the distance also noticed her, and immediately laughed "Jie Jie", the laughter was hoarse and full of malice.

Zhan Fengcheng heard the door fall, and looked at the door distractedly.

After the confusion was cleared, his pupils suddenly shrunk, and the palm holding the sword hilt was chapped and bleeding. He said in shock: "Why is that child here?!" "Quickly go -"

Wraith laughed wildly: "It's late."

In the next second, the wraith approached Wanwan, trying to capture her.

Wan Wan was always on guard, so she took out her mahogany sword without any hesitation, and without any hesitation swung the sword to hit the wraith in the stomach.

Wraith Spirit's originally smug expression distorted in an instant, and the whole spirit flew upside down, and the yin energy on his body even began to dissipate.

And the child in his hand was also thrown out.

Wanwan wanted to pick up the kid, but the wraith slapped the kid viciously and pushed the kid out of the rooftop.

Women's screams and curses sounded in the defensive formation.

But none of those present were distracted by it.

Wanwan only prayed from the bottom of her heart, hoping that Uncle Huang would be more reliable.

Since the little brother couldn't be saved, Wanwan didn't hesitate to use the thousand-mile talisman to appear behind Wraith again, and pierced his abdomen with a sword.

He even grabbed a ghost head from his waist with his bare hands and tore it off cleanly.

The ghost head wept and left tears of blood, howled desperately when it was torn off, but it still didn't help.

Wraith looked down at the pierced abdomen in resentment, the log-colored mahogany sword became fiery red at this moment, like a piece of iron, scalding a hole in Wraith's stomach.

"Little devil, you are courting death!"

Wraith's five fingers turned into claws, fiercely grabbing Wan Wan's throat.

Wan Wan immediately squatted down, taking advantage of her small stature to avoid the attack, not forgetting to pull out her own sword from his body, and sticking the Liujia Yin-Yang Talisman on Wraith's thigh with her left hand, and swiftly used the Thousand Miles Talisman to dodge into the Xuanwu formation Beside him, he raised his hand and gestured: "Boot!"

The golden net wrapped around the soles of Wraith's feet, tightly twisting the shadowy and ugly Wraith.

Seeing the situation, Wanwan finally had the time to refute Wraith's words: "I'm not a brat! You're a badass Wraith."

……

At this moment, Zhan Fengcheng's brain has stopped thinking. Looking at this little doll, who is not as tall as the table, he has been operating like a tiger since he appeared until now, and directly injured the wraith that tortured them so much that he was about to vomit blood.

"come on in."

Zhan Fengcheng came back to his senses, and immediately opened a hole in the formation to let Wanwan in.

Wanwan shook her head, took out a stack of talismans from her pocket, and handed them to him: "This can replenish aura."

The talisman was drawn by her last night, and it can replenish spiritual power in a small amount in a short period of time. There are about 20 pieces, which are disposable consumables.

Although drawing will consume her spiritual power, she can basically fully recover after sleeping.

These talismans were originally intended to be saved for emergency when the spiritual power ran out next time, but seeing that this older uncle was already at the end of his strength, she was not stingy with a few talismans.

Zhan Fengcheng was stuffed with a magic talisman by Wan Wan, and seeing the light of light circulating on the paper, he no longer knew whether to be moved or ashamed.

"Little fellow daoist, thank you."

Zhan Fengcheng held the talisman, his voice choked up.

Wanwan didn't have time to comfort him, she turned her head and looked around the rooftop, but she didn't find the little boy who was thrown out just now.

"That little brother..."

The pale woman inside the formation wailed loudly: "My child, my child...you give me back my child."

Zhan Fengcheng frowned and ignored the woman, only cautiously said to Wanwan: "The little boy just fell down, the situation is urgent, it's not your fault."

Wanwan didn't feel guilty, she hesitated for two seconds before saying, "Uncle Huang is under the building, he will save him."

"That ghost?"

Wanwan nodded solemnly and boasted, "Uncle Huang is actually a ghost."

Zhan Fengcheng: "..." He has seen countless ghosts in his life, which one is not covered in blood?

This little doll must have been cheated.

(End of this chapter)