city ​​of the dead

"The lamp of the underworld..."

Yajun felt the shock coming from his heart once again, and realized it instantly. Since he stepped into the deserted street, he felt the gaze of countless eyes. Now, he completely understood.

This street is not inhabited by people, but by ghosts?This is not a street in the yang world, but it is a yin street. It is clear that this place used to raise ghosts.

"Want to fight?"

Yajun just looked around indifferently, and then fixed his eyes on Wang Fu again.Said coldly.

While speaking, Yajun's hand turned slightly, and at this moment, a talisman slipped from the sleeve, and Yajun held it tightly.

"How can you bear me!"

The sharp fangs were exposed, exuding a chilling aura, and the corners of Wang Fu's mouth were slightly cracked, revealing a cruel smile.

Before the words fell, Yajun's nerves tensed up, because in the next second, a strange black mist erupted from Wang Fu's figure, rushing towards him frantically.

"Avoid all unclean things, disperse spirits to drive away all things, fire spirit curse..."

Ya Jun raised his eyebrows a little, and he didn't retreat when Wang Fu was covered in black mist, but stepped forward. When Ya Jun finished chanting the incantation, the fire talisman instantly erupted with the power of flame.

This flame is not a real fire, but an illusory thing. When it is emitted, it always makes the black mist unable to get close.

This is the case at the low level of strength. If Zifeng has the strength, the energy to activate the spell does not need to read a lot of spells at all. It only needs a movement of the mind to make the spell burst out with the greatest power.

It's just that the current Yajun can't do it. Apart from being able to control a small part of supernatural energy and cast magic talismans, he must use spells to activate the full power.

The illusory fire from the flames made the black mist stand still, but in just a short moment, Yajun felt a coldness rushing towards his face, and before he had time to think, Yajun had no time to worry, heels exerted force, a A side somersault rotates 360 degrees in mid-air, then kneels on one knee and raises the head suddenly.

Almost at the moment when Yajun flipped sideways and escaped, Wang Fu's figure arrived at the place where Yajun was standing at an incredible speed, with five sharp claws, and slashed down fiercely.

If Yajun didn't leave, this blow alone would be enough to seriously injure him now.

The green light from both sides of the deserted street refracted on Waiyajun's uncertain cheeks.It seems that there is a faint hostility that seems to be gathering.

"Half Corpse..."

Yajun raised his head, looked at Wang Fu who stood indifferently where he was before, and started that blow, which made Yajun clearly feel the strength contained in the latter now.

It's just that although the latter moves surprisingly fast, he still reveals stiffness, his fangs and white spots look weird, he has a human body, but no soul, he has a mind, but no physical signs, he is now , It's just a half-corpse, half-human monster.

Like a zombie, like a zombie!

"So weak..."

Wang Fu grinned, and pulled away a smile stiffly, but the exposed fangs looked particularly ferocious.

"..."

Yajun stood up, then twisted his neck, and there was a crackling sound in his bones. He just looked at Wang Fu with cold eyes, and the mahogany sword was out of his hand.

The spiritual wood sacrificed by nature, the mahogany sword of the exorcist and the bloodwood sword of the exorcist have the same effect.When encountering an evil thing, a radiant light erupted from it, instantly transforming from a dagger into a meter-long wooden sword, emitting bursts of light.

Wang Fu's eyes were as black as ink, and when he saw the peach wood sword, he shrank suddenly. He could clearly feel that the breath from the peach wood sword made him faintly feel a throbbing.