The heroine of fast wear arrives

Chapter 1150 Lanling Ghost King VS Talented Female Monk ([-])
"This is?" The look of the thin and tall man who was still proud before changed instantly.

If they still can't see that someone did it on purpose, the three of them have spent so many years cultivating the Dao in vain.

The pale man who had not spoken all this time, dressed as a scholar with a blue square scarf on his head, raised a copper gossip mirror with a flip of his hands.

He threw the gossip mirror over his head, and the gossip mirror flashed golden light, illuminating the situation within a radius of two meters.

Obviously, this is a good magic weapon.

Seeing the situation around him, the chubby Taoist felt relieved a lot, and his speech returned to his former dexterity: "Brother Zhang's Eight Diagrams mirror is indeed a top-level magic weapon. With Brother Zhang here, why should we be afraid of those ghosts?" ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the wind around him suddenly blew more violently, and there was even a little bit of crying and wailing in the wind.

In such a situation, it is even more intrusive.

The gossip mirror in the mid-air also seemed to be unable to withstand the unknown power, and began to shake.

"Not good!" The complexion of the middle-aged man dressed as a scribe changed, and he quickly took out several spells from his arms, bit his middle finger, and muttered something in his mouth, bursts of golden light rushed towards the gossip mirror following his spells, trying to stabilize Live in the gossip mirror.

However it was of no use.

In the increasingly dark wind, the gossip mirror is like a flat boat in the waves of the sea, which is in danger of capsizing at any time.

The already pale face of the middle-aged scribe became even paler without a trace of blood.

"Give me a hand, both of you!" He whispered.

The two people around him seemed to feel the power of their opponents.

When the three of them came to Lanling, they heard some comrades say that this area is owned by the owner, and the ghosts here are not evil people. Let them be careful, and it is best to avoid this place.

But the three of them relied on their high abilities, and within a few days of coming to Lanling, they subdued a few ghosts of average strength, so they became a little arrogant, thinking that those people before were just exaggerating.

But after actually encountering the matter in front of them, the three of them realized that what they did before was just their own self-righteousness.

In the dark wind, there seems to be a woman's sinister voice: "You three... why did you come to my cave, to see me...have lived alone for many years, are you lonely?"

At the same time, the gossip mirror in the midair seemed to be overwhelmed at last. After shaking a few times, it finally made a crisp sound of shattering and fell tremblingly to the ground.

The magic weapon was connected with the master's mind, and the middle-aged scribe spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face was like gold paper, obviously he was seriously injured.

Without the gossip mirror, the surrounding area became dark again.

At this time, the three of them really felt the fear.

They had already lost a powerful magic weapon and injured one person, but they didn't even understand what the other person was.

The tall and thin Taoist suddenly became agitated. He pulled out his sword and slashed towards the thick fog, cursing angrily: "Where did the ghosts come from, pretending to be a ghost! If we have the ability, let's face to face!"

"Crack!" A branch of a leaf sticking out from nowhere twitched his face fiercely.

In an instant, half of the tall and thin Taoist priest's face swelled up.

He swept his long sword in that direction, only to realize that it was just an ordinary branch.

The tall and thin Taoist priest didn't dare to speak anymore.

(End of this chapter)