Supreme in the world

Chapter 15 Fighting
At this end, Lin Zhe and others stood in front of the altar and waited quietly.

As soon as the time came, the surrounding wind suddenly picked up, and there was a "woo woo" sound, which was strange and impermanent.

The wind blows in gusts, making people chill.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin were startled, and looked into the darkness around them in horror, but they saw nothing.

Not far away, Wu Haisheng and Manager Huang also frowned slightly.

Last time, Wu Haisheng witnessed a master's sudden death on the spot, and the death was so miserable that he still has lingering fears in his heart.

This master's fighting skills are extraordinary, if someone is not careful, blood may be spilled on the altar, it is also possible.

Thinking of this, Wu Haisheng couldn't help worrying about Lin Daoqing secretly.

He knew that Lin Zhe's opponent was definitely not an idle person, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill so many people.

Although Wu Haisheng trusts Lin Zhe very much, he has a vague understanding of Lin Zhe's strength. After all, Wu Haisheng is more familiar with Lin Zhe's master, adhering to the principle of "famous teachers make excellent apprentices", Lin Zhe would not think about it too bad.

"coming!"

Lin Zhe's expression turned cold, and he suddenly spoke.

After the words fell, he was seen looking towards the bleak night in front of him.

For a moment, Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin could not help but shudder, and quickly looked forward.

"Master, what's coming?"

Xiao Wang asked tremblingly.

"The ghost is coming!"

"What? Ghost..."

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin subconsciously took a step back after hearing this.

Isn't it just ghosts?

At this moment, the little ghosts raised by Liu Ming were yelling "Yi Yi Ya Ya Ya" and gathered in groups, rushing towards the construction site in a mighty way.

The cold wind blows head-on with a "swish".

"The sky is round and the place is nine chapters of laws and decrees. I am writing now, and ten thousand ghosts are buried. Urgent and urgent like laws and regulations." Lin Zhe's expression froze, and he chanted a mantra.

After finishing the words, he took a step forward, picked up the writing brush on the altar, spread out the yellow talisman paper, and concentrated a little.

The brush landed on the ground cinnabar ink, and instantly started drawing on the yellow talisman paper.

The enemy is now, and this is the time to start drawing symbols?
When Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin saw each other, they had mournful faces, as if they were about to die.

However, before they could react, the pen fell and the talisman was formed. The speed at which Lin Zhe drew the talisman was obviously beyond Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin's imagination.

I saw that Lin Zhe's hands were constantly knotted, and in the dark, it seemed that there was a magical force rushing into the spell.

A third-grade wind and thunder talisman was drawn instantly.

At this moment, in the darkness in front of him, dust and smoke filled the air, and in the vagueness, there seemed to be countless figures, extremely terrifying.

"Ghost, what a ghost..."

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin stared wide-eyed, gasped, and their faces were full of horror.

Dust and smoke filled the air, continuously pouring towards the Dharma altar.

In the darkness, in the smoke and dust, there were whispering voices, as if there were countless ghosts and ghosts whispering in low voices, which made people's hair stand on end.

The quiet night became more and more eerie.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin's legs were trembling, and they both had the thought of running away.

Not far away, Wu Haisheng and Manager Huang, seeing this scene, quickly stepped back and widened their eyes.

"Come on, come on! This monster's spells seem to be getting stronger and stronger!" Wu Haisheng gasped and murmured.

Manager Huang, who was on the side, had a terrified look on his face, but he kept sneering in his heart, and stared at Lin Zhe with a gleam in his eyes.

Damn Taoist priest, this night is your death day.

Thinking of this, Manager Huang became more and more proud.

……

"go with!"

Lin Zhe threw the spell in his hand without changing his face.

With a movement of his body, two fingers were placed on the altar, and he tapped lightly. With a sound of "clang", the copper coin sword on the altar rose up, and he held it in his hand in an instant.

With a wave of the copper coin sword facing the sky, the burning candles on the altar rose up.

The flying talismans were torn apart and turned into five paper figurines in mid-air, bouncing and standing in the air.

An aura seemed to emanate from the little paper figurines. There were five little paper figurines standing in different directions, blocking the front of the altar. In the darkness, the little paper figurines seemed to have serious expressions on their faces. , full of power and power, firmly covering the entire altar.

Once the golden altar is established, everything is indestructible.

In contrast, Ghost Doushu is better at breaking altars and attacking altars. Lin Zhe is in the clear at this time, so he naturally wants to use defense as offense.

As long as the dharma altar is not broken and the spells are not extinguished, even if this little ghost has thousands of troops, he will not be afraid.

The smoke and dust covered the sky and became thicker and thicker, getting closer and closer to the altar.

All of a sudden, I saw black shadows rushing out of the smoke and dust, heading straight for the altar.

Lin Zhe's face turned cold, and he shouted: "Meet the enemy!"

As soon as the voice fell, the five little paper figurines jumped forward to meet the flashing black lights.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qin were so dumbfounded that their eyeballs were about to fall off.

As soon as the black lights came flashing, the little paper figurine blocked it, and with a "swoosh", the black lights touched the little paper figurine's body immediately, as if they were shaken back. Block back and fly back.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of black lights rushed towards him densely, but they were constantly blocked by the dexterous little paper figurines.

"Oh... this little Taoist priest has some skills..."

"Brothers, go! Break his altar, peel his skin, suck his blood..."

In the darkness, countless little ghosts were screaming and screaming, their voices were extremely thin.

These little ghosts are all yin and evil creatures, bred with Liu Ming's blood, they are naturally full of yin, in contrast, the five little paper figurines were transformed by Lin Zhe with yellow talismans, and they brought Taoism to them. The power of holiness, against these evil things, naturally played a role of mutual generation and restraint.

However, the little ghosts are powerful, and although the little paper man can push them back and protect the altar, it is difficult to destroy them in a short time.

"Wind and thunder talisman, raise wind and thunder, drive away evil spirits, and destroy ghosts!"

Lin Zhe shouted loudly, his hands were constantly knotted, and in the dark, it seemed that a powerful force emanated from his body.

The candlelight on the altar in front of him became brighter and brighter with a "snag".

The raging flames turned into burning snakes, heading straight for the countless little ghosts in the darkness in front of them.

In mid-air, the five little paper figurines sensed Lin Zhe's spell, and lightning flashed across their bodies.

"This...this is..."

Not far away, Manager Huang was stunned when he saw this scene, as if he couldn't believe it.

Even if he was a fool, at this moment, he could tell that Liu Ming's dozens of little ghosts, not to mention killing people, couldn't even enter within a radius of five meters of the altar.

"kill!"

A scream pierced through the sky, piercing the night.

I saw five little paper figurines charging towards the endless dust and smoke ahead.

The surging flames seemed to open a way ahead, and rushed into the hustle and bustle in an instant.

A shrill scream sounded in the darkness...

(End of this chapter)