The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

Deadly restrictions imprisoned their movements.

"No way!" Qiao Bingyun gritted her silver teeth, feeling powerless in her heart, "I can't even come up with a talisman. This red paper figurine restricts not only my actions, but also the Yuan Qi in my body."

"My Specter's curse ability." Feng Qianqian frowned, "I can't use it either."

"My ghost is suppressed!!"

Look around.

Those present, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism or ghosts.

Except for the strongest gods.

The others, without exception, are controlled by paper figures just like them.

Zheng~

Jian Yin moved.

Little Sword Immortal Chu Feng pulled out the long sword from behind and slashed towards the blood-colored paper figurine under his feet.

"Tips for carving insects!"

He gave a loud cry.

Where the long sword has passed.

There is Ruoqiu Shui Jinghong, and the sword energy is overflowing.

He wants a sword to sever the curse!

Something weird happened!

He slashed with this sword.

The sword energy that erupted was obviously torn into the blood-colored paper figurine.

Available in the next second.

On his body, there were a series of sword marks, and the bones were deeply visible, interlaced and mottled.

Desolate blood trickled out from the sword wound.

Seriously injured!

Location……

It happened to coincide with the place where the paper figurine was beheaded under his feet.

"This curse..." Chu Feng's face changed drastically, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes, "How could it be able to transfer damage to me?!"

He has been in seclusion in his life, and he has never dealt with a few ghosts seriously.

This is also the first time that the frontal and ghost king-level Specter are shaken hard.

I didn't expect that paper figures would be so difficult to deal with.

Xiao Ting's expression was solemn.

He wasn't someone as inflated as Chu Feng.

Use the Sun God directly.

Trying to use the power of the sun god to break free from the shackles of the whole body and fight against the paper ghost king.

however.

When he was out of his body.

The paper man at the foot...

He even followed his Yang God and floated up together! ! !

It's like a shadow stuck at the feet of the sun god! !

Gangrene of the bone! !

Hard to get rid of.

"Hohohoho..." The Paper Man Ghost King let out an unpleasant laugh, his complacent look undisguised, like a cat playing with mice, "It's useless."

"With your three-legged cat's cultivation, if you can shake my curse, that's a real weird thing."

"Next, you will see with your own eyes, your own hands, hold your own throats, and die completely."

The Paper Man Ghost King snapped his fingers.

Those black and red paper figures got the order and finally moved.

The hand made of paper slowly lifted and pinched towards the neck made of paper.

All cursed.

Did the same thing.

Hands around neck.

Gradually build up your strength little by little.