It was past 4 o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark in Linjiang City.

Once the hour of Yin is over, the ghosts who dare to stay in the world will be suppressed by the yang energy, and Xijuelu and the guards will return to school.

Behind him, a ghost with chaotic consciousness was escorted by the guards and staggered behind him.

"Mr. Jueluo, there is a manor ahead, why don't you go in?"

Right in front of me was a bamboo garden, and their nest was there. Standing by the basketball court a hundred meters away from the bamboo garden, Xijuelu stopped.

"Wait, there's something weird."

For some reason, Xijueluo felt that Zhuyuan today was different from the past, and some indescribable discomfort filled his mind.

"eccentric?"

The guard was stunned, why didn't he see that there was anything strange?

Although Xijueluo looks young, he acts cautiously. Zhang Yiming, the man he had just taken the lead last time, couldn't stand the loneliness and went out to absorb the yang energy at night, which directly attracted the attention of the yang people.

Xijuelu was even more careful at that time. This manor would be exposed at any time, forcing him to cheer up.

"Zhang Tong, go and call those two guys out."

Xijueluo naturally refers to Guo Xiaoya and Zhang Yiming who are guarding the bamboo garden.

Zhang Tong walked into the bamboo forest and came to Guo Xiaoya's cave, but found no one.

He sniffed, there were people who were staying here?!

"Damn it, have they committed another taboo?"

Master Jueluo was about to accomplish something, but at the critical moment, he made mistakes repeatedly. If the bamboo mud ghost had not saved Master Jueluo's life and cured his injuries, Master Jueluo would not have been indulged in her again and again.

She brought that idiot, who had been causing trouble, but now she has actually kidnapped Yangren again?

Zhang Tong quickly walked out of the cave and wanted to report this to Mr. Jueluo.

However, two people suddenly sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave.

A greasy mustache, wearing a floral shirt.

A Taoist robe and horse face, with a arrogant and unkind expression.

Zhang Tong looked at the other party, and the other party was also looking at him.

"What are you looking at? Is there any flowers on my grandfather's face?"

Li Chong lit a cigarette, and a female ghost with a dead-patterned ghost curse was lying on her body. The female ghost lay on Li Chong's back, like a witch with a scattered head, but her facial features were very delicate. She lifted her forehead with her fingers and said with a smile: "Master, she is a ghost general, with a strong ghost spirit."

On the other side, behind the horse-faced Taoist priest, a black silk ghost appeared, covering his face with a black cloth, his eyes were cold, and a spring sword was pulled out and held it back.

"Zhao Feng, is that guy?"

The Taoist priest with a horse-faced expression was arrogant and was about to order to take down the other party, but suddenly he heard the ghost officer calling his name and whispered: "Hei Si, I raise you as a ghost officer, you need to give me some thin face."

The black silk ghost pulled the black cloth covering the face: "Thin face? I used to be a thousand households in the Jinyiwei's personal army. You are just the lowest-level cavalry. If I hadn't been grateful for my gratitude, would you think I would obey you?"

Zhao Feng was about to get angry. This black silk ghost was so arrogant that he didn't want to like him. He was a serious classist.

I am Tiqi? That's all a humble self-proclaimer! It's also a slander, not the official position you used to call me!

This guy actually underestimated himself?

The black silk ghost felt that his master was of average strength. Although his ability to escape was amazing, he could not win or lose when fighting with him. If he had not been dependent on others, such a Taoist priest in the martial arts world would not even care about his character during his lifetime.

Li Chong said: "Don't talk nonsense. Qin Kun and the fat man are going to catch the one outside. If we don't get this one done quickly, we will be ridiculed. Let's do it!"

Zhao Feng was very angry, but he didn't worry about the title anymore. Hei Sigui said: "I'll take the lead first!"

Guard Zhang Tong, the level of ghost general.

Now, he has confirmed that Mr. Luo’s premonition just now is right. The two Yang people in front of him don’t know the depth of their strength, but the two ghosts are very clear.

The spiritual power of the ghost general fluctuates! And there are two!

It seems that one of them is a witch and the other is a warrior.

"There are no boundless white bones on the battlefield, and the strong wind and scorched earth build graves!"

Zhang Tong's expression was solemn and he suddenly drank like thunder: "Beat the drum of the city to massacre!"

The bamboo forest disappeared and turned into a battlefield of scorched earth and deserted smoke. Graves were everywhere. White bone soldiers crawled out of the graves. After beating the drum three times, this time, a group of flag-men white bone soldiers appeared and rode horses and galloped.

Mirage Realm·George!

The black silk ghost who rushed out was stunned and said to himself: I've been... This guy is not a war general, but a commander?!

A guy who seems to be tall and big is actually very mentally powerful. The entire battlefield is his mirage world. This is not a close-knit fight-type fierce ghost, that is, what is fighting with him is his mental power.

The white bone soldiers were very weak, and the white bone soldiers of the bannerman were a little stronger, but they were instantly killed by the black silk ghost.

But... in the battle formation in front of him, there are not only many white bone soldiers that can be killed by him! In this mirage world, it is either to withstand the opponent's mental power cannot support it or to severely damage the opponent. In addition, it is not realistic to slaughter all white bone soldiers.

The same ghost general, the ghost energy of the black silk ghost is all in his own killing skills. In an incense stick, he slaughtered like mowed grass, and there were still white bone soldiers gushing out from the opponent's battle formation.

The black silk ghost wanted to bully him, but was wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, and fell into a hard battle with the wheel.

Zhao Feng was also pulled into the Mirage Realm. Seeing the somewhat embarrassed black silk ghost, he curled his lips and said, "What can you do if you don't have the ability? Li Chong, the rhythm and momentum of the drum beats over there have not changed at all. I'm afraid he is still full of energy and he has to fight quickly."

Li Chong nodded. Unless the other party lets him leave or has a way to break this mirage world, the only way to get out is to die all yourselves, or the other party dies.

"Carcism, siege."

"Okay master."

The ghost of curse crawled down from Li Chong and clapped his hands: "Do you beat the drum? I will do it too!"

In the Mirage Realm, an altar appeared, and a group of people like witches were dancing with strange screams. Next to it, the tiny arms of the ghost of the curse karma swung two huge beast bone drumsticks, beating the drum.

The black silk ghost who was fighting suddenly heard a burst of excited drums. When he turned around, he saw a spell ghost beating a drum on an altar. The drum sounded, which affected the drum sound on the opposite side, causing the opponent's speed to send troops to significantly reduce!

The black silk ghost is shocked!

What also excited me was Master Li and his master who came to support me.

"The fish and dragon turn into a flying knife change!"

"Kuihu Taoist Technique Fights the Nine Yin Count!"

The bone soldiers on the inner and outer layers were torn apart by Li Chong and Zhao Feng and broke into the encirclement.

The other party, Zhang Tong, the ghost general who was firmly sitting in the central army, had a hint of panic flashed across his face.

Two fists cannot beat four hands, he understands what this sentence means. These Yang people... are ghost hunters?!

...

The bamboo garden is next to the sports building, and the basketball court is not far away.

Xijueluo saw that Zhang Tong had not returned for a long time, and a trace of something went wrong.

Suddenly, a sound of basketball was heard.
Chapter completed!