Yan Tao said lightly: "After applying willow branches, you can only see some of the scenes vaguely. In fact, you can see far less clearly than Eric."

Helen almost burst into tears when she heard this.

Yan Tao's expression was faint. He was just looking at Eric's favor and was willing to travel this time.

"Are you ready?" the boy asked indifferently. Eric clenched his fists and his body stretched straight. He gritted his teeth and spoke: "I'm ready." Yan Tao nodded slightly.

Yan Tao stood with a scattered expression, slowly raised his left hand, and used the complicated seal techniques.

At the same time, his thin lips moved slightly, and the vast and vast sutras were spit out from his thin lips.

Eric clearly saw a very light golden light coming from Yan Tao's body.

Soon, many illusory figures gathered around them. They floated in the air, making waves of ghost laughter.

The laughter was very cunning, and it would make people's hair stand up involuntarily when it came to his ears. Even though Han Jun was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but feel stiff all over at the moment, and his eyes were almost straightened at the ghost floating in the void.

Helen was even more scared and almost fainted. She gritted her teeth tightly and twisted her slender fingers on her thighs before she could barely keep her mind. Is this what her child has seen in the past?

This, this is too terrible.

Eric held his chest with his hands, his little body trembling, and his lips were pale. Looking at the screaming ghosts in the air, he almost recalled the terrible scenes he had encountered in the past, hoping to faint.

However, his mind became more and more sober, and he couldn't close his eyes, but instead opened his eyes wider and stared at the ghosts opposite him.

"It's almost done, just shut up the fuck!"

Young Master Yan frowned slightly, and the peach blossom eyes were covered with the frost of early autumn. He coldly pulled out the Seven-Star Sword out of thin air. In an instant, the cold light shone brightly, illuminating the world blocked by the yin energy.

Seven-star sword?!

A ghost was shocked and retreated and was about to run away immediately.

Young Master Yan didn't move and said lazily: "Take another step forward and I will let you die."

The ghost was so scared that he shivered all over, and finally returned to his life. He floated back tremblingly, showing a smile that was even worse than crying: "Mr. Xiaodao, we really didn't do anything bad. You summoned us here."

Yan Tao rolled his eyes: "I don't plan to save you, don't be too sentimental."

The hanged ghost coughed gently, slowly retreated behind the trunk of a willow tree, with only one head exposed, and carefully observing them.

That look a bit stupid.

Han Jun and Helen's sense of fear was instantly repelled by the glow of dog legs on the bodies of these ghosts.

This is too big a contrast.

Eric looked at them in a daze.

It was obvious that when they first appeared, they were as terrifying as before. However, at this moment, he felt less afraid when he looked at the ghosts hiding behind the trunk of the tree.

Yan Tao smiled slightly and looked at the hanged ghost closest to him: "Come here."
Chapter completed!