The banners spread out, with strange patterns swaying in the wind.

Although Fang Zheng didn't understand what he was doing, he could feel that the invisible yin energy around him was quickly closing.

And the bronze mirrors were the big ones hugged each other, and the small ones could hold them with one hand, and they were aimed directly at the cemetery.

"Taixu is mysterious, and you can see your soul; Tianyuan Taiyi, Jingshi is the commander of the army; if the yin and yang are not combined, it is determined!"

Master Sun made a gesture with one hand, and with a low voice, more than a dozen ghosts that had disappeared suddenly appeared, and his body was stiff and unable to move.

The sergeant on the field obviously cooperated with him, picked up the sword and gun and rushed towards the ghosts in the field.

"Swish..."

Knife slashes, guns keep stabbing.

Not long ago, the ghost was arrogant and was cut into smoke by a group of soldiers in the blink of an eye and scattered between the world.

"Just some unclimate ghosts."

Master Sun's face remained unchanged, his eyes were patrolling the scene, and finally landed on one of the graves.

"Since you are buried deep here, it will be difficult to have a good end today. I see when you can hide!"

“…”

A silence.

"boom!"

It seemed like a cold wave was surging, and a black fog suddenly emerged from the ground.

"I'll fight you!"

It can be heard that the sound is full of despair.

"good!"

Taoist Master Sun raised his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart sank, and his right hand pinched the sword and pointed it on his chest.

"Read!"

"Soldier!"

"Out of the sheath!"

"Zheng..."
Chapter completed!