As the black fog rolled, these little ghosts in red opened their mouths and bitten wildly. Li Mubai felt that his whole body was about to be gnawed. This pain was not emitted from his body, but from his soul, these little ghosts were biting his soul!

"Idiot! Use the soul-summoning lamp!"

A familiar voice penetrated into his ears from behind. He barely opened his eyes and looked behind him, but he didn't see anyone.

Yes, why didn’t I think of using the soul-summoning lamp to imprison these little ghosts? He knew the world in the lamp and could control it completely. However, this way, the position of the soul-summoning lamp was exposed.

Li Mubai pulled off the soul-summoning lamp from his chest, let out a muffled groan, and roared: "Big!"

In the center of the palm, the exquisite soul-summoning lamp suddenly flowed on the surface of the body, growing stronger and becoming the size of a palm.

A strange light burst out from the palm of your hand, and suddenly pushed away the little ghosts in red. The aperture was five colors and very weak. However, these ferocious little ghosts could not break through the faint light, but instead bit them desperately outside.

"Lili Tiankun, Yin and Yang Ancient Lamp, Soul and Soul, hurry up and as fast as the law!"

These words suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter it out. The soul-summing lamp whirred, and the green flame lit up. Although the flame was not big, it did not shake at all, illuminating a world. Li Mubai held the soul-summing lamp, and his face showed a compassionate look. The red-clothed ghost made a harsh scream, and the surrounding wind suddenly became strong.

Large areas of black fog frantically resisted the green light emitted from the soul-summoning lamp, but these lights were not moved at all. Wherever the light passed, the black fog dissipated one after another. After the surrounding ghosts were swept by the green light, they disappeared one after another.

"Small!"

Seeing the little ghost being brought into the world by the soul-summoning lamp, Li Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, opened his mouth and squirted, and a breeze swept out, destroying the green flame. It was a bit reluctant for him to turn on the soul-summoning lamp to fight the enemy now.

Charlotte and Zhang Xiaomao, who were standing on the slope, looked at all this in a daze, especially Zhang Xiaomao, with disbelief on his face. These little devils had been practicing for several years before they were so fierce. Moreover, the birth dates and horoscopes of these children belonged to Yin Shi, which was very rare. Now they disappeared suddenly. He felt a little unbearable, and stood there blankly, motionless, and as if dead.

Li Mubai also felt uncomfortable, most of his body was burned. The inexplicable power of the soul-summoning lamp just now had almost exhausted his magic power.

These five little ghosts were originally very evil things, and even Charlottes changed his expression, but he never expected to be taken away by Li Mubai. Of course, the price Li Mubai paid was the exhaustion of magic power.

"Where is my little devil?"

Zhang Xiaomao recovered and ran over angrily, holding Li Mubai's collar in one hand, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious, and he wanted to swallow Li Mubai in one mouthful.

"I...how do I know?"

Li Mubai giggled foolishly. The wind was very heavy just now, and they didn't see how he used the soul-summoning lamp.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Xiaomao slapped Li Mubai hard and hit Li Mubai in the chest. A mouthful of blood immediately splashed out. Li Mubai fell backwards and his consciousness began to dissipate.

"court death!"

Suddenly, water splashed by the lake, and a graceful figure jumped out from it, and a black light shone with a faint cold light on Zhang Xiaomao's shoulder.

"ah……"

With a shrill scream, Zhang Xiaomao's shoulder was cut into a big hole. After a closer look, this person was actually Na Sheng. She had been lurking in the center of the lake. Na Sheng took back the ebony sword, and suddenly shook his body and appeared in front of Zhang Xiaomao who was grinning and screaming. He reached out to take out a sandalwood box and opened it. There was a green insect the size of a little finger inside. He picked up the insect and threw it directly into Zhang Xiaomao's mouth.

The little insect is actually a kind of insect. When he saw Zhang Xiaomao swallowing the insect, Sheng smiled and ignored it. Instead, he walked to Li Mubai. Seeing Li Mubai with a little distracted consciousness, his heart suddenly felt a little painful.

"The witchcraft is a lie!"

When Charlotte saw that Sheng came out of the water, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why she had never taken action was because Sheng was afraid that Sheng would suddenly attack.

Now that she comes out, she is no longer afraid.

Na Sheng glanced at the dust rolling, and the yellow light flashed around him, and his face changed suddenly.

"Can you still escape? You are too brave. You actually took Maoshan's treasure and hurt their disciples. If it is passed to the ears of Maoshan's head, you might have to take you personally. Otherwise, you still have some talent for practicing Taoism. As long as you are willing to hand over the ebony sword and be a disciple of my Tiandao Sect, you can leave safely today, how about it?"

Charlotte's eyes were tilted, his mouth was filled with a smile, showing a little cunning look.

"Tiandao Sect? Not qualified yet!"

Na Sheng sneered and stared at Charlotte, whose smile was frozen with a very disdainful look.

"Don't fall asleep, wake up!"

Na Sheng shook Li Mubai gently, pursed his lips, his face full of anxiety, and began to call softly. Li Mubai forced himself to open his eyes and saw that Sheng was staying by his side safely, and said softly: "It's fine if you're fine."

After saying that, he fainted.

"Damn girl!"

After eating the green insect, Zhang Xiaomao next to him kept rolling on the grass with his stomach. He endured the severe pain in his abdomen, his face was ferocious, and he grabbed the Sheng with his big hands.

This claw was extremely fierce. The martial arts of the inner disciples of Maoshan were far superior to those of the outer disciples. When Na Sheng saw him reaching out to grab it, his eyes were filled with fierce light, and he snorted coldly in his nose, holding a sword in his hand, and muttering something in his mouth.

A blue cold light burst out from the ebony sword immediately. Sheng held the ebony sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Xiaomao. If it were an ordinary ebony sword, Zhang Xiaomao would naturally not be afraid of anything. However, at this moment, the ebony sword had already used the magic and had become a sharp weapon. The wound on his shoulder is a good example. Although he sealed the wound on his shoulder and stopped the blood, he still had to go to the hospital to sew a needle.

"Sister Luo'er, why are you still standing there?"

Zhang Xiaomao shouted loudly. He was already scarred and could not last long.

Upon hearing this, Charlotte pounced down like a ghost, and waved his arm, and had already directed Xu Wen and the Chinese girl to catch the unconscious Li Mubai.

"Stop, if you don't hand over the ebony sword, he will die!"

Charlotte walked to Li Mubai, his slender fingers slightly bent and turned into claws, and placed them on Li Mubai's sky spiritual cover. As long as she claws under her claws, she could slash Li Mubai's sky spiritual cover, and then the god Li Mubai would be unable to save him.

Na Sheng gritted his teeth, looked at Li Mubai in a coma, and grabbed the ebony sword and threw it to the ground.

"Okay, very good!"

Charlotte walked over, picked up the ebony sword, looked at the Sheng with his head raised, raised his arm and slapped her in the face.

The Sheng's head tilted slightly and raised it again. Her cheeks were slightly swollen, staring at Charlotte stubbornly, unyieldingly.

"Bang!"

Another crisp slap sounded.

Na Sheng still stood straight.

"Sister Luo'er, how about this kid leaving me with the treatment? I'm thinking about his soul."

Zhang Xiaomao's voice came from afar. He raised his hand and shook the puppet in his hand. When he saw the puppet Sheng's face changed slightly, he became furious: "Aren't you handing the ebony sword over to you? What else do you want?"

"I just want his soul, how about it, little bitch, I actually hurt me like this, I won't be spared later!"

The corners of Zhang Xiaomao's mouth were slightly raised. Sheng was already controlled by others and could not have any power to fight back. When he was about to slap Li Mubai's sky spirit cover with his palm, the colic in his abdomen suddenly made him arch up, like a little shrimp. He turned his head and saw Sheng muttering something in his mouth. As her mouth moved faster and faster, the colic in his abdomen became even worse. It seemed that Sheng was probably doing the trouble.

"You can try again!"

Charlotte also saw the situation, and the ebony sword in his hand pressed against Na Sheng's throat, and a cold warning.

Sheng pretended not to hear it until Charlotte suddenly jumped out, his palm turned into a palm knife and slashed hard behind her neck. Sheng's body softened and he fell to the ground.

"Let's leave here first!"

When Charlotte saw Zhang Xiaomao returning to his normal face, he spoke lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from around him, and a sharp cat moan suddenly rang.

Instead, the earthy yellow light curtain was covered with spider-web-like cracks, and then shattered into countless pieces, and finally turned into a faint smoke and disappeared. The Tuyuan Trace Array he had arranged actually disappeared.

A black shadow ran from a distance, so fast that the two of them didn't react at all. Zhang Xiaomao only felt a pain on his face and was caught and dazzled.

Li Mubai, who was still beside him just now, suddenly disappeared strangely. Not far from him was a weak boy. The boy's eyes were green and he was blazing fiercely, but his hands were hugging Li Mubai to prevent him from falling.

Just when the two were surprised, a young and handsome monk walked down the hillside. On the moonlit night, his head was bright, wearing a black monk's robe, and the silver earrings on his ears burst out with a faint silver light. The monk frowned, and there was anger on his face. His steps were not too fast to walk down the slope.

Not long after he came down, three more boys appeared, one with a strong figure, a buzz cut and an angry face, the other one was tall, with long bangs and a sinister face, and the last one was holding a silver bow in his hand and a quiver on his back, with a hideous scar on his face.

Charlotte and Zhang Xiaomao were immediately panicked and planned to escape from the other side, but found that there was also a boy and a girl standing on the other side. The boy's eyes were slightly red and his face was expressionless, but his slightly opened mouth showed two sharp fangs, revealing his fierce light.

As for the other woman, she was wearing a light green dress, holding a golden needle in her hand, and looked at Charlotte and the others with a bad face.

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Chapter completed!