A large number of blue-clothed ghosts rushed towards Huang Xiaolong like crazy. Their speed was as fast as lightning, as if they wanted to pass through Huang Xiaolong's body and bite off some pieces of flesh and blood.

It was almost time to say that, but Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and sacrificed the Thousand Soul Banner directly!

Boom~~~~!!!

The terrifying yin energy spread directly, covering the entire Caishikou!

The black fog rolled, and countless ghosts appeared. The black fog instantly condensed into ghost hands, grabbed the blue-clothed evil spirits and pulled them in.

"Ah~~! Ah~~~!"

Thousands of ghost howlings came from the Thousand Soul Banner, making people feel creepy.

"Hahahaha~~ After refining these blue-clothed evil spirits, my Thousand Soul Banner will be even more powerful, not bad~~Hehe, thank you." Huang Xiaolong put away the Thousand Soul Banner and smiled at the executioner.

Seeing this, the executioner roared in shock and angrily, "You...you...don't! Little Taoist! I want to cut you to death! Cut off your head!"

Whoosh~~~~~!

The executioner's ghost body flashed, as if teleported, and rushed to Huang Xiaolong. The ghost-headed sword in his hand turned into a blood light, directly slashing at Huang Xiaolong's big head.

This sword light was full of ghost energy and miserable. In the sword light, tens of thousands of bloody heads rushed out, crying in grief, shocking the world, and crying ghosts and gods, and yin blood spurted out, covering the sky and the sun.

Moreover, the blood evil energy contained in this sword is simply a destruction of the world.

Perhaps, the executioner is just a more powerful purple-clothed evil spirit, which is no big deal, but its ghost-headed sword is a very powerful magic weapon. The evil spirit contained in the sword is so even the ghost king has to retreat!

This attack was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the thinking of ordinary people.

As soon as he slashed, Qingqing was able to react in time.

Huang Xiaolong stood calmly, and did not retreat at all, with a smile on his face very calm.

However, Huang Xiaolong quickly recited a spell silently in his mouth.

Clam~~~~!!!

He slashed Huang Xiaolong's neck with one knife.

At this time, Feng Hanyan, Meng Jingling, and Ming Kuan shouted almost in unison. "Be careful!"

Just finished speaking.

Puff~~~~!!!

The executioner's ugly ghost head was cut off at once, and his yin blood was sizzling. Soon, a large mass of scarlet blood evil spirit wrapped it around.

Huang Xiaolong has nothing to do.

Hesitation~~hesitation~~hesitation~~hesitation~~~

The executioner's ghost body was constantly corroded by the blood evil spirit.

"Ah~~!Why~~ah...It hurts so much~~My head...my head..."

The executioner's head that fell aside opened his mouth wide, spitting out yin blood while screaming in horror.

"Ah~hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! That move again is so powerful! You are so powerful! This guy has suffered two losses in your move. It's so stupid!" Qingqing applauded.

"I just said that it's not you who are powerful, after all, you have not reached the level of the Ghost King. Your reliance is just this knife. And you can't stand a knife yourself... Hahahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong smiled happily. "You cut your head for a lifetime, and you're beheading your head when you die. Today, you will also taste the feeling of being beheaded!"

Feng Hanyan muttered from the side, "Xiaolong, you are too risky! Why do you use your head to block this knife? It's not worth it! If something happens to you, what should you do if you call me...?"

Huang Xiaolong just smiled.

Something happened?

Even if you don’t use the ‘damage transfer’ move, Huang Xiaolong can easily withstand it.

After all, it is a divine body!

At this time, the executioner's headless ghost body fell to the ground with a bang. It grabbed its hands, trying to capture its head and install it.

Huang Xiaolong impatiently released a piece of Samadhi divine fire, and in an instant, burned the executioner's head and ghost body to ashes.

Huang Xiaolong picked up the ghost-headed knife on the ground, drew a few talismans on it, arranged them into a formation, and then said to Meng Jingling. "Jingling, you drop a drop of blood at the eye of this formation."

Meng Jingling did as he said.

After the blood dripped, the ghost-headed sword turned into a stream of light and merged into Meng Jingling's body.

"Yes, Jing Ling, this is a gift from Master to you. Master, I have already refined this ghost-headed sword into a more perfect magic weapon. You have recognized the master with blood. It has become a part of your body, and it can be used to use your fingers as an arm." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "The quality of this ghost-headed sword is very good."

"Thank you, Master." Meng Jingling probably knew the power of this ghost-headed sword and thanked him happily.

"Tsk~~Young Master, you are so partial. You will give your disciple such a good gift as soon as you come. I want to be your disciple, too." Qingqing said coquettishly.

At this time, the executioner and a group of blue-clothed evil spirits were destroyed. The remaining ghosts gathered at Caishikou were relatively weak, and they had already been mourning all over the world, crying loudly, and they ran away with their heads in their arms. Huang Xiaolong ignored these little fish.

Afterwards, Huang Xiaolong recited a Buddhist scripture and knelt in the execution ground. The evil and ghost energy on the thousands of people were purified, allowing them to return to normal.

Huang Xiaolong returned to the hotel with Ming Kuan and others.

Inside the hotel suite.

"Master, you have all the evil spirits in Zhejiang City that are causing trouble. The next step is to go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange." Mingkuan respects Huang Xiaolong as a god.

"Get up tomorrow and go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "But, let's make a good plan when going to the Shanghai Stock Exchange this time."

After Huang Xiaolong said this, Ming Kuan and others held their breath and held their hearts, erecting their ears and listening.

"Listen, let's sneak into the Shanghai market as a 'ghost'. Then we get into the meeting among the ghosts and go to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Conference openly. Isn't this fun? Hahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong suddenly became very playful. "I want to take a good look from beginning to end, what kind of meeting they are doing."

"It's fun! Young Master, it's fun!" Qingqing was the first to applaud.

"Uh... Master... How can we... successfully pretend to be ghosts?" Ming Kuan said in horror. "You know, ghosts who go to Shanghai for meetings are amazing, such as ghost kings like Monk Yizhen... If we... if we are discovered, then... hehe... that's not fun."

To be honest, the ghosts who can go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to have meetings are all the big ghosts, evil ghosts, evil ghosts, ghost kings who are in trouble, and there are huge numbers.

It is quite difficult to get in without being noticed.

After all, the Ghost King is not so easy to fool.

"Hahaha~~This is very simple. Don't worry. In short, it's such a pleasant decision!" Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Okay, go and rest. We will go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange early tomorrow morning! This time, it's definitely the most fun time!"

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Chapter completed!