"Ordinary little ghosts can only control the yin wind and can only pass through the walls. When they encounter slightly more masculine qi and blood, they will retreat."

"This kind of little devil can't get into my copper wire formation at all."

Chen Chuang pointed to the gust of cold wind in the distance and said slowly: "Brother Han, look, the black wind seems to be strong, but in fact, it is probably the kind of little devil with the lowest level of Taoism."

"Our Taoist sect also practices Yinshen Taoism and occasionally summons such little ghosts, but they mostly use it to visit the door and carry things."

"Even if you want to put it carefully, this kind of little devil is not as effective as the Yellow Turban Rises. Of course, there are some exquisite workarounds that the Yellow Turban Rises can't do."

Han Le nodded gently.

Whether it is Li Lang or the guhou's curved world, it is the most real world he has seen so far.

He even suspected that this so-called Qujing Realm was a true parallel world.

War songs are just bridges that connect the two worlds.

Chen Chuang's performance particularly made him deeply.

Although he was an abandoned disciple of the Taoist sect, he did not hide his head and tail. He just said that he had missed his practice because of playing tricks and was driven down the mountain by his master. Ten years later, if he regrets something, he still has the chance to return to the mountain.

He looks like a real person.

He has good Taoism, some small thoughts, and good at gambling... These traits are integrated into a young man, and there is no sense of incongruity at all.

At least it is much better than the grass in Qing Building, the madam and the like.

"They are here!"

Although Chen Chuang looked down on those little kids, the fastest ones he came were these little kids.

They were scattered all over Jiangzuo City, without any scruples, and smelled the original aura of Li Lang Qujing on Qu Xiangxiang, and immediately followed the instructions of the qin and came together.

Ao Wow!

Ghost crying and wolf howling have never been separated.

For a moment, black clouds swept across Song Village, and the small yard was even pressed by the terrifying black clouds, and a mud wall almost collapsed!

...

"A mere little devil, I dare to come to your Dao Master to show off his power!"

Chen Chuang had a serious expression and took Han Le gold and worked hard tonight.

He was able to use red lines, and red lines crisscrossed in the yard, and the copper plates on it began to run slowly!

He grabbed a piece of talisman paper, threw it on the ground, and fell into a wooden barrel full of black blood.

The talisman paper was dyed bloody and followed the direction pointed by the red line and blasted out one after another!

boom!

Continuous explosions sounded.

The black cloud was actually blown up a lot.

The copper plates fell to the ground one after another, golden lights rose everywhere, Chen Chuang muttered something, and the formation he had prepared before was instantly opened!

The ten little ghosts who were the first to rush into the yard were melted by the golden light before they could even touch Qu Xiangxiang!

"ridiculous!"

Chen Chuang was proud and took out the peach wood sword with his backhand, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice in his pocket, ready to show his skills.

Han Er, who was standing beside him, was indeed amazed:

"In this world, there are such a strange way to fight against monsters and monsters."

"This kid has some skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, another female ghost in red came straight through the wall, and her sharp claws took Qu Xiangxiang!

There was no one else in the eyes of these ghosts, and even Chen Chuang, who was full of Taoist magic, was not in their eyes.

There is only Qu Xiangxiang in their eyes!

"Don't have delusions in the monster!"

Chen Chuang shouted loudly, and the flame-burning talisman paper hit one after another, burning the female ghost in red to ashes!

...

Qu Xiangxiang's arms were bleeding, and her eyes were filled with despair and fear.

The opportunity she got from Li Lang today became her death talisman that was chased by these ghosts!

And that cruel man Han Le... actually used himself as bait!

In her brain, the soul power was constantly stimulating.

She forced herself to calm down.

"Han Le, you didn't kill me immediately, it was the biggest mistake you made in your life."

"I will make you worse than death. I will let you taste all the pain I have ever tasted!"

"You probably don't know that even if the quasi-legend musician has a unique skill even if his tongue is cut off and his hands are broken!"

Her eyes seemed to have lost their desire for life.

But in her brain, all soul powers resonate with a unique rhythm.

Soul power resonance!

This is her last resort.

Without the help of the Wanwei keyboard or all external objects, you can simply use your soul power to stimulate the resonance effect, so as to play the battle song you want!

Just give her another half hour!

Her battle song will resonate successfully.

At that time, whether it is Han Le, Han Er, or these demons and monsters who try to kill her

All have to die!

Such a thought flashed through Qu Xiangxiang's heart.

...

In the yard, the battle continues.

Han Le and the other two stood by and watched. Chen Chuang was indeed making a big splash, but gradually he couldn't stand it.

There are so many demons and monsters coming.

Although they were all little devils at the beginning, they couldn't stand the amount.

Chen Chuang changed two of his peach wood swords, almost all the glutinous rice was spread out, and the red thread in the yard was broken.

Even the copper plate... has lost its spirituality.

He was sweating profusely: "Damn! How could there be so many ghosts in this Suzhou city?"

"This is almost the same as the Fengdu Ghost City that the master took me to!"

He is right.

Attracted by Qu Xiangxiang, Song Village has become a ghost village.

Thrilling wailing sounds abound, including men, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts,

If Chen Chuang hadn't had a solid Taoist kung fu, this farmyard would have been really broken!

With just his own strength, he will never be a million ghosts.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

In the yard, the old locust tree suddenly cried.

The three of them were slightly surprised.

A baby's face appeared on the old locust tree, and the crying sound came from the center of the locust tree!

"I've suffered!"

"Master Dao, why are the three black dog nails that I nailed to the old locust tree this afternoon? " Chen Chuang was shocked!

His formation can only resist external ghosts.

He knew that there were shade trees like old locust trees in this yard, so he had already used three black dogs to nail the ground veins and locked the ghost path, preventing demons from escaping from getting close to Qu Xiangxiang with the help of the earth.

In fact, Qu Xiangxiang herself was placed under the old locust tree.

Unexpectedly, those three black dog nails disappeared when they were missing!

"Black Dog Nail?"

"Is this something?"

Han Er held a painted black nail in his hand, and his face was innocent: "I thought it was quite interesting when I was bored before, so I pulled it down as a toothpick..."

Chen Chuang almost vomited blood in a breath!
To be continued...