"Young Master, be careful of sneak attack!" Then Ruotao, who rushed over with the elephant snake bird and the sharp-billed mountain turtle, suddenly shouted and reminded that the other party's short blade had already attacked Guan Heng's back at this time.

"court death!"

"Crack!" With a wave of his hand, Guan Heng's Qingqi Palm Knife suddenly cut off the opponent's arm holding the weapon. Wu Jing screamed and fell to the ground.

"Guaga!"

"Jijiji!" In the flash of lightning, the monster birds screamed at the same time. The elephant snake bird suddenly nailed the forehead of Wujing with its sharp beak. The sharp-billed mountain claws rushed straight into the other party's lower abdomen, and immediately tore the vicious guy into two pieces.

"Let's go and chase the two people in front of me. I guess the way to relieve the white ghost plague may be in the hands of Lang Qing." As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, he had already taken his companions and headed towards the forest where he fled.

...

At this moment, a bloody battle was taking place in the forest. The old man with a numb face, Jiang Tong, was like a mad tiger at this time, and was about to kill his closest relatives. Lang Qing was originally slightly inferior to him, but was intimidated by the other party's crazy murderous intent and immediately retreated.

"Dang!" The two of them were stalked together in an instant. Jiang Tong roared and immediately threw his heavy sword and the opponent's long blade into the air. There was a wave of shameless fist.

"Bang bang bang!" Lang Qing, who was caught off guard, was beaten to the mouth and nose, was bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"I'll kill you!!" Jiang Tong was about to punch and then slammed hard, but Lang Qing suddenly yelled in a hurry: "Kill me, don't even want to know where Ling Tian Arrow is!"

"What?!" Jiang Tong was stunned when he heard the name of the secret treasure in the clan in his ear. In addition to revenge, his greatest wish was to regain the secret treasure. At this moment, Lang Qing, who seized a chance to counterattack, suddenly opened the copper urn on his waist and smiled, "Hehe, go and die!"

"Swish swish--" Two white light shadows rushed out of the mouth of the jar, one of which hit Jiang Tong with a thunderclap. The old man with a thunderclap immediately groaned and fell to the ground. This evil "white ghost plague" is no matter whether you are a strong man with red energy or something, as long as you are exposed to the white ghost, you will faint immediately.

At this moment, the crazy Lang Qing grabbed a big stone beside him and beat Jiang Tong, who was unconscious, viciously: "Do you want to kill me? Let me kill you first!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" Just three times, the other party's head was broken, but Lang Qing was only concerned about dealing with Jiang Tong, but in desperation, he forgot to use the copper jar to retrieve the two fierce white ghosts.

"Woooooooo--" The ghost roar suddenly started, and two white ghosts rushed towards Lang Qing, who was hitting Jiang Tong wildly.

Suddenly seeing the white ghost attack, Lang Qing was so scared that he was scattered and screamed in shock: "You guys?! Uh ah ah ah ah - don't come here!"

Those two white ghosts were just ghosts and evil things. How could they understand Lang Qing’s meaning? Amid the white old man’s screams, they immediately swept across the man’s body. Then, the bones in Lang Qing’s body burst into pieces 70% to 80%, and were about to turn into a pool of mud.

Just between the lightning, two rapid shadows rushed towards him. One of them shook the chains on his wrist, and the broken palm, which was wrapped in the aura of a corpse, suddenly appeared sharp claws. The "swish swish swish swish" sound continued to dance into circles, and the two white ghosts were forced to retreat in an instant. Ruotao took action.

When he said this, he was about to say that, Guan Heng grabbed Lang Qing's shoulder with a snap, and then threw it to Ruotao: "Let this guy take a breath, I have something to ask him."

"Uh... the copper urn can trap... the white ghost!" Lang Qing also knew that he was here to save his life. Before he was unconscious, he finally said this sentence intermittently, and then his head tilted and fainted.

"That copper urn... is here!" Ruotao reached out to touch the copper urn at the other party's waist and immediately pulled it down hard. At the next moment, Guan Heng suddenly showed the evil drum and then hit it twice with the drumstick. The white ghost who was about to escape suddenly stopped in the air.

This small drum is made of the outer skin of the evil spirits of the golden bones. The drumsticks are also the bones of the evil spirits. The sounds of the beating are attractive to all evil spirits.

Guan Heng was secretly happy after trying it. He immediately beat the drum beat "dongdongdong" seven times in a row according to the recent "dongdongdongdong" that he had developed with Ruotao. The two white ghosts suddenly swayed and twisted their soul shadows and rushed towards Guan Heng. It can be seen that although the sound of the drum can attract the white ghosts, it cannot suppress their fierce intention of hurting people.

"Pooh!" He said it in a flash, and at that time, Ruotao opened the copper jar in an instant. A white ghost smelled the strange aura in the copper jar, and immediately couldn't help but slid in.

But just before the other white ghost took action, a sharp chirping came from mid-air: "Ji——"

Hearing this sound, the snake-like bird on the shoulders and the sharp-billed mountain beside it were shocked. In the flash, several demon birds covered with blue feathers flew down instantly. One of them sucked hard with the bird's beak, and immediately sucked the white ghost into his mouth, then turned around and flapped his wings and flew away.

"It's outrageous! You're robbing it clearly?!" Guan Heng couldn't help but curse. At this moment, the elephant snake bird and the mountain croaker could not contain the anger in his heart and rushed forward. A blue-feathered demon bird that had not had time to escape was hit by the elephant snake bird that was rushing towards him. He immediately cried and fell to the ground, and was torn to pieces by the sharp claws of the sharp-billed mountain croaker.

"Huch——Swish———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Just as Guan Heng put the soul of the demon bird into the soul record, Ruotao quickly twisted the lid of the copper urn, and the white ghost inside kept running around, causing the copper urn to shake back and forth, as if he was struggling very hard.

At this time, Guan Heng opened the soul record and saw that it read: Blue-feathered Demon Heron, a bird that sucks various ghosts and demon souls to make a living, and its soul power is evaluated as fifth-level...

"It seems that the white ghost has entered the belly of the blue-feathered demon heron, and it will not be able to get out this time."

Guan Heng closed the soul record at this time and saw Lang Qing lying on the ground awakening. It turned out that although this guy was also attacked by the white ghost, he had been with the white ghost for a long time and had a certain amount of resistance, so he could barely wake up from the coma.

"Bang!" Guan Heng kicked the other party without hesitation, and Lang Qing screamed in pain. At this moment, Guan Heng asked sternly: "Tell me, how can we relieve the symptoms of white ghost plague? Also, why did you come to Qingniu Ancient Town twice to harm people?"

"I, I..." Lang Qing knew that even if he said it, he would not have any good results, so he couldn't help but hesitate. However, Guan Heng noticed that the dawn was just beginning to appear and it was almost dawn. If the people in the white ghost plague were not rescued, they would definitely die.

Suddenly, Guan Heng roared with a deep face: "Sharp-mouthed mountain turtle, dig out this guy's eyes."
Chapter completed!