When I saw the shattered bronze mirror on the ground and the real face of the illusory spirit ghost, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His face was full of rotten flesh, his eyeball burst, and his head was bald.

It looks bloody, but it is indeed as the female ghost said. She may have been burned to death by fire during her lifetime.

When everyone thought of being fascinated by this female ghost just now, everyone's hearts were getting cold.

But at this moment, everything is over.

The female ghost is about to lose her soul.

The female ghost's phantom is becoming more and more illusory.

In the last blink of an eye, it disappeared under the shade of the trees.

The bronze mirror not only shattered in half, but layers of copper rust appeared all over the body, shattering into pieces.

Nanchen breathed a sigh of relief.

The spirit of the weapon is considered apart from the ghost.

The crisis of this troupe has also been resolved.

At this moment, Nanchen said to everyone:

"Okay, it's over."

Qiu Sheng and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nanchen, thanks to you.

Otherwise, we might all fall into the hands of this spirit ghost."

After saying that, Qiu Sheng patted Nanchen on the shoulder.

Wencai also shouted:

"That's right, junior brother, the master will definitely be very happy when he finds out."

The headmaster Li Dequan also came over.

Full of joy:

"Thank you, Nandao Zheng, Gao Qiang, thank you."

"Yes, yes, thanks to Master Nan this time, otherwise we might have suffered."

“…”

Nanchen smiled at everyone and said a few politely:

“This is all thanks to everyone.

Now this weapon spirit ghost is apart.

Let's all go back!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Then, he began to walk towards the Tudi Temple.

Now, Nanchen is a little excited.

He can feel his growth and his ability improvement.

But he also knows that his strength is far from enough.

Want to be rampant in this world.

Want to have a place in this world.
Chapter completed!