Liu Shoucai always felt strange why this old monster has not appeared yet.

The opposite is, what about the old monsters in this city? Things like old ghosts require specific terrain and time to form, but why did the monsters evolved from animals and strange objects suddenly lose their traces?

This made Liu Shoucai feel incredible, and then he wanted to find some evidence that they once existed.

evidence!!

Liu Shoucai couldn't find this thing, the only thing that was that the idiot-like wandering souls outside were increasing, and after it was broken, it was broken and decomposed into the most original spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But Liu Shoucai soon discovered a secret!

These broken spiritual energy actually had regular rules, and seemed to float in a certain direction and then disappeared.

"Strange! How could this happen?"

Liu Shoucai shook his head, trying to find out the reason.

The Qi Shen Sword in his hand showed a different characteristic, which was a slightly trembling type, conveying a sense of intention to kill.

Liu Shoucai had to admit that this sword would become a spirit. As long as he activated his intelligence, he would be a standard monster.

After this knife has such an instinct, it has a strong sense of perception to the outside world, especially to the master of the knife, because Qi Shendao told the master of the knife in advance that something was going to be detrimental to him.

Unfortunately, this knife cannot provide an accurate direction.

Things became more and more strange. Liu Shoucai was like a crushing truck. He was constantly crushing the broken wandering souls and defeating the resentment, but he completely released the little bits of heaven and earth spiritual energy in the resentment. The little bits of blue light spots that were only the size of a needle tip were not clear at first, but later, more and more.

In the end, even Liu Shoucai didn't know how many broken wandering souls he had pushed.

This won’t work!

Liu Shoucai frowned, unable to find the root cause, even if he was tired, he could exhaust himself to death here.

Obviously, the other party was planning to make a living.

"Hey!! Come out and talk about how to help? Let's not fight and kill first, okay?" Liu Shoucai shouted to the surroundings.

However, the old monster still did not appear. Only the direction of the broken spiritual energy gathering was the only place that Liu Shoucai distinguished.

Will he be there? At this time, Liu Shoucai also wanted to judge whether his choice was right. If he made a mistake, he would definitely be the one who was in trouble.

Now Liu Shoucai didn't dare to underestimate that old monster at all. He frowned and always felt the illusion of falling into a trap.

This illusion is very bad, which makes Liu Shoucai urge to bite people. Especially his ears are so hot, which is a sign of danger coming, so I have to be careful! Unfortunately, his control over the "resistance bell" is still too low, otherwise he would create a "meritor red spirit" and throw it to Xiaobai. At least the combat power can be increased by two or three times. The green spiritual fire on Xiaobai's body is the natural nemesis of these things.

...

Compared to the palpitations in Liu Shoucai's judgment, Badou felt even more unlucky now.

After rushing into the bedroom, I planned to get out the dressing mirror, but I was dejected to find that the thing was actually embedded in the wall.

"Uncle Bai, I can't take it out!" At this time, Badou had no intention of playing spy games with Xiaobai, and started shouting with a loud voice.

The little white cursed: "Idiot! You won't smash it and make it come out?"

Just this voice caused the people in the bedroom to scream, especially when they saw the big white rooster talking, which was even more amazing.

But these are not the main things, and the truly frightening things suddenly popped up.

A young man who was originally with Ling’s father and mother in the living room suddenly opened his mouth and yelled. The sound was definitely not something that humans could make.

There were only whites left in both eyes, and there was no color at all.

Everyone just watched the young man jumping towards Ling's father with his hands in claws, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Hao!" Xiaobai roared with a broken voice, and without seeing any movement, a white light flew towards the young man.

It was not until this time that Ling's father's voice roared: "Daping, what are you going to do?"

The young man called Daping did not recognize Ling's father at this time. His eyes were covered with white but full of hatred eyes. He wanted to swallow his flesh and drink his blood, shaking his head and roared in his mouth.

This is not a terrible thing. What is really terrible is that although Ling's father was old, he was still healthy. Seeing his nephew pounce on him, a lazy donkey rolled around and avoided the attack. After falling to the ground, he saw that his nephew's hands were deeply inserted into the marble floor. When he waved his hands, he could only hear the crackling sound. His hands were as white as snow and hard as steel.

"Help!"

Ling's father was not stupid either, so he shouted for help.

"It's a ghost!" Badou immediately identified it, and it was indeed true.

Although I have never seen it before, after Xiaobai's reminder, I will naturally be clear in my heart.

However, Qingming Festival was not slow at all, and a bedside table was thrown out by Ba Dou.

Woo woo woo woo ~~

The bedside table made of solid wood hit the head of the man named Daping with the whistling sound of the wind.

Click!

How strong is Badou at this time? Not to mention that solid wood bedside table is heavy and hard, even if an adult wants to make a bedside table like this, even if he is holding a 20-pound sledgehammer, he may not be able to do it.

But just now, the bedside table hit Da Ping's head and it actually smashed!

The wood dandruff was scattered all over the ground, but surprisingly, the solid wood bedside table was broken and did not cause much substantial damage to Daping.

However, even so, it has given Ba Dou a lot of buffering time. At least the solid wood bedside table has knocked Da Ping to the ground, and the force of inertia has made him fly backwards for several meters to hit the wall.

At this time, Ling's father grabbed Ling's mother and retreated to the door of the bedroom.

Badou jumped out of their heads and did not look back. He picked up the copper craft next to the TV, weighed it and felt a little light in his hand. He turned around in dissatisfaction and asked, "Isn't this thing fake?"

At this time, Ling's father understood that no matter the person downstairs or the young man in front of him, he might be the real mage.

Although he did not understand the reason why the young mage asked, Ling's father replied quickly: "This is made of pure copper and weighs 20 kilograms."

"Oh!" Badou smiled, weighed the thing in his hand, and said to Daping who had climbed up from the ground and looked at him vigilantly: "Are you coming out by yourself, or should I get you out then? My boss is fighting with your boss downstairs, I think he will definitely win, and I have a helper here. Although I don't know Mr. Bai's ability, the one who can get along with Brother Liu must not be a weak person."

The response to Badou was a roar! There was also a sudden pounce on Badou. Somehow, Daping's fingers were already sharp, and it looked more like chicken claws with five fingers.

"Good come!" Badou screamed, using his skills of fighting over the years, swung the copper product in his hand and smashed it hard at the hand.

Xiaobai's voice also roared at this time: "People inside, hurry up and smash the mirror! Pick the biggest piece for this kid!"

At this time, how could the young people in the room care whether this was from the mouth of a big rooster?

Several boys started to smash the glass mirror with a simple attack from the room.

But unexpectedly, the mirror was very resistant to smashing, and some children had already burst out and cursed.
Chapter completed!