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1363 Rarely seen in a hundred years

The tip of the Judge's Pen quickly threw out a thunder talisman in the air, catching Meng Po off guard and unable to dodge. At this moment, Qin Mu also quickly retreated, using all his strength to use the Judge's Pen.

A thunder-calling talisman was drawn on Po Meng's face.

Thunderbolts as thick as the mouth of a bowl struck Po Meng's stunned face. Po Meng didn't react at all, and her whole body was already bathed in thunder and lightning.

"Little bastard, I can't spare you!" Po Meng also revealed her true form in an instant. She was a female ghost with hair that reached her ankles. She was wearing a white nightgown. The nightgown looked messy, even on the side.

There were still damaged areas at the corners, and dried blood was everywhere on the nightgown.

"Let's wait until you are alive to talk about it." Qin Mu laughed, but the judge's pen in his hand did not stop at all. Thunder summoning charms bloomed on the end of the pen, sweeping all the souls in an instant. These souls stood still and looked up to the sky.

Opening his mouth, a black breath rushed up from the mouth, directly towards the sky.

With the rise of Qin Muwan, he drew a simple thunder talisman on each ghost's body, but it was not like the one on "Meng Po". It broke out in an instant, and these runes flashed with light blue.

Light appeared on the ghost's body, but there was no movement.

"Little brat!"

There was another loud shout from "Meng Po", and Qin Mu, who was concentrating on drawing the runes, was startled. He never thought that "Meng Po" in front of him had been tortured to this point and could still stand strong.

Standing there, it was really surprising.

Qin Mu smiled, put away the judge's pen in his hand, and retracted his usual laughter. A smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lightly said the word "explosion" to the ghosts in front of him.

Starting from the ghost closest to Qin Mu, each ghost began to explode one by one.

Every soul that exploded had a huge thunder ball appearing on its body. The ghosts who were standing there spitting out the yin energy in their bodies had to stop because Qin Mu's thunder ball directly destroyed their bodies.

A huge hole was blown out, as if a large part was missing.

Of course, "Meng Po" standing in the center of the ghost is not immune.

Qin Mu quickly retreated and stood beside the group of ghosts, watching the ghosts start to set off fireworks, feeling extremely happy.

The effect of the thunder talisman on "Meng Po" has just been eliminated, and now she is once again implicated by the surrounding ghosts. It is really pitiful. Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all ghosts. Many ghosts start to explode when thunder and lightning begin to explode.

Disappeared and immediately dispersed.

After all, those are just living souls without any ghost power, and it is normal for them to dissipate. What Qin Mu is more puzzled about is that this group of living souls that seem to have no ghost power can actually release such powerful Yin Qi.

Although Qin Mu's thunder talisman also appeared very timely, Qin Mu had to admit that in just a short period of time, the Yin Qi spewed out by these ghosts had already had a certain impact on him.

Breathing is a little difficult.

But Qin Mu felt very happy.

When he saw that the fireworks on the ghosts had almost exploded, the bad boy stood up from the ground with a wicked smile on his face.

At this time, there was nothing left on the Huangquan Road.

Almost all the ghosts were completely destroyed in that thunder and lightning storm, not even a scrap was left.

"Tch, you have so little soul power and you want to trick me into saying you are Po Meng. You are lying." Qin Mu said angrily, and the road in front of him became clearer. In front of him were Hong Lian and the others, but

Except for Guren himself, who was sitting on the ground bored, everyone else stood still.

Seeing Qin Mu's shadow, Honglian was not surprised at all, "Oh, you came out?"

Qin Mu looked at Hong Lian and scanned it carefully with spiritual power. He was relieved when he felt Teng She's powerful aura. He looked at the other people around him who were stuck in place with wooden stakes, and said with a confused look:

"What's wrong with these people?"

"Bewitched by ghosts." Honglian said with a smile, "Including the King of Samsara."

"Fuck!" Qin Mu quickly ran towards where the King of Samsara was. He was not out of love for a King of Hell, but out of curiosity and curiosity. King of Hell, a person who deals with ghosts every day.

To be possessed by a ghost is a rare occurrence in a hundred years.

It’s not that the King of Samsara just stands still and doesn’t move. Most people who stand still and don’t move basically know what it is. It’s a ghost building a wall, so the more you walk around, the more likely it is to get into trouble, so it’s better to stand still.

But the King of Samsara was walking around, muttering something in his mouth, and seemed to be in a state of confusion. He kept walking in circles, and sometimes he even stretched out his hand to make signs.

"Why don't you wake them up?" Qin Mu looked at Honglian with a depressed look. In fact, he was fascinated by ghosts. It is not that difficult for ghosts to break through the wall. If there is only one person, it is a bit difficult to break through from inside.

, after all, the authorities are obsessed with it, but to be honest, if there is someone next to him, the breakthrough will only take a matter of minutes. As long as the person next to him reminds the people inside, he can come out of the state of trying to break through the wall.

Honglian blinked her eyes, as if Qin Mu had asked an idiot question at this time. She spread her hands and asked with a smile on her face: "My dear, if it were you and saw the King of Samsara being fascinated by a ghost,

Will you remind him?"

Qin Mu looked at Samsara King, who had a serious look on his face and was spinning in circles, and shook his head firmly: "I don't want to."

"Why?" Honglian smiled even brighter.

"Needless to say? It's a rare sight in a hundred years." Qin Mu threw his original "kindness" out of the sky at this moment, looking at the Samsara King excitedly gearing up: "Not only will I not wake him up,

And I will also record my current appearance on my mobile phone...hehehehehe..."

Honglian looked at Qin Mu and felt a chill all over her body. She didn't know what to say at this time.

Qin Mu took out his copycat fruit phone and started shooting towards the King of Samsara. Honglian slapped her forehead at this time, but she didn't even bother to look at Qin Mu, this living treasure. No matter what, the other party was the King of Hell, Qin Mu did this

, aren’t you afraid of others’ revenge in the future?

But judging from Qin Mu's current appearance, it seems that he has not considered this at all.

Just when Qin Mu was about to start filming, Hua Wuyue, who was standing behind the Samsara King, suddenly screamed: "Damn it, you are playing illusion with me, you are playing mind control with me, your sister... you

…”

When she opened her eyes, she was also yelling curses. She stopped speaking, and it was simply unbearable. As she spoke, she saw Honglian and Qin Mu looking in her direction, and Hua Wuyue's voice became louder and louder.

The smaller she got, the more she disappeared in the end. Hua Wuyue swallowed the words she said directly into her stomach. She jumped over stiffly and patted the still confused King of Samsara on the shoulder: "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!
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