Spirit-level strange stories usually rely on some extreme emotions or a large number of refuting distracting thoughts. Although they have superpowers, they still have various restrictions.

Generally, ghost ghosts are representatives of the spirit level, but ghost ghosts are not included in the weird talk most of the time. As legendary products inherited from ancient traditions, ghost ghosts have always been influenced by some special forces. They can appear independently in the form of spirit bodies and control Yin Qi to kill people, and will not be affected by many monster characteristics. There are often existences between two monster levels, such as monsters transformed by A Dou Lingjue, which are typical examples.

Apart from ghosts, only a few spiritual-level monsters and monsters that are extremely close to evil can have the ability to threaten ordinary people's lives at the spiritual level. Otherwise, the spiritual-level weirdness cannot affect the lives of ordinary people too much, because there are too many spiritual-level bonds. As long as ordinary people know the corresponding methods, they can deal with the influence of spiritual-level monsters.

The evil level is an advanced version of the spirit level monster talk. This level of existence is much more terrifying than the spirit level, because it condenses the field and its power has been greatly improved, not specifically targeting them. No matter how many people face evil-level monster talks, as long as they are afraid and cannot form a force that can compete with the field, they can only be killed by the evil-level monster talks.

As for the last monster level, it means absurd and unruly, and it is very strange. It corresponds to the domain and has all kinds of abilities. Some people even hear their names and will be cursed.

According to the level, the monster at this time should be at the fierce level, but his control over the field was very limited, and his power was almost the spiritual level that was about to break through. Therefore, Yuan Qingwei would be assured to let Huang Sheng deal with him.

Although Huang Sheng looks like a playboy on weekdays, he is actually really cruel to himself, otherwise he would not have been able to break through the secret energy early. When he broke through the secret energy, he could run out to fight the black fist with his family on his back for half a year. In the end, Yuan Qingwei couldn't stand it and said to the head of the Huang family, which directly made Huang Sheng experience a mixed doubles between his father and his elder brother, and his legs were almost interrupted.

For this reason, Huang Sheng used this as a reason to "rubbed" a leg skill from Yuan Qingwei's hand.

Now, Huang Sheng was using it. He swept across the air like a huge machete. Before the whistling sound had dissipated, he heard two nearly burst sounds, and the attack from the two onions was kicked by Huang Sheng.

Then, Huang Sheng stomped his feet and rushed forward. His body brought out a blurry afterimage, and his left fist hit him with a faint vibration. When he saw it suddenly, it looked like a red tassel gun being tricked. It landed on the child's head just now, and a few faint patterns appeared on his finger-exposed gloves. Then there was a muffled sound, like fog and mud. The "head" on the human face could be seen on the surface, exploded instantly, and countless gray mists were flying.

At this moment, Huang Sheng completed the change of moving from movement to stillness, and then from stillness to movement. His body quickly retreated to avoid the dirty breath that gathered.

Frowning, Huang Sheng felt that this thing was a bit difficult to deal with. Ghosts were different from real creatures. They would not fall into weakness because of their heads and hearts were broken. They had another way of existence. Although Huang Sheng's attack could cause harm to the ghosts in front of him, it could not jeopardize the other party's life. On the contrary, Huang Sheng himself, every time he broke the other party's body, he was actually consuming his own qi and blood.

Even with the equipment that was mentally prepared, Huang Sheng, a premature baby whose qi and blood were weaker than that of a warrior in the same realm, started to breathe a little after kicking and recondensing the tentacles into shape after the 20th kick.

"Taiyi Golden Light Curse!" Yuan Qingwei, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it. When Huang Sheng was about to be wrapped in fog and was about to force his breakthrough with his clothes on his body, he whispered.

Huang Sheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that he naturally drew a spell through his mouth.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all qi. It is widely cultivated and proves my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is the only one who is respected... There is thunder inside, the sound of thunder is hidden, the wisdom is connected, and the five energys are surging. The golden light appears quickly to protect the true person. I am obedient to the Taoist Lord Taiyi as an order."

As soon as he finished speaking, strands of golden light appeared on Huang Sheng's body, just like the morning light shining through the darkness, or like thunder piercing through the dark clouds. The countless black mists around him melted away at the moment they came into contact with the golden light.

"Wow! This spell is so useful! Then can I deal with ghosts alone in the future?" Huang Sheng looked at the ghost with great energy and was about to speak up the spell again, but Yuan Qingwei had already stepped forward, but in front of Huang Sheng.

"You think beautiful! Your spiritual sense is too low, so I will spread you Taiyi Golden Light Mantra, but this Golden Light Mantra is essentially accumulating the power of mantras in specific times through chanting and chanting. Why don't you quickly reclaim the remaining mantras according to the method of reciting after chanting after chanting. Will it take more than ten years of hard work to turn into nothing?"

After saying that, Yuan Qingwei swung his sleeves, a whisk flew out, his wrists shook, and the snow-white whisks continued to dance in the air with Yuan Qingwei's movements, sometimes like a crane dancing, free and easy and elegant; sometimes like a spirit monkey jumping, flexible and changeable; sometimes like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, strange and unpredictable. Slash, wrapping, pulling, shaking, sweeping, a whisk was so amazing that Yuan Qingwei was so amazing. The fog never had a chance to regain, and disappeared under Yuan Qingwei's continuous attack.

The whisk swung back into his sleeve. A small handful of linear objects had already appeared in Yuan Qingwei's hand, similar to his hair, but also seemed to be a silkworm cocoon, with black and white distinction, very unique.

"Let's go!" Yuan Qingwei put away the things in his hand and took Huang Sheng and the boy out of the fog.

After Huang Sheng left, he realized that although the inside of the fog looked quite large, the fog was actually not much larger than the original bus. Moreover, after the three of them left, the fog that was still squirming began to shrink and eventually turned into a one-meter-long paper-made bus.

"You take this kid back to Taiyi Temple first, I'll wait a moment before going back." Without looking at Huang Sheng, Yuan Qingwei reached out to the paper-branched bus in front of him, and a light of inspiration fell, and the paper-branched bus naturally burned.

However, it was strange that it was obviously a paper-made thing, but the burning speed of the flame was very slow at the beginning. After the entire paper-made bus was burned, the burning speed of the flame increased rapidly. It took only seven or eight minutes to pass when the flames dissipated. Where the paper-made bus was originally located, there was only a compass-like thing left in the place.

He bent down to pick up the compass, and there was a harsh whistle sound on the side. Then a woman in a special operations uniform walked out of the police car and looked at Yuan Qing and sneered: "Master Yuan is not going to explain?"

"What are you explaining?" Yuan Qingwei put away the compass, smiled casually, and turned around to leave.

"What's your attitude?" A team member who followed Wu Xian came to see Yuan Qingwei's appearance and immediately heard the embarrassment he had when he was trapped by a maze on the road just now. He put his hand angrily on his waist. Yuan Qing smiled and continued to move forward without caring.

"You... captain!" The team member wanted to say something, but Wu Shi stopped him.
Chapter completed!