Using corpses to survive will only make them feel easy to bully.

They are like eager beasts.

After eating the corpse, he will continue to follow them.

Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, 'Tie Wa' was obviously impatient and dropped his steps.

"Bah!"

It's like a hot iron piercing fresh meat.

Blanch directly.

The burnt smell spread immediately.

A shrill scream sounded.

A vague shadow quickly emerged from Tiewa's body.

But the white flame cannot be extinguished at all.

It only took a moment to burn this thing to ashes.

Tiewa's body also turned into a mummy in the burning of white ash, and fell into the circle.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the lime powder blessed with gold powder and the magic power of the immortal master works.

Two people hurriedly walked out of the military formation, ran to Tie Wa's charred corpse and pulled the body back.

It's just that there are no shortage of shadows in the forest.

A red light flashed, and the short ghost carrying the sedan fell to the ground.

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Dark shadows surrounded the convoy like refugees.

A pale and withered finger stretched out from the red sedan chair.

Pointing to the carriage compartment.

"I'm sorry, but I obey."

The old man shouted: "You evil beasts, get back quickly, otherwise you will be wiped out in ashes!"

"Roar!"

The wind howls.

The curtain of the red sedan chair burst out with gray gloom.

The old man's words seemed to anger them.

As the strong wind suddenly rose, the white powder on the ground was blown away.

"Bring up the blood of a black dog."

Dun.

Dayton.

Four buckets of black dog blood were carried out.

"Stained with blood, rinse the knife!"

All the soldiers dipped the knives in their hands into the black dog's blood, and each one grabbed a handful of the dog's blood and smeared it on his face and body.

"Formation."

The old people roared.

The twenty-four soldiers formed five small military formations.

As the white lines on the ground were blown away, leaving only shallow traces, those hidden ghosts could no longer hold back.

Swarmed up.

The long night is like fire, and the evil spirits are arrogant.

Cooked in fire and oil, the spirits are abnormal.

"Kill."

Black dog blood blessed with mana and gold powder is like a layer of armor.

Chop with sword and chop with axe.

The soldiers in the battle formation quickly killed the ghosts and ghosts.

The old man took three steps and two steps at a time, holding a waist knife and headed straight for the sedan chair.

A puff of a knife.

Chop off the head of the little ghost.

He held the foot-long soul flag tightly and thrust it towards the white-faced ghost rushing towards him from the other end.

The moment it hit, the white-faced ghost had no time to scream and was absorbed by the Soul Flag.

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

Yes, the evil spirit of Yinhun has been replenished, and his injuries have partially recovered.

The things in the sedan suddenly jumped out, but instead of looking for trouble, they turned around and ran away.

Like a flying white silk thread, it swished into the woods and disappeared.

The old man was surprised and looked at the Chichang Zun Soul Flag in his hand: "The magic weapon of the Immortal Master is so powerful."

Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly, he is not a magic weapon yet.

But this old man knows his stuff.

It's a pity that the old man is not a Qi practitioner.

Without the leading ghost, most of the remaining ghosts died tragically at the hands of soldiers.
Chapter completed!