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Chapter 87: The Terrifying Power of Group Buffs

Zhou Xuan listened to the terrifying screams from the ghosts, subconsciously grasped the willow branches in his hand tightly. He felt mixed emotions and felt indescribable.

These ghosts, men, women, and young, all have the images, probably all of which are dead before their lives. He watched the ghosts constantly commit suicide collisions and exorcism items, and then made various shrill screams from his mouth.

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

Zhou Xuan's ears were filled with screams of men, women, young and old, and he frowned and couldn't help but say intimately.

"This should be considered a veritable "Ghost Prison Yin Feng Roar".

But at the same time, the situation is getting worse.

Most of the black dog bloody yarn hanging on the wall with bells tied to the wall were broken and fell on the ground. The pictures of Zhong Kui catching ghosts, tigers descending the mountain, Qin Shubao, Yuchi Gong and others attached to the wall had only the pictures of Zhong Kui catching ghosts. But after only emitting a golden light, there was no reaction.

The portraits were eaten by an old ghost with a hideous face, and then they went to destroy other things.

The wooden cabinet where a group of god statues was placed next to them, and they tried every means to collapse. Before the statue could play a role, it fell to the ground and broke all over the ground. The remaining willow branches, peach wood swords, and boys' urine were soon affected.

They worked together to transport a storm of cold wind and controlled some fragments. They wrapped around the exorcist supplies and directly hit the window.

With a "click", the window glass was broken. All the things were thrown out and the air was circulated.

This fully demonstrates the truth that there are many ghosts and great power, which really surprised Zhou Xuan.

"It's possible!"

He no longer dared to underestimate these ghosts, obviously they were not ordinary people. He even dared to act rashly, and began to quickly think about countermeasures in his heart. He estimated whether the comprehensive combat power of the enemy and us would be sure to win...

In fact, these ghosts are not weak at all, especially each of the ghosts in Huangshan Village has been dead for nearly a hundred years. Even though they are not as beautiful as the Divine King style of Chu people, they can still be regarded as fierce ghosts at the level of evil ghosts.

The evil-exorcist items in the living room were almost destroyed, but the ghosts were not actually consumed much.

These things are indeed very powerful for a ghost or a small number of ghosts. But when hundreds of ghosts gather together at midnight, their yin energy, ghost energy and resentment are blended together.

They can be called "walking ghosts in the dark world", and the effects of evil-exorcist items in the living room can naturally be much smaller.

After the window was broken, the air also circulated. A gust of cold wind blew in, blowing all the remaining evil-removing items in the house to the ground. It was smashed into pieces and completely lost its effect.

After destroying the evil-exorcist items, the hundreds of ghosts began to wander around Chu Renmei. Some even stood behind her silently, as if waiting for the next order.

At this time, Chu Renmei finally began to say a word, raised her head high, revealing a pale face, and her black mouth cracked and made a strange laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was no light on the living room, only the window revealed a little dim light. The moon in the sky outside was blocked by dark clouds, and no too bright light could be shined in. The room was filled with thick yin energy, which filled the air with black fog.

Now even Zhou Xuan could clearly see the "smoky and smoky" look of the yin energy, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

After Chu Renmei finished laughing, she suddenly raised her hand and pointed at Zhou Xuan from afar. She let out a strange roar from her mouth, and all the ghosts suddenly looked up or turned their heads and looked at him straight.

At this moment, in the dim living room, the dark ghosts were aiming at a place. The pairs of ghost eyes that had no pupils but emitted a faint green fluorescent light were staring at Zhou Xuan without any emotional fluctuations.

This strange scene may be really scared to pee if it were ordinary people.

Zhou Xuan felt the amazing malice brought by those eyes, and his hair suddenly exploded. His heartbeat gradually accelerated, and cold sweat began to appear silently behind him. A bitter smile appeared on his face, but his heart calmed down.

He had just speculated for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the result. After all, he could not estimate the strength of a hundred evil spirits. He could not grasp the only tools left on his opponent, and he could not grasp the strength he could exert.

Whether he can survive tonight depends entirely on his luck and hard work. He has made sufficient preparations for what he should have, and he can only say that his plan cannot keep up with the changes.

He made such preparations before, all for his life. His most thought was to save his life and complete the task by the way. In fact, it can also be said to be afraid of death, but it is better to be cautious than to be afraid of death.

Zhou Xuan was afraid that he would die meaninglessly, and he regretted not being prepared enough to regret it.

Now he has made sufficient preparations for this kind of situation, but Aunt Mei doesn't play according to common sense. Even if something really happens or an accident occurs, he will not regret it. At most, it is a bit regretful.

However, this is not a desperate situation of death without life, and there is still a glimmer of hope. It can only be said that it looks more intimidating, but for ordinary people, they may be scared to death on the spot.

But who is Zhou Xuan? He is skilled and brave. It is impossible to admit defeat directly. He can only do it in one fight with real swords and guns. The bitter smile on his face disappeared and turned into a slightly excited smile.

"It's been a long time since I've been so exciting. Let me have a good fight today!"

Since returning from the Life and Death Arena in "Huo Yuanjia", he has never felt any exciting battles on the edge of life and death. The last time "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" was a bit thrilling. But everything is under control, not as exciting as it is now.

When he let go of all his worries, the blood in his body gradually boiled. Adrenaline in his body began to be secreted and his breathing gradually accelerated.

Chu Renmei felt Zhou Xuan's slowly rising momentum and couldn't help but look at Zhou Xuan again. But thinking about the hurt Zhou Xuan had used to her before, she couldn't help but roaring at Zhou Xuan again.

The other ghosts immediately responded, and roared at Zhou Xuan and rushed over.

Zhou Xuan showed no panic on his face, and he held the two willow branches in his hand tightly and went up to meet him.

"Swish swish swish!"

He waved two willow branches to the airtight, and each ghost that rushed over was pulled out.

With a "bang", it turned into black fog and dispersed. But not long after, the black fog hovering in the air gathered together and continued to turn into ghosts. Come and go, it felt like it was endless.

The main reason is that there are too many ghosts, and they gather together as if there is a group buff. The power of the willow branches has been weakened a lot, so it is fatal to have a shortage. Even if it is really hit, just return to the "fountain" in the air. After recovery for a while, it will be another good ghost immediately!

Zhou Xuan's indifferent expression froze and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Chapter completed!
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