Wang Damazi's friends saw that the boss was arrested, and hurriedly launched rescue and rushed to the altar from three sides.

"Are you looking for death? Get out!" Ke Laogui's soul-summoning banner waved, blocking Wang Damazi's accomplices, shouting:

"A little impotent will cause trouble. We just need to wait here and trap this girl. After a stick of incense, no matter how she is the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo, she can't resist the night walk of the hundred ghosts!"

Several old ghosts were stopped by the soul-summoning banner, looked at each other, and retreated.

They were originally afraid of the girl in white dress, and after Ke Laogui said this, they just happened to take advantage of the donkey.

Looking at the girl in white dress, she put Wang Damazi's soul into the paper talisman, pressed it under a tile, and said lightly: "A hundred ghosts walk at night, I may not be able to stop it, so why not give it a try."

After saying that, she burned a few paper talismans, dripped the paper ash into a bowl of water on the altar, and stirred it with a ghost stick.

After the paper ash completely melted, the bowl of water was as black as ink.

Ke Laogui looked at him narrowly and sneered: "Little girl, I want to see too, how can you stop the hundreds of ghosts from walking in the night!"

The girl in the white dress did not answer, and used the ghost stick as a brush, dipped it in the dark talisman water, and drew talismans on the ground on the west side of the altar.

Zhuge Lei was far away and could not see what kind of talisman the girl in white dress was painting.

The girl painted faster and faster, and she used her brushstrokes as if she was flying. After finishing painting on the west side of the altar, she turned to the front and east side of the altar, and behind each of them drew.

Grandma Ke and the old ghost watched in front of the altar, but did not dare to go forward to make trouble.

Zhuge Lei also continued to be invisible, intending to see the scene in the end.

Huhu...

The wind was howling, the sky on the west side was rolling, and Mount Tai swept over like a top.

"whee……"

"Hehe..."

"quack!"

The ghost screams came immediately, and they were both hoarse and shrill, making their scalp numb.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night!

Zhuge Lei was invisible in the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation, drew out the Maoshan Evil Armor Sword and was secretly warned.

This hundred ghosts' night walk is difficult to deal with. If the girl in white dress is in trouble, Zhuge Lei will naturally not sit still and will definitely help. Although he has never known each other, the talisman technique of the girl in white dress is from the Maoshan lineage. Zhuge Lei couldn't help but develop a close heart.

What's more, red flowers, green leaves and white lotus roots are a family in the world. Even if this girl is not from the Maoshan School, Zhuge Lei will draw his sword to help.

The girl in the white dress heard the ghost on the west side smiling like a tide, and her face looked solemn. She retreated back to the back of the altar, holding a peach wood sword in her hand, waiting for the battle.

Ke Laogui laughed: "Little girl, the night of a hundred ghosts is here. Unless you have three heads and six arms, you are destined to be unable to escape this disaster!"

While speaking, the dark ghost team was almost several feet away, spreading like a tide.

It is said that a hundred ghosts are walking in the night, but in fact, there are more than 10,000 ghosts here!

Although there are not many evil ghosts here, tens of thousands of ghosts gather together and tides are coming, and the impact on the altar can be imagined.

The girl in the white dress ignored Ke Laogui. She pointed the peach wood sword in her hand to the ground on the west side of the altar, and drew in the air, chanting a spell:

"One painting turns into a river, two paintings turn into a sea, three paintings the Yellow River flows against the current, four paintings drive evil into the well and prisoners. The Heavenly Dead Thunder God, Hell Thunder God, Water Hell Thunder God, Fire Hell Thunder God, Three Pure Ones, Fengdu Orders!"

Amid the sound of spells, a faint golden light suddenly flashed on the ground on the west side of the altar, and a pattern of the word "well" slowly floated up, about one foot from the ground, flickering unsteadily.

Immediately, the girl in the white dress used a peach wood sword to point to the front and back sides and behind, activates the talisman, and three more "well" characters appeared.

There are four "well" characters in total, floating around the altar, which is very fantasy.

"Maoshanjing Prison Curse, it's true that I am a fellow student of the Maoshan Sect!" Zhuge Lei saw it clearly this time, and he was even more certain about the identity of the girl in the white dress.

Maoshanjing Prison Curse is a talisman used to defend, and it has a blocking effect on all ghosts.

The woman in white dress drew four well prison curses to protect herself from the front, back and forth. It was obvious that she wanted to protect herself from the thousands of ghosts.

The power of this talisman is determined by the caster's Taoist conduct. The higher the Taoist conduct, the more powerful the talisman drawn will be.

The golden light of the Well Prison Curse in front of me was flashing and the energy was abundant. Zhuge Lei felt that the girl who painted the talismans might still be above him.

Huhu--

The wind was blowing, and the surging ghosts had already rushed to the front of the curse of the Well Prison.

The Jingzhu curse in four directions was urged by ghost energy, and slowly stood up to form a four-piece screen, like a shield, standing in front, back, left and right of the girl in white skirt.

The girl in the white dress stood among the four talismans, with a peach wood sword pointing to the sky, and a ghost stick pointing to the ground. Her face was cold and she didn't say a word.

Huhu...

However, the ghosts surged and the number was huge. They came over in an instant and surrounded the altar tightly.

There were countless evil ghosts who roared and grabbed in front of the curse of the Well Prison, trying to attack the girl in the white dress hiding in it.

Some old ghosts with deep Taoism do not avoid attacks and penetrate into the four-wheeled screen.

The girl in the white dress waved the peach wood sword and the ghost-bending stick and knocked back the ghosts that were squeezed in one by one. However, there were too many ghosts, and they continued to do so.

The small altar, in this concentrated cloud of ghosts, is like a small boat that will capsize at any time.

"Go to do it, take advantage of the situation and destroy this little ghost head!" Old Gui Ke was energetic and waved the soul-suming banner to pounce on the altar.

Wang Damazi's gang of subordinates also shouted and rushed over.

The number of people is too different, and the girl in white dress is ultimately defeated. Although she struggled to support her, the light of the Jingzhu Curse became weaker and weaker.

Judging from this situation, at most one stick of incense, the girl in white dress will be swallowed by the ghost team here.

Mid-ran, Ke Laogui's ghost claw broke through the Jingzhu curse and grabbed the shoulder of the girl in the white dress. Sensen sneered: "Damn girl, I've said a long time ago that the magic of the Maoshan Sect can't stop the night walk of the hundred ghosts. I think you'd better accept your fate!"

"Fuck, who said that the Maoshan Sect's magic cannot stop the hundreds of ghosts from walking in the night!?" Zhuge Lei shouted loudly and flashed out of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation.
Chapter completed!