At the same time, a talisman on Wu Ming's body burned, and a golden light flashed, shaking, and the surrounding ghost soldiers were stagnant.

Tu Yanghao's eyes also showed a moment of loss of consciousness, and he immediately saw two fingers getting closer and closer.

"not good!"

He had this thought in his mind, and then he screamed and was pierced by Wu Ming's fingers and died so much that he could not die again.

"Since Tu Yanghao dies, it's your turn next!"

Wu Ming was holding bloody brain plasma in his hand, staring at Zheng Qian, but suddenly smiled.

"Damn it! The waste is indeed a waste, I'm useless to waste so many spiritual pills..."

Zheng Qian secretly hated him, and glanced out of the corner of his eyes. Seeing Shan Lan and Ling Guhong working together and supporting him under the storm-like attack of General Black Wind, he felt sure in his heart: "...How many talismans are left on you?"

"You don't have to worry about this!"

Wu Ming snorted coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and flew out with the sachet containing the quegui ball, exploded in the air. The black fog suddenly dissipated, and many ghosts screamed and retreated.

Taking this opportunity, he rushed forward and took Zheng Qian straight.

"Haha... Isn't the tricks of Qiandu have been exhausted?"

This scene fell into Zheng Qian's eyes. Wu Ming's family was exhausted, and the sign of using light of the talismans was a sign that he could not help but feel great peace in his heart and recited the magic mantra in his mouth.

The ghosts roared, and the black aura appeared on their bodies, turning into weapons, and their eyes became even more crazy.

At the same time, several seeds on the ground broke out from the ground and quickly turned into dark green vines, circling like poisonous snakes with spikes.

"It's now!"

A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and suddenly rushed out, and another kijiwan shot in his hand exploded.

The explosion of the two ghost pills immediately made the most fierce ghosts retreat.
Chapter completed!