Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 748 Breaking into the Spiritual House at Night (1)

In the house, the gloomy atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier.

Fan Denglong and the two touched into the house on the west side, where Liang Fan had probed before.

"You mean, all the powerful things are gathered in this building?"

The two of them just pushed the door open and walked in. As for the lock on the door, it was rotten in two. Anyway, Lu Hua rarely came back here.

After entering the living room, Fan Denglong began to ask.

"It shouldn't be wrong,"

Liang Fan said with some certainty that although he couldn't recognize it directly with his eyes like Fan Denglong, he believed in his own feelings very much. This house gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Since this is the case, should we go outside first to see if there is anything unusual?"

Fan Denglong nodded his head to agree with what Liang Fan said, but how to find out the reason for the formation of the spirit house here, he is a numb paw.

He left Liquanjian in the hotel to protect Sun Qian, and He Yuexian was far away in Chongyang, so none of the experienced seniors around him could be counted on.

"Well, if you ask me, I think it's more reliable to ask the gods in the sky."

Liang Fan also rolled his eyes directly. He is the second best in Jianghu, but don't forget that before the second best, he is a descendant of immortal medicine. Catching ghosts is the job of Maoshan Taoist priests. There is a huge difference between the two thousands of miles.

There is a specialization in the arts industry, and the two bold guys with high arts skills have no idea.

"Okay, since everyone doesn't know, then just ignore everything and go back to the yard to have a look."

Liang Fan could only do his best, and it was impossible to expect him to come up with ideas, so Fan Denglong could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.Let's see if we can use our limited experience in Hengshi to find some clues.

I looked at my phone, it was already nine o'clock, not too late, I had time to look for it.

The two went out of the yard and searched around the houses on the west side.

Nothing was found, although there were a lot of flowers and plants, but it was in accordance with the conventional greening mode, and no problems could be found.

"It looks like the problem is inside the house,"

Fan Denglong said in a deep voice, just at this moment, he glanced at the house that he came out of earlier, and immediately jumped into it.

The ability to see through both eyes has been turned on since entering the house, and once ghosts appear, they will never escape his eyes.

Entering the room, standing in the middle of the living room, I saw ghosts emerging from the ground one by one.

His hands were waving wildly, his eyes were lifeless and empty, and he was not as conscious as the ghosts Fan Denglong had seen before. In other words, these ghosts had existed for a long, long time.

Surrounded by Yin Qi, this group of unconscious ghosts rushed towards Fan Denglong and the others one by one.

Liang Fan instinctively shouted, "Here we are."

The long sword was thrown out, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the cold light flickered.

Liang Fan can only rely on his own feelings, but such random swordsmanship still has some lethality, because the relatively spacious living room has been crowded by these ghosts at this time, Fan Denglong and Liang Fan are only surrounded by There is a little room to stand.

Moreover, the ghosts emerging from the ground seem to have no tendency to stop.

When Liang Fan struck down with his sword, at least two ghosts shattered into the void and turned into Yin Qi floating around, but there were still dense numbers of ghosts rushing forward.

Fan Denglong tilted his head and looked at Liang Fan. This guy is still doing his job well. It doesn't look like he has encountered any difficult things.

"Hey, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and help."

Liang Fan shouted loudly from the side.

"Don't worry, I'm just some little guys now, you warm up first, I have to save energy to deal with strong enemies."

Said an impeccable reason, in fact, Fan Denglong really intends to keep his mind to observe.

In just a few minutes, there were no fewer than fifty ghosts who fell under Liang Fan's sword, but on the contrary, the whole living room seemed even more crowded. Except for Fan Denglong and his standing place, other places were full of teeth and claws. Ghosts, endless.

It's also fortunate that Liang Fan couldn't see the essence, otherwise he must have quit in his heart.

The cloudiness in the air became even more intense, but what surprised Fan Denglong was the group of ghosts that just emerged from the ground.

Compared with the ghosts who didn't have any thinking consciousness before, or were just ghosts, the ghosts who just emerged are much more powerful.

Pairs of green eyes looked at Fan Denglong, and a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The ghosts that could only be used as cannon fodder in the past slowly moved towards this side, and the ones that emerged later were all the same as these.

"Brother, this is not the time to play, work hard."

Liang Fan's sword dance became more and more frequent, and gradually became a little difficult.

After the group of ghosts came out, all the ghosts flocked to this side, not caring about casualties or the like.

Can the ghosts that emerge from behind command the cannon fodder before?

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Fan Denglong's mind, but it was replaced by another thought afterwards.

The long spear shot out suddenly, sweeping away thousands of troops with one move, with spiritual energy in it, the shot was unstoppable.

An invisible ripple swayed in the hall, and all the ghosts hit were instantly scattered.

The hall was emptied, leaving only a group of black air that was about to condense into substance rolling in the hall, changing its shape from time to time, as if something was struggling.

"Good guy,"

Liang Fan looked greedily at the spear in Fan Denglong's hand. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that swords are given to heroes. This spear is a treasure, and anyone who practices martial arts will covet it.

"Do you feel that something is wrong?"

Fan Denglong ignored Liang Fan's words and asked another question.

"Well, I haven't seen you for a day, it seems that the strength of the ghosts here has become weaker."

In the two fights, Liang Fan only needed a little comparison to feel strange.

At this time, there was no other thing in the hall. Liang Fan thought that Fan Denglong had wiped out all the ghosts just now, so he couldn't help feeling a little more envious of the spear in his hand.

"It's not getting weaker,"

Fan Denglong said with a heavy face.

Looking at the cloud of black air next to the ceiling of the hall, "Hurry up and rest, there will be a tough battle to fight later."

"You mean?"

Liang Fan seemed to understand a little bit.

"That's right. The ghosts you and I killed just now have been hovering here since they turned into Yin Qi. I guess more powerful ghosts will come out soon."

Before the words fell, there was another ghost struggling to climb up from the floor of the hall.

Liang Fan's face changed drastically, this time the ghost's aura was much stronger than the one he came last night.

(End of this chapter)