The ultimate ghost expert

Just as he wanted to get up, the ninth-rank female ghost had already grabbed him with her ten fingers.

There was no way, Sui Yingmao immediately fought back.

Two great masters fought to the death on the snow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Xiaochuan beat everyone regardless of human beings or ghosts.

Without those two masters, that one is his opponent!

"Oh, what the hell, you actually help a ghost..."

"Nimma, where are you from? You didn't hit people just now, why are you beating ghosts?"

"Lao Tzu...fuck me, the hero has mercy..."

In just a few tens of seconds, Bai Xiaochuan was like a ghost. Among humans and ghosts, he only saw butterflies wearing flowers. His feet did not touch the ground. Regardless of humans and ghosts, everyone came.

No matter people or ghosts are involved, they are very annoyed and very angry.

"Ding, hang the ghost armor, this person must be insane, the blood value will be increased by 1!"

"Ding, hang Ghost B, my brain hurts, there is this kind of fighting madness joining, and the blood value will be increased by 1!"

"Ding……"

After wave after wave of qi and blood, Bai Xiaochuan laughed "haha", and the "swipe" disappeared again!

I call you ancestors.

Hit and run, your guerrilla tactics are good!

Here, Bai Xiaochuan "swipes" and returns to the stronghold.

Yang Hailiang: "..."

How big is this? You've been going back and forth several times, and everyone who sees it is dizzy.

"Hao Gaoxin!"

"What?"

Hao Gaoxin continued to study the talismans without looking up.

"Do you still have that deceitful talisman? I'm giving you a few, preferably the group attack one..."

As soon as he mentioned the talisman, Hao Gaoxin immediately came to his head.

"I have the newly developed fart talisman, do you want to try it, teacher..."

"What? The Fart Talisman!" Yang Hailiang has seen how bad this guy's Talisman is, and he can imagine such things as the Fart Talisman, how abnormal you are.

When Bai Xiaochuan heard it, he was overjoyed: "Try it..."

Everyone: "..."

Sure enough, every teacher must have his disciples, neither is a good thing.

Yang Hailiang and others have already begun to mourn for the members of the menstrual ghost exorcism group. If you encounter such a scammer, you can rest in peace!

Here Sui Yingmao and the Ninth Grade Hanged Ghost finally separated, stood up from the snow, and were staring at each other.

Sui Yingmao's face was scratched and scratched, and there were large and small wounds on it.

The Ninth Grade Hanged Ghost was not much better, she was supposed to be stronger, but she had to jump a few times every now and then, which was too bad, Sui Yingmao seized the opportunity, K a few times, the circles of her eyes were purple.

As for the Ninth Grade Hanged Ghost, he still had to dance a few times from time to time to enjoy himself while standing there.

"Hey, why don't you fight anymore?"

When the two listened, they jumped a few steps at the same time and hit your mother Maipi.

Sui Yingmao had a resentful look on his face, I could see that this bitch just wants to make a profit, and I won't let you get it.

He forgot, at first he was the one who wanted to be the oriole!

"Hehe, this is not good, let me help you!"

After Bai Xiaochuan finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the yellow talisman went up to the sky.

The two couldn't help looking up at the sky, a yellow shadow flew up to a height of more than ten meters, and exploded with a "pop".

The Nine-Pin Hanged Ghost was taken aback: "The chili noodles are here again..."

"What chili noodles!" Sui Yingmao looked puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes.

Couldn't help secretly shouting that it's not good, this kid made a sneak attack.

Just when I was about to fight back, the person in front of me was gone...

At this moment, the power of the yellow talisman enveloped the entire battlefield, there were sixty or seventy people on both sides, and none of them fell, and the powder of the yellow talisman stood on everyone.

"What the hell?" Someone asked in confusion.

Chapter 352 Collective Collapse

"What the hell?"

Not only people, but even ghosts are asking.

Ninth Grade Hanged Ghost, with a broken expression on his face, danced and said, "Chili noodles..."

"what?"

Both human and ghost are looking at the nine-rank hanged ghost with eyes that look at the mentally retarded, do you think we believe this?

Chili noodles?How can there be such chili noodles.

Are you cheating on ghosts?There must be logic in talking nonsense...

"Huh?" The Ninth Grade Hanged Ghost moved a little away, and she also got on her body, but she didn't feel any discomfort. It was far from the burning pain just now when she touched her body.

Doesn't seem like paprika?

She frowned, this guy has no reason to come and shoot a cannon and run away, according to this cheap attribute, he will never leave unless he cheats!

"Ah, my stomach hurts!"