dead child, ghost carrying coffin

As everyone prepared their own preparations, the sound of war drums became crazier and the sound of horns became louder!

Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and a large group of dark clouds rolled up, completely covering the moonlight.

There are also countless lightning bolts that look like silver dragons, wandering among the clouds, as if they may strike a thunderbolt at any time.

Seeing such a scene, the zombies and the group of ghosts became restless.

After Sancai's dead body and Mai's grandma screamed repeatedly, they managed to calm down.

The deaf mother-in-law put away all the emotions in her heart and adjusted herself to the best state.

Holding up the wolf-skull stick in his hand, he strode up to the altar while reciting aloud the simple syllables that others could not understand.

Grandma Mai and others can't intervene in Wu Zhu's own affairs.

He could only look at each other with the Chang family, and wanted to take Hu Fei'er and Chan Ruyu down the altar.

But the Hu family fairy is uncharacteristically, changing her usual obedient and obedient attitude.

Shaking his head resolutely, he followed closely beside the deaf mother-in-law.

The two masters of the Chang family were taken aback when they saw this, and they were about to speak to persuade them but were stopped by Grandma Mai's sigh.

"Forget it, let this child go!"

"The deaf girl really wants to have troubles, this child can blame herself to death!"

"Hey, it's hard for him to be liked by Fei'er, it's really a blessing in eight lifetimes!"

At the same time, the deaf mother-in-law also noticed Hu Fei'er beside her.

Wanting to let her go down, she could see the resolute eyes of Fairy Hu, and swallowed the words again.

He just gently pulled Hu Fei'er's little hand that was as white as jade, and said with deep meaning.

"If it doesn't work in a while, girl, go to the old sister Mai."

"Grandma is gone, if you want to follow, who will take care of Xiaojiu?"

"You have the heart to see him alone?!"

When Hu Fei'er heard this, a complicated look flashed across his face.

Without making any statement, he still stood firmly in place.

It seemed that even if thousands of troops rushed from the opposite side and thunder fell from the mountains of knives, they couldn't make her move half a cent!

It was too late to say anything, and suddenly the sound of horns and war drums became even louder.

The four paper figurine soldiers shouted in unison: "The ceremony is complete, and the witch wishing ceremony begins!"

In an instant, the dark wind howled, and there were thousands of ghosts crying in the middle;

A few of the most vicious ones have passed through Wu Shang, showing terrifying faces that block the sky and the sun in the clouds!

Each one is so huge that just these few have covered the entire sky!

However, these ghosts don't seem to be united, but bite each other as soon as they appear, completely ignoring the deaf mother-in-law below who is chanting witch spells loudly.

The deaf mother-in-law knows very well that she must base her own strength on the basis of her own strength when talking to such a ghost.

Otherwise, the other party will not talk to you at all, let alone negotiate well!

Therefore, the old man shouted angrily, and poured blood wine into the air.

Where the blood and wine passed, the nine groups of cloudy thunder quickly condensed.

It is the secret technique that Wuzhu Wuzhu can use: Ancestral Thunder from Heaven!

The fierce ghosts who were biting each other in the air stopped and stared at the deaf mother-in-law on the altar.

One of them was dressed similarly to that of the old man, except that the paint on its face was more complicated, and there was a flash of clarity in its eyes.

"The next generation?!"

"Five... Yu, Wu?!"

Seeing this, the deaf mother-in-law didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly performed a standard etiquette among witches.

At the same time, he said loudly.

"Little Witch King Zhang pays his respects to Master Tianwu!"

Seeing this, the Seven-Feathered Heavenly Witch in Wu Shang felt a little relieved on his grim face.

Even speaking is much smoother.

"Good good!"

"I don't want Wu Zhu's lineage to be cut off because of old age!"

"Junior, hurry up and join hands with me to destroy this crown prince and deposed empress, break the confinement, and reproduce the world of my witch family!"

When the remnant soul of the Seven Feathers Heavenly Witch said this, the clarity on his face had disappeared, and he turned into a ferocious ghost again.

Such a scene seems to have been expected by the deaf mother-in-law.

She held up the wolf skull staff without hesitation and said loudly.

"Master Tianwu's enlightenment!"

"I wish Yimai follows the will of heaven, obeys nature, and communicates with heaven and earth!"

"Aiming at the world of human affection, there is no reason to rebel!"

"My lord, please rein in the precipice and put things right in time!"

Hearing the words, Qiyu Tianwu was instantly furious, and no longer cared about the other evil spirits around him, he stretched out a big withered and wrinkled hand from the clouds with a whistling sound.

The big hand is engraved with mysterious blood-colored charms.

"The younger generation is unfilial, dare to question this witch, damn it!"

Seeing this scene, the deaf mother-in-law secretly said, "No!"

Hastily waved the bone staff, and recited the mysterious incantation sound even more urgently.

I saw the nine regiments of ancestral thunder floating in the air immediately launched and greeted the big hand.

There was a rumbling bang, and lightning flashed everywhere.

Even the sound of horns and drums was suppressed.