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The opponent's speed was very fast, and the prototype could not be distinguished clearly. All he knew was that it was a black mist.

The woman stood holding a sword, her white left hand was stained red with blood, and the wound was bleeding uncontrollably, falling to the ground along her fingertips.

Strange blood flowers appeared on the ground.

The air froze for a moment, and the atmosphere was tense. In addition to the sound of wind, there was Shu Jinsheng's shrill scream.

The black mist enveloped Meng Xingluan in the blink of an eye.

"Senior sister!"

Song Nanzhu watched the woman being swallowed up, and was so anxious that he ran over desperately, but Bo Zili grabbed his wrist.

"Second Senior Brother, let me go! I'll go over and help Senior Sister..."

"Calm down Song Nanzhu! What can you do in the past? Don't hold senior sister back."

Among the several senior brothers, only Meng Xingluan and senior brother Shen Que have high martial arts values, while the remaining ones each have their own merits.

Summer eucalyptus... belongs to the relatively useless type.

He can only scratch the surface of everything, and he is also extremely afraid of ghosts.

Bo Zili and Song Nanzhu are good at drawing talismans, and ghost hunting can only catch the lowest kind of lonely ghosts.

Their master, Taoist Priest Qingxu, mainly recruits disciples who follow their own desires and are very different from each other.

The powerful one can break through the sky, the useless one... is chased by ghosts.

"But senior sister, she..."

Song Nanzhu's eyes were red, and his face was full of worry for the woman.

The same is true for Bo Zili.

But he knew clearly that in the past, they had only given away people's lives.

"We have to believe senior sister."

at the same time.

Meng Xingluan was temporarily blind in the black fog.

It was pitch black.

Countless howls penetrated the eardrums and hit the soul, giving people an unbearable headache.

Meng Xingluan put his sword back on the ground and stabilized his swaying body.

"It hurts……"

"Let my child go. If you ask for my life, I will give it to you. Please let him go..."

"You devil! Murderer!"

"You will not have a good death. Kill my whole family and I will curse you to become beasts!"

……

Various sounds intertwined together, and hatred pierced the sky. Meng Xingluan held his breath and concentrated, his vision was reduced to darkness, and his hearing was many times more sensitive than usual.

It's not easy for women.

The disgusting rotten smell filled her nose, exactly the same as what she had smelled before.

She endured the turmoil in her stomach and drew the talisman with one hand, but every move was noticed by the black mist, and a few strands separated and wrapped around her hand.

The pain is bone-piercing.

It was visible to the naked eye that Meng Xingluan had slowed down the speed of drawing the talisman. Her face turned pale, and she pressed her lips tightly to swallow the muffled moan.

The drawing of the talisman is coming to an end.

Black mist was obviously angry.

It condensed into a big mass and attacked this way. Meng Xingluan's eyes were cold. The last second before the black mist touched her, the last stroke of the talisman was completed.

In an instant, golden light suddenly appeared, directly driving back the disgusting black mist.

Meng Xingluan closed his eyes and waited until he got used to the light before opening them.

Vision goes from blurry to clear.

The black mist was dispersed by her golden light, but quickly condensed again.

Shu Jinsheng, who was rolling behind him, had completely adapted to the pain.

He picked up his ear that had been chopped off by the woman and quickly ran to Black Mist.

The man's pale skin was stained with dried blood, and the hair on the side where one ear was missing was stuck to the wound.

People who feel pain when the wind blows feel their scalp numb.

He no longer concealed his murderous intention towards Meng Xingluan, he said with a ferocious smile: "Meng Xingluan, today is the day you die!"

Black mist floated around Shu Jinsheng, and after receiving his order, he immediately launched an attack on Meng Xingluan.

This time Meng Xingluan was on guard.

She directly raised the Evil Killing Sword and faced him.

This invisible black mist obviously has real power around it, which is different from Shu Jinsheng's ability to make loud thunder and small raindrops.

Meng Xingluan's eyes flashed with eagerness to try.

As if she couldn't feel the pain from the wound on her arm, the beating was extremely intense.

The two sides are going back and forth, and for the time being there is no clear distinction.

Shu Jinsheng stood nearby and first forced the Gu worms out of his body. Because the delay was too long, he did not have the same luck as Meng Xingluan. He had to dig out a piece of meat to find the Gu worms that were feeding frantically.

Its size has grown again.

This time, Shu Jinsheng threw him directly to the ground, then raised his foot and crushed him to death.

The thick green juice burst out directly, Shu Jinsheng was full of malice.

He looked in Meng Xingluan's direction again.

Find the right opportunity to sneak attack.

Meng Xingluan began to feel a little tired.

This black mist... is really troublesome and cannot be killed for a while.

Meng Xingluan began to retreat toward the abandoned factory, and gave Song Nanzhu and the others a signal to leave.

There was a wounded person among the three of them. Song Nanzhu was so strong that he directly carried the person on his shoulders and walked as fast as flying.

Shu Jinsheng didn't bother to care about these idle people.

They are all a bunch of trash. Only by killing Meng Xingluan can he truly vent his hatred.

The man dragged his injured body step by step towards the factory. The black mist chased Meng Xingluan closely, and soon the woman's figure completely disappeared from sight.

Shu Jinsheng's smile gradually became wilder.

He said: "You guard me and don't let Meng Xingluan escape! As long as she dies, I will feed you more ghosts when you get back!"

The black mist is a monster built up by all the evil ghosts, and its strength is also built up layer by layer.

He could see that Meng Xingluan had been injured by the black mist.

There were no wounds on the surface, but the internal body eroded by the mist was definitely seriously injured.

Shu Jinsheng felt comfortable.

The black mist obeyed his orders, and the scattered black air enveloped the entire factory, blocking the light, and the darkness began to swallow up the light.

The man stood outside the factory with sinister eyes. Suddenly he started touching his pockets, as if he was looking for something.

Soon, he took out a wet yellow talisman paper.

Fire Talisman.

He walked forward slowly, the pain coming from his body making him even more excited. Shu Jinsheng used his uninjured hand to pick up the talisman tremblingly, muttering unfamiliar words silently in his mouth. In an instant, the talisman spontaneously ignited, and the hot temperature burned the man. The skin of your fingers.

Shu Jinsheng let out a weird laugh.

The next second he let go.

The burning talisman fell to the ground, and the dark traces on the ground were instantly ignited. In an instant, the factory door was engulfed in flames.

……

Meng Xingluan took the Evil Killing Sword and found a hidden location to hide.

Her sword hand was shaking.

The yin energy rushing through her body made her frown.

The lower lip had been bitten and bled.

His eyes were cold.

Today she officially saw what Shu Liang and his son secretly raised.

People are not humans and ghosts are not ghosts.

It can even be called a gas that smells rotten.

This thing is extremely cunning and sinister.

The mist is harmless on the surface, but once it touches the skin and penetrates into your body, it's a different story.

Meng Xingluan adjusted his breathing.

With his back against the uneven wall, his nose suddenly moved, and a burning smell approached directly.

There is fire.

The woman instantly stood up from the ground using her sword as a point of support. She raised her eyes and looked outside. The sky was no longer visible, and was completely shrouded in black mist.

Meng Xingluan began to look for other exits.

Now the result of a head-on confrontation is that both sides will suffer losses.

The fire ahead was burning more and more fiercely, black smoke was lingering, but the sound of helicopter propellers was heard overhead.

Meng Xingluan raised his head subconsciously.

All the woman could see was the black mist. She thought it was Song Nanzhu and the others, but the people coming down the rope ladder were obviously not any of them.

Meng Xingluan half-squinted his eyes.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the rope ladder began to sway greatly from side to side.

At the same time, Black Mist also started making small moves.

It directly used the rotten smell it carried to grind the rope. In less than thirty seconds, the ladder broke.

The man above fell straight down.

But he didn't hit the ground on his head as expected. Instead, he was extremely skilled. He turned over neatly and rolled on the spot and landed firmly.

The moment the man raised his head, Meng Xingluan was stunned.