Eight-year-old little Celestial Master: Catching ghosts was broadcast live on the entire Internet

"Oh! It seems that the ghost has chosen a child!" The host tried his best to encourage the audience's enthusiasm, "Could it be that it likes to eat 'tender'?" Haha, just kidding, now it depends on how long the child can last! This black gas is not easy to deal with......"

At this time, the situation suddenly happened, and two lines of black liquid flowed out of the eyes of the other three without warning, and when they reached out to touch it, the liquid was already all over their faces.

"Ah!!h

This situation frightened many audiences, and the screams and cheers were mixed together, making the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

In front of the stage, the host secretly exclaimed for the realistic "acting skills" of the group performers, and continued to shout at the microphone: "Everyone, look! This black gas is so raw, our three audiences can't support

it!" "Don't worry, our master Ma will treat them as soon as possible

!" "The little friend holds on! You're the only one!"

His cry full of affection incited the emotions of many bold audiences to the peak, and there were people who raised their arms and shouted as far as they could see.

The host looked at the atmosphere of the audience with satisfaction, and said to the headset: "Director, you are so good, the arrangement is so wonderful!"

The other party was silent for a long time before replying with a trembling voice: "I didn't arrange these......" ......

"Ah, director, ......" The host was about to ask, but found that his face was wet.

When I raised my hand and touched it, my fingertips were stained with a black viscous liquid.

The pain hit, and before he could understand what was going on, he screamed and fainted.

No one bothered to save him, the staff on both sides of the stage were already in a mess, and some people fell down with black water in their eyes one after another, which didn't match their original design at all!

The director wanted to ask Master Ma for help, but this old guy had already slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

"Fart is useless!" the director scolded angrily, and collapsed to the ground in front of him.

Under the black air, the whole stage was enveloped in an eerie atmosphere. Except for the sharp "clattering sound", there was no other movement.

More and more viewers noticed that things had changed, and the seeds of fear sprouted in everyone's hearts, and the crowd soon became restless.

"Heavenly Spirit...... Tianling!" Li Man was dragged by Baishuang with all his might, and said hoarsely, "Tianling, are you still there

!" "Mom, I'm fine! You protect yourself!"

Seeing that the black qi was about to spread to the audience, Zhang Tianling gritted his teeth, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Tianling's palm flipped, and four streamers burst out instantly, all of which were high-level talismans with the effect of suppressing souls and driving away evil spirits.

I had hoped that they would be able to temporarily suppress the black gas, but after the four rays of light shot into the black air mass around the clay pot, they disappeared like mud cows entering the sea, and they didn't even set off a single wave.

Without giving Zhang Tianling time to be surprised, the crockpot suddenly trembled and burst out with a deep black light. The intensity of this black mang, which is by no means unique to the world, is more like coming from the depths of hell, and those who have cowardice in their hearts will surely perish under its illumination.

Although Zhang Tianling has aura to protect his body, he will never dare to take it lightly.

His face became even more grim, and he dodged backwards as he flexed his fingers and popped out an illusory wave.

Although there was only one, it condensed one-third of his pure spiritual power, piercing the black light with incomparable divine power, and hitting the clay pot head-on.

The effect of this blow was remarkable, and the black light around the crockpot retracted a lot, and Zhang Tianling immediately came to a conclusion when he saw this--the things in this crockpot are afraid of

spiritual power! Since you are not afraid of talismans, then I will use the simplest and rude way to confront you!

Zhang Tianling wanted to mobilize spiritual power again, but his heart trembled suddenly, and his face turned a lot pale.

With such a huge consumption of spiritual power, with the strength of his mere seven spiritual products, it is still difficult to make many shots.

[Alarm, alarm, abnormal movement of the tank has been detected, and the seal is about to be broken.]

[The results of the analysis show that the remnant soul of the monster is sealed in the jar.] How

could it be possible!

Zhang Tianling felt horrified after a long absence. If he hadn't been told by the system, he would never have considered the possibility of a "monster".

This is an extremely evil existence, and the explanation for its origin in ancient books is that humans, ghosts, animals, and even gods may be "demonized" under certain extreme conditions.

Unlike the spirit nature of ghosts, monsters are "life" in the true sense of the word.

They are the actual masters of the underworld, and the ghosts can only be regarded as "under the fence".

Two years ago, the ghost gate was opened, and only a few monsters with mediocre strength appeared, and it didn't take long for them to be eradicated by the Heavenly Master's Mansion in one fell swoop.

Since then, there has been no trace of the monster, so where did the contents of this jar come from?

Could it be that it is a fish that has been handed down from ancient times to the present day and has not been confiscated by the Heavenly Master's Mansion?