I Can Brush Attributes

The dilapidated temple, at the moment when the bell rang, the gloomy wind gushes, and bursts of howl burst forth.

woo~

Wails like weeping and shrill ghost roars came from all directions of the temple mountain.

The big fat man who was chatting with Wang Ping stared at the foot of the mountain, his scalp numb for a moment, and his face paled in shock.

At the foot of the mountain, I do not know when countless lonely and wild ghosts appeared, and the number was so numerous that they were densely packed, as if the gates of the underworld were open, Yin soldiers crossed the border, and hundreds of ghosts traveled.

Everyone's pupils searched suddenly, looking at the ghosts at the foot of the mountain, they couldn't tell how many kinds of ghosts there were.

Hanged ghosts, life-threatening ghosts, fire ghosts, dog ghosts, cat ghosts...

Not only in the due east where Wang Ping is located, but at almost the same time, a large number of ghosts appeared in other directions of Miaoshan.

To the northwest, halfway up the mountain there is a river leading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the person in charge of the west was located here, and a government official appeared awe-inspiring and shouted loudly.

"Everyone pay attention! Never let..."

Whoa!

Before he finished speaking, a ghost hand, withered white and covered with black veins, rushed out from the river next to it. The ghost hand carried the huge river and rolled out of the river, and sat down to the government official.

Before the screams could be heard, the government official was dragged into the water.

The expressions of the others changed greatly.

"Leave the river, there are water ghosts, specter-level ghosts!"

A Taoist priest from the Taoist line took out a stack of ten yellow talismans painted with dark red cinnabar with his fingers close together around his waist.

The yellow talisman is like an arrow, like the cherry blossoms all over the sky falling on the river, and the thunder and lightning as thick as the fingers of the supreme Tao burst out, like a thunder penalty from the sky, bombarding the river.

Immediately, there were shrill screams in the river.

In this dark night, under the light of thunder, it was clearly visible that the water ghosts in Hanoi were struck by lightning and turned into ashes.

As soon as the water ghost died, the Taoist priest holding the dark red cinnabar and yellow talisman did not stretch his brows and stared at the surface of the water.

He kept his eyes on the river, watching closely, while shouting at the surrounding Taoist priests and government officials.

"Stay away from the river, leave this water ghost to me..."

At the moment when his voice sounded, he seemed to seize the flaw in the Taoist priest's exit. The calm river surface was boiling like water, and black water erupted.

The black water was as sharp as a sharp arrow, with hundreds of paths, rushing towards the yellow talisman suspended above the river, piercing it, and most of the black water shot at the Taoist priests.

"Beast! You dare!"

The Taoist priest sighed softly and his voice was like a flood.

For a time, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

Not only this Taoist priest was fighting fiercely, when the bell on the top of the mountain rang, it seemed like the bell of death, and like the sound of the drum of war, the battle was about to break out, and battles broke out on all sides of the temple.

The outburst of yin qi made the ghosts go crazy, attracting hundreds of ghosts, among which there were even ghost-level ghosts.

Zhang Yan's body is surrounded by golden cinnabar and yellow talismans, pinching her fingers, and the yellow talisman around her body shrouds her body with radiance, blocking the attacks of ghosts and other spirits.

At the same time, the yellow talismans in his pocket seemed to have a spirit, and they flew out one by one, attacking a Specter and other lonely ghosts in front of him.

"what!!"

Li Gui let out a shrill scream, and his body exploded, turning into wisps of Yin Qi.

The ghosts around, the ghosts who are lonely and wild ghosts die, their eyes twinkle and they choose to devour them, frantically swallowing the dead ghosts' Yin Qi to strengthen themselves, and then deal with Taoist priests and government officials.

Zhang Yan frowned, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

This is the first time she has encountered so many ghosts, more than the last artificial lake of Pengcheng Institute of Technology, and much more powerful.

If it wasn't for the baptism of Taoist Taoism this time, her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and her Taoism has increased sixfold. If she used her previous strength, Zhang Yan would definitely be in danger this time.

After all, at that time, he couldn't deal with Specter, at most he could contain Specter and couldn't exorcise it.

Unfortunately, not everyone is a powerful Taoist like Zhang Yan. Their strength has always been at the forefront of the younger generation, and others are not.

The battle between ghosts and people started, and as time passed, the battle did not stop, but became more and more tragic and bloody.

After the fierce battle, everyone has found that the number of ghosts has not decreased until now, but has increased.

A steady stream of ghosts came from afar.

When people are exhausted, ghosts seem to have none.

Every time a ghost is killed, other ghosts will devour the yin qi that the ghost has transformed into, replenishing their own strength, plus the increasing number of ghosts, one to two, the number of ghosts is maintained at a certain amount, but the overall strength has increased. .

Everyone's face is solemn, how many ghosts are there?

"what!!"

Due to the south, screams full of unwillingness sounded.

A government official who was full of yin energy and drove the power of the ghost in his body to fight the ghost was torn in half by a bear ghost.

Regardless of whether they were alive or turned into ghosts, such ferocious animals as bears are extremely powerful even if they become ghosts, and they are even more terrifying after turning into ghosts.  …

"No, that bear ghost has reached the top level, kill it! Don't let it swallow it."

Some government officials exclaimed, and their expressions changed suddenly.

The night was bloody, doomed to madness and murder.

Although Taoist priests and government officials were much stronger than ghosts in terms of overall combat power, this did not make ghosts timid.

For ghosts, tonight may be death, but it is also a gluttonous feast, an opportunity to take oneself to a higher level, or even undergo a qualitative change.

Neither side is willing to give up.

The slaughter continues, and there are slaughterings in all directions of Miaoshan, ghosts are dying, and people are dying.

However!

There is one orientation that is different, and it is different from other places.

That is due east.

Chi!

As if the air was sharply oppressed and cut, bursts of piercing clanging erupted.

Boom!

Accompanied by the sound of air cutting, a monstrous noise spread all over the due east, and even the northeast and southeast adjacent to the due east could be clearly heard.

For a time, people and ghosts in the northeast and southeast changed their colors.

"What happened over there due to the east?"

"Who is this in the east at war?"

at the same time.

Due East.

At this moment, the Taoist priests and government officials guarding the due east were stunned, looking at a ghost-free area with a radius of 40 meters ahead, shocked to the point of being speechless.

In that area, a forty-meter-long knife-scarred crack opened in the ground, flying sand and rocks, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Soon, the billowing smoke and dust dissipated, and the area revealed its true face.

At the edge of the strip, Wang Ping stood there, there was no ghost around, and everyone looked at him in horror.

To be precise, he was looking at the 40-meter saber-cutting saber on Wang Ping's shoulder.

That picture is so striking...

A man holding a 40-meter broadsword on his shoulders, standing there, there is no doubt that the arrogance of the bastard is leaking.

Whether it was a ghost or a person, they were all looking at Wang Ping, staring blankly.

at this time.

Wang Ping, holding a 40-meter sword, danced forward, causing bursts of wind whistling like a tiger's roar.

He pointed the 40-meter saber at the ghosts ahead, and shouted at the Taoist priests and government officials behind him.

"Little ones, Sa Yiku! (Follow me in Japanese)"

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