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The late night fog shrouded the quiet mountain village, and the moon occasionally appeared from the thick black clouds. The faint moonlight shone on the ground, adding a bit of coldness and gloominess.

Suddenly, Xiao Qian shouted nervously, "Sister, here we come!"

The air around him suddenly condensed, bringing with it an eerie cool breeze that blew across Yang Zimei's skin. His hairs stood up sensitively, and his spine felt slightly chilly.

The whisk in Yuqing's hand also trembled slightly...

Yang Zimei and Yuqing looked at each other and ducked behind the big trees on both sides.

On the muddy and winding path ahead, a person walked slowly.

He is very thin and tall, wearing a big hat that covers his face, a black robe, and a black skull crutch. He is swinging slightly like a scarecrow in the night wind.

, hunting sound.

Behind him, the troops were neatly divided into five groups, followed by poisonous snakes, centipedes, toads, spiders and scorpions, jumping, crawling, and sliding, all in order, without any chaos.

Behind him, there was a baby vampire floating in the air. From time to time, he would playfully jump onto the man's shoulders, and from time to time, he would let out a naughty giggle that sounded extremely childish, but seemed extremely weird in the night.

Yang Zimei looked at him with his heavenly eyes——

The evil aura on his body was ten times darker than that of Miluo, even strangely blood-black!

How many people did this person have to kill and how many crimes did he commit to do this?

Yang Zimei's fists clenched slightly.

The small iron tower in her hand also felt her emotions, and it made a slight throbbing sound, seeming to be very excited.

Yes, this little iron tower is perverted. The more evil things are, the more it likes them.

But, can it withstand the evil spirit of this ghost master this time?

The vampire who was jumping in front seemed to feel something. He suddenly stopped floating and jumped onto the shoulders of the ghost descendant. His young and strange face became very solemn. The dozens of red silk ropes tied on his head

Her little braids stood up.

Gaba, the ghost surrender master, felt the changes in his vampire ghost surrender and stopped moving forward.

The Five Poisons following them suddenly stopped and became a little confused. However, as if someone was directing them, they arranged their order instantly, looking like soldiers ready to go.

The skull on the crutch in Gaba's hand was rustling——

His single eye hidden under the bamboo hat narrowed slightly...

"go--"

His throat made a metallic, harsh sound.

The baby vampire received the order and immediately floated forward, aiming towards Taoist Priest Yuqing who was hiding behind the big tree.

Yang Zimei frowned slightly. They had been waiting for the ghost master to walk into the formation they had set up. Who knew that they discovered it in advance and found that the ghost master was still outside the formation.

"Giggle--"

The vampire let out bursts of laughter, stuck out his tongue from time to time, and attacked Yuqing with a strong evil spirit.

Yuqing recited the mantra, and the white silk whisk in her hand was like steel wire, sweeping towards the vampire——

His whisk is the largest magical weapon inherited from his ancestor, and it has extremely strong attack power against evil spirits.

But the vampire was not afraid of the whisk's attack power. He suddenly spun around Yuqing like a top, and his laughter expanded infinitely in the night, which was extremely creepy...

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