Become a god from looting the rich

The haunted house is filled with mist, and the cold air penetrates the skin and erodes the marrow. A normal person stays in this place for a long time, and he will peel off if he is not dead.

"Obviously, the ghost aura is so heavy that it hasn't spread out because someone has stopped the ghost aura?"

Zhang Hang walked on the gloomy stairs, his smile on his face became stronger and stronger. All the signs in this haunted house indicated that he had come to the right place, but what made Zhang Hang regret was that he had not investigated the past of the haunted house properly and could seal the haunted house. It must be an expert who spread the strong ghost energy, maybe it has something to do with Longhushan.

"Brother, would you like to play a game with me?"

Suddenly a child appeared and pulled Zhang Hang's hand, staring at Zhang Hang with innocent eyes.

"This is a haunted house, isn't you a kid afraid of here?"

The child looked at Zhang Hang curiously: "Brother, this is my home, why should I be afraid?"

"Okay, then I will play with you."

After thinking about it, Zhang Hang agreed, and the child's innocent smile suddenly became hideous.

"Let's play peek-a-boo, if I catch my brother, he will play here with me for the rest of my life!"

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Zhang Hang stretched out his hand and grabbed the child in front of him with a cunning face.

"I have caught you, now it's up to you to promise me one condition."

The child's original hideous face suddenly froze, and it was the first time he saw Zhang Hang's routine after so many years.

"Big brother, I haven't hidden yet, it doesn't count."

"When I said the rules, I didn't say that I would wait for you to hide and catch you. Since I caught you, then take me to find the big sister who just came in."

The child wants to get rid of Zhang Hang's big hand, but Zhang Hang's hand is like a heavy mountain pressing the child's body.

"what!"

The child screamed, and a cloud of black air floated directly out of his body. The innocent smile quickly decomposed, and maggots crawled out of the decaying place.

"Children can't fool around."

Zhang Hang squinted his eyes, and a string of red chains suddenly jumped out in his hand, tying the child like rice dumplings. Under the red chains, the child became a hideous face, full of bruises, roaring evil spirits.

"If you don't learn well at a young age, you can come out like this to scare people."

Zhang Hang slapped the child directly on the head, and the originally hideous kid suddenly slumped and cried out.

"Can you look like a ghost, quickly take me to the big sister who just came in by bewitched, or I will wait until the day to throw you out!"

The child stopped crying abruptly, and looked at Zhang Hang grievously: "That big sister is the one whom the King of Ghosts likes. If you go to the King of Ghosts, you will be unhappy."

"Ghost King?"

According to the memory of celestial masters, those who can be called ghost kings have more than a hundred years of Taoism, and they can already wreak havoc in the daytime. At the beginning of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, the Dragon and Tiger Mountains were all out to annihilate the ghost kings in the world. , Longhushan also left the stage badly injured.

Unexpectedly, there is a ghost king hidden here.

"Have you ever seen a Taoist priest come here?"

The child shook his head, and replied thoughtfully: "It is said that two years ago, a very powerful person came here to surrender the ghost king and turned into the ghost king's puppet, and the one who took the young lady away was the puppet."

Zhang Hang screamed. It seems that this ghost king has something, but what he said he directly inherited Zhang Daoling's mantle, and his lineage also has more than two hundred years of Taoism. It should not be a big problem to deal with this ghost king.

After bullying and lure, the child grumbled and promised to take Zhang Hang to the ghost king to die.

Walking in the haunted house, the surrounding walls are slippery, and the embossed head looks quite realistic, even Zhang Hang's heartbeat is quickening.

"What are the walls here made of?"

Zhang Hang casually asked, who knows that the child looked at Zhang Hang innocently: "It's all human heads. After the ghost king occupies here, he moved his nest together."

I don't know why Zhang Hang clenched his fists unconsciously, and the golden light flashed in his palm.

"If you don't surrender this ghost king today, I will pretend to be a heavenly master!"

When the blood flowed up just for an instant, Zhang Hang, who had recovered his senses, was a little dazed, how could he say such awe-inspiring words?

"Is it affected by the blood of the heavenly master?"

As an orthodox descendant of the celestial master, subduing the demons and subduing the demons was originally the destiny. When Zhang Hang knew that so many lives had been lost here, the nature in his blood was exposed.

"This is not a good thing."

It’s better to get in touch with monsters and monsters. It is the kingly way to keep a small life and awkward development. One day there will be a cowhide ghost king, and if your brain rushes up, it will be gone.

"Hush, where did the ghost king absorb the moon essence, we will all be lost in spirit after waking up the ghost king!"

Zhang Hang glanced at the ghost king, and the ghost spirit around him rushed into the sky, and even a little red evil spirit was mixed in the black ghost spirit.

"This ghost king must be resolved as soon as possible. The union of ghost and evil is not something I can deal with now."

Zhang Hang frowned, his palms closed, and the red chains returned to his palms. He turned his head and said solemnly at the little ghost: "Where is the puppet you mentioned?"

The child shook his head. When he came, he didn't see the trace of the puppet. Maybe the ghost king ordered the puppet to do something.

"No matter, there is only one chance!"

Zhang Hang's eyes were fierce, and the red chain in his hand flew out of the air, and he was about to tie up the ghost king. Suddenly a silver-white shadow hit the chain and was tightly locked by the chain.

"Living!"

The ghost king who was absorbing the moon essence suddenly woke up, his eyes fixed on the corner where Zhang Hang and the little ghost were hiding.

Zhang Hang cursed and cheated. The white shadow was the ghost king's puppet, but under the shining of the moon spirit, the silver-white shadow could not be seen clearly.

"The smell of good fragrance is also the smelly Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain. At the beginning, I lost my cultivation for thousands of years. Today I will swallow you and make up for it!"

The ghost king opened his blood basin and opened his mouth, his illusory body was like a sea of ​​blood, slapped towards Zhang Hang and the child.

"Go away!"

Zhang Hang pushed the child away with his right hand, drawing a talisman in the void with his right hand, thunder roared, and thunder flashed from the spell.

Where the thunder light passed, the sea of ​​blood evaporated, only the screams kept coming.

The blood sea dissipated, and the ghost king's figure gathered again, but his appearance was too weak, and he completely lost the aura that the ghost king should have.

"The five thunder spell is so powerful?"

The five thunder spell drawn by Zhang Hang just now is among the best in Longhushan's spell for descending ghosts, but it is the first time that Zhang Hang has drawn it, and he did not expect it to be so destructive to the ghost king.

"How can there be a stinky Taoist priest who has been practicing Taoism for a hundred years in this world!"

The ghost king gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Hang. This young man didn't look like he had practiced for a hundred years.

"Ghost King, right? Was the Five Thunder Talisman delicious?"

Zhang Hang looked at the ghost king with a smile, and now it seems that the ghost king is a low force. Five thunder spells can be drawn easily by himself, and the pendant ghost king is not difficult.

"Smelly Taoist, the five thunder charms are extremely expensive, I don't believe you can still use it!"

The Ghost King roared, his fingers stretched out, and he stabbed towards Zhang Hang with a strong smell of blood.

"Sorry, I can use you to suspect ghosts!"

Zhang Hang's finger stippled in the void, and golden five thunder spells appeared in the air, and the king of ghosts slammed into the five thunder spells before he even had time to brake.

In the screams, the black ghost was engulfed by the thunder a little bit, and the poor generation of ghost kings had countless cards that were useless before they were gone.

Zhang Hang blew his fingers and swept over the children beside him: "Aren't you handsome!"