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Song Shuhang did not panic, he ran the "True Me Meditation Book" to diffuse mental power, forming the effect of "reconnaissance". In case of blindness, he also has the mental power of a half-hunger 'reconnaissance’ that can be relied upon to keep himself from falling into complete passivity.

Meanwhile, he quickly penetrated his pockets with his left hand pinching a 'sword' and his right hand pinching a 'demon'. Since that weird dream yesterday, he's had two triplets on him just in case.

“Even if you don't turn back, you will fall forever into a ghost... and you will live forever to haunt you!” The fierce resentment poured towards Song Shuhang, forcing his body to stand upright with sweat.

That's the voice of the altar master.

Is it because of the hatred and curse of dying that led the altar master to seek his own life as a ghost?

Funny, he's not scared of living altar master, he's scared of dying altar master?

“Since it's a ghost of sorrow... crack!” Song Shuhang pinched the 'evil breaker' and drank lightly. Raging spirituality turned into a hurricane, sweeping dozens of meters of space around him!

In this spiritual hurricane, all the unclean ghosts and evil will be torn apart by the power of the hurricane!

The dark smoke that covered Song Shuhang's eyes instantly dissipated, and that voice of the altar master's hatred also disappeared.

Song Shuhang's eyes returned bright, then he saw himself just five meters above, a ghost-like figure suspended, exactly like the altar master. Hurricane Spirit whistles through this ghost's body, but... this ghost is unharmed!

Know that the power of the 'Demon Charm' can easily tear up a ghost equivalent to a 2nd Class Brother!

“Can you withstand evil charms positively?” Song Shuhang quickly pinched the sword charm and locked the main spirit of the altar.

At this time, the altar master's ghost opened his eyes, his eyes were empty and his face was faceless - it had no intelligence at all.

After the spiritual hurricane dissipated, the altar master's ghost was no longer bound, screaming, and the scout clawed towards Song Shuhang. Attacks like wild beasts, there is no rule.

“Basic Fist Three!” Song Shuhang pinched the 'sword charm’ with one hand and kept it in a state that could be excited at any time. The other hand buckles into a dragon claw, and the claw strikes the spiritual claw of the altar master.

He did not directly apply the 'sword charm' - in the reconnaissance state, the 'altar master ghost’ state he saw was somewhat strange.

Boom!

A ghost and two claws collided, making a heavy impact sound, Song Shuhang couldn't help but take two steps back.

And the spirit of the altar master, too, rolled three laps in the void to stabilize himself.

“Very weak!” Song Shuhang understands that the spirit of the altar master is still new, extremely weak! In fact, he is no better than the power and happiness of building a foundation in Baijie. Even... weaker!

And more importantly, the altar master ghost seemed to have no god but to attack him by instinct, like a beast.

“Psst!” the altar master's ghost screamed and rushed towards Song Shuhang again. Just like the first attack, another ghost claw caught it.

“Basic boxing, one!” Song Shuhang chose fist to claw this time, right fist like heavy artillery bombardment, while meditating on the oral technique of fist.

After practicing so many times, he could have matched his boxing mantra with his boxing skills as long ago as he wanted.

When this fist was ejected, the spiritual power between heaven and earth was drawn and compressed on Song Shuhang's fist.

He had just practiced at the pharmacist's place three times, and his body was not full of energy, qi and spirit. However, in the state of dragging the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it is not a problem to carry out a trick or two.

Boom!

Claws collided with fists. This time, the altar master's ghost's entire arm was smashed by Song Shuhang, and the particles dissipated into the air.

But... the altar master ghost has no pain at all, and the broken claw has no effect on it. Besides, the broken ghost claw went to Song Shuhang's impact!

The altar master's ghost screamed and took the opportunity to pounce on Song Shuhang. Zhang mouth revealed sharp ghost teeth, biting towards Song Shuhang's neck. If this bite is true, Book Sailing's neck must be torn open.

Tomorrow on the news and in the newspapers —— ‘Scared, man suspects the doomsday zombie!’ Such headlines.

“Battle experience is totally lacking... practicing boxing with ordinary bad mixers is not the same as fighting between brothers.” Song Shuhang sighed.

Ming Ming Tan master's ghost was born much weaker than himself. But with a wild thrust, it's easy to push yourself into despair!

“A!” he sipped softly, pinching a fu bao in his other hand.

Knock!

The altar master ghost bit on a thin coat of light, instead of biting the coat of light, he collapsed his sharp fangs.

But... the spirit of the altar master had no god, still held Song Shuhang's body, constantly biting the light armor of his neck position, like a mad dog.

“It's over.” Song Shuhang light drink: “basic boxing, two! ”

Fist like a meteor, each punch brings up the spiritual power of heaven and earth, instantly more than twenty punches are bombarded on the altar master ghost.

The altar master's ghost had no idea how to hide from him. He stood firm as a target and endured more than twenty punches. Its body was suddenly torn apart and slowed down into particles.

Since it disappeared at the last moment, it was still on the luminous armor of Song Shuhang's watch, biting unwilling to fail...

Light armor is slightly bright but unbreakable.

Even the peak blow of the altar master's life will not break this' Armor 'defense. Not to mention the ghost he turned into after his death because of his grudge curse.

Song Shuhang spit out a sigh of anger and stood in silence.

Later, he sighed deeply and never went back to Gangnam University City.

This time... the altar master should always be dead, right? You don't even have a ghost anymore, do you?

None of the dormitories' roommates came back, and it looks like they're not coming back today either.

Song Shuhang turned on the computer and habitually climbed into Jiuzhou No. 1 group.

Today's crowd is very lively.

Book sailing pulled history upwards.

First, the pharmacist went online, and he said, "Who's in the group these days, looking for that floating mysterious island in the East Sea? ”

“I'm getting ready to go. What's going on?” The North River scattered back, before he was a member of the group, trying to find the mysterious island.

“On the way to the East Sea.” An ID smiled for the seniors of Gu Hu Guan Zhenjun.

You can use the name "Shinjun" to fall back. This is a six-pink spirit like Baek Shinjun! However, his generations in the group were equal to those scattered in the North River, and he had just broken through the five-grade boundary more than a decade ago, squeezing six pints.

“Ancient Lake, are you going to play too? I've arrived near the East Sea, but haven't found the mysterious island yet. Meet me when you arrive.” The three waves of the sword followed closely.

Drunk Moon Master showed up and smiled: "Brother Sanlang, didn't you close down? ”

“Ha-ha-ha, I'm off again.” Mad Knife Sanlang Haha laughed - the task of receiving Bai Zhenjun was entrusted to Song Shuhang Xiao Friend, he also closed the bird gate?

Drunken Moonhouse smiled and dived again.

The pharmacist's characteristic of slow typing is reflected again, several seniors have circled the mountain before sending a second message: “There is something strange about the Mysterious Island in the Sky... I have two Taoists here and their Taoists just came out of the Mysterious Island. However, they all lost their memories on the Mysterious Island, and only one Taoist remembered the pieces of the island, but the memories were incomplete. So before you get ready to go to Mystic Island, get ready. ”