The Dream Master

Shen Luo only felt a burning sensation coming from the middle part of his right chest, where Xiao Lei Fu painted, as if he was stuck by a hot soldering iron, and he could even smell the scent of burnt flesh.

But at this time, his body was suspended, his throat was choked, and he was almost breathless, naturally he couldn't take care of the pain.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" He roared frantically in his heart.

The Xiao Lei rune lit up again gave him a glimmer of hope.

But the next moment, he discovered another thing that made him a little frightened.

The location of Xiao Lei's rune actually produced a powerful swallowing force, frantically devouring the little Yang Gang power in his body.

Not only that, he even felt that the blood in his whole body was also a little hot, and flowed toward the right chest, making the already burning right chest become more and more hot.

Shen Luo felt dizzy and dry, as if the blood all over his body was about to be burned, and the right chest seemed to be burned through.

His heart began to panic.

If this goes on, before being strangled to death by a ghost, he is either collapsed by the talisman or burned to death.

But even if he wanted to stop, there was no way to stop this rune from devouring his vitality.

Fortunately, at this moment, the little thunder talisman seemed to finally suck up, stopped swallowing, and the white light that bloomed suddenly converged.

Shen Luo's right chest stabbed like a fire, and couldn't help but snorted.

The next moment, Xiao Lei's rune suddenly lit, and a dazzling white lightning burst from his chest, tearing the surrounding darkness and yin air, and striking the ghost's arm that strangled his throat like lightning.

All of this is a long story, but in fact, from the sinking, trying to urge the first chest rune to the present, it only takes one or two breaths.

The ghost arm pinching Shen Shen's neck and the ghost claw holding Shen Shen's throat are as easily as ice and snow meets a fire, and they are easily torn apart by white thunder and turned into nothingness.

Shen Luo only felt the neck loose, before he had time to exhale, his feet fell heavily on the ground, his body staggered on one knee, and he barely fell down.

After the white thunder light penetrated one arm of the ghost, it continued to shoot forward. It did not hit the ghost, but hit the floor inside the house outside Zhang Xu.

There was a loud "bang", like a thunder in a dry day.

The ground shook violently, and a pit the size of a foot was blasted out. The surrounding area was scorched black, gravel and mud were scattered all around, and a scorching wave of heat was set off in the air, pushing both of them and ghosts slightly.

At almost the same time, a cloud of yellow light flew out of the arms of the little girl on the other side, hitting the hand of the other ghost who was strangling her throat, but it was a fluffy yellow dogtail.

With a "boom", a yellow flame ignited on the ghost's hand, which was also burned.

The little girl fell to the ground with her butt, covering her throat with her hands, coughing constantly, her face flushed.

With his arms destroyed, the ghost let out a scream again, and disappeared under the blur of his figure.

Shen Luo looked at the dirt pit blasted out by the white lightning in the house, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, I managed to trigger the little thunder talisman under such circumstances. Although this talisman could not completely hit the ghost, its power was far beyond my imagination. Up.

"hiss……"

At this time, Shen Luo felt a sharp pain in his right chest, and looked down at the place where the little thunder symbol was originally painted black and bloody.

"No, the evil spirit probably hasn't left yet!"

Shen Luo suddenly realized something, and he didn't want to think about why Xiao Lei Fu was able to succeed. He hurried to the shrine in the house, grabbed two handfuls of incense ashes in the incense burner, and threw them out from side to side. The incense ashes immediately filled the room. Place.

The little girl yelled suddenly,

Shen Luo turned his head fiercely, and his pupils shrank.

The tall ghost suddenly appeared behind him, his arms had re-grown, his five fingers were condensed into substance, and he was grabbing at him like a black dagger.

In a hurry, Shen Luo was short, and rolled out toward the right.

Although he reacted quickly, his right arm was still caught by ghost claws, three long scars were drawn, and blood swarmed out.

Shen Luo glanced at the wound on his arm, and a sharp expression flashed across his face, knowing that if he didn't make a break with this evil spirit this time, he was afraid that he would die again.

"There is still a possibility of resurrection left and right, fight it!"

He immediately turned his mind and pulled out the two wooden stakes inserted between his waist, bit his tongue, and sprayed a bit of blood on the runes on the two wooden stakes.

The rune on the stake suddenly lit up, emitting a bright blood red light.

The wooden stakes with runes erected in this way at the entrance of Zhuangqian Village are mostly used to exorcise evil spirits, and this one seems to have been opened by an expert. Even if it is disconnected, it is stimulated by the blood containing the power of Yang Gang. Partially effective.

"Look at the stick!"

Shen Luo was overjoyed in his heart, deceived him with a low drink in his mouth, waved the stake in his hand, and slammed it at the ghost.

The tall ghost seemed quite jealous of the two wooden stakes in the sinking hand, and was about to dodge and avoid it.

The dark shadow in the room flickered, but it was the little girl who poured the last bit of black dog blood in the wooden barrel in her hand, blocking the direction of the ghost's dodge.

The ghost was equally afraid of Hei Gouxue, and hurriedly backed away, but was hit by the stake in the sinking hand following it.

Shen Luo only felt his palm shook, and the stake did not penetrate the ghost's body, but actually hit the ghost's body.

Not only that, the red runes on the wooden stakes touched the ghost's body and immediately made a hissing sound as if raw meat were placed on a red-hot iron plate, and a large amount of black air was evaporated.

The tall ghost's originally translucent body has now become a little more transparent, screaming and flying back.

Shen Luo's spirit was lifted, and a stick figure danced out of the wooden stake in his hand, hitting the ghost.

Although he didn't learn any great external skills in Chunqiu Guan, he learned a little bit about the club technique of Johnson & Johnson. At this moment, he fought with his life and his full body potential was stimulated, and the club technique also made it look different.

The ghost is tall, but it's a bit disadvantageous in the room at the moment, the house is filled with ash, and it cannot be invisible.

The little girl was also very clever. Although there was no black dog blood in the barrel, she learned from time to time what she had done before, grabbing a handful of incense ash from the shrine and sprinkling it to interfere with the actions of the ghosts.

Although the ghost was extremely fierce and fierce, at this time, with the cooperation of Shen Luo and a dumb little girl, he actually fell into a disadvantage. During the period, he was hit by a stake in Shen Luo's hand several times, and his body became more transparent.

It's just that although the stakes have caused considerable damage to the ghosts, the red light emitted by the runes on them has quickly dimmed.

Shen Luo had discovered this situation a long time ago, but now the situation is critical and he can't take care of other things, so he continued to wave the stake in his hand and swept towards the ghost's abdomen.

The black ghost twisted its body and moved laterally to the left, avoiding the blow.

Shen Luo glanced at the shrine on the right. If the ghost dodges to the right just now, it should be easier to dodge.

His thoughts turned, and he recalled the previous fight with the ghost in the house. The other party seemed to be very jealous of the shrine and kept trying to avoid it, not daring to approach it.

"Could it be..." A thought flashed in Shen Luo's heart.