In the living room, looking at the dissipation of the female ghost in red, everyone's pupils contracted violently, and their mouths were open enough to swallow an egg, with an incredible expression.

No one could have imagined that the murderous red-clothed female ghost refined by Master Wu was spit to death by Ye Fan after just one face, and before she even had time to make a move!

Such a strange scene makes people feel extremely absurd. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Sting!"

At this moment, the rosary on the black hand instantly split apart and turned into powder.

This hand channeling was originally for the purpose of raising the female ghost in red, but now that the female ghost in red has been eliminated by Ye Fan, the black hand channeling as a container naturally collapses.

Immediately afterwards, the gloomy aura that had originally permeated the living room dissipated instantly, and the sunlight outside also shone in.

Wang Zhen and Cui Rongrong only felt light, as if the big stone pressing on their chests disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, Master Wu, who had been invincible before, seemed to have been hit hard, his face was pale, beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, and he retreated five or six steps in a row before he could barely gain a foothold.

He looked at Ye Fan in horror and shouted incredulously:

"You...; …; Who the hell are you? How could you 'vomit' to death the red-clothed ghost I had cultivated! Even the holy monks of Tianlong Temple could not have such a path!"

His voice trembled a little because of extreme shock and fear.

However, on the other side, although Ye Fan was silent on the surface, he also set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

Hearing Wei Lao's words before, Ye Fan didn't doubt that he had him, so he took a photo.

Who knew that the power of this spit was so strong!

At this time, Wei Lao laughed and said, "Haha...; …; Xiao Fan, you are now in the fivefold realm of qi refining, plus the hegemony of Xiaocheng, the qi and blood are extremely powerful, plus you are the body of a child, and the body fluids on your body are the things of the sun!

The best way to restrain the evil things is to pee on the child! But in that case just now, I'm afraid you won't be able to pee, so spitting is the most convenient way!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan felt a chill.

Could it be that in the future, when you encounter an even more terrifying ghost, once the spit doesn't work, you will have to take out a little DD to pee?

But Ye Fan didn't know, even if the boy urinated. It can only make the ghosts retreat and stay away!

The reason why his spit just now was able to make the female ghost in red disappear in an instant was that it contained Wei Lao's supreme will.

A generation of Beichen Immortal Venerable, crisscrossing nine heavens and ten earths, reversing the yin and yang!

A little ghost, feeling that terrifying will, didn't have time to resist at all, and completely exterminated.

…; …;

At this time, Ye Fan looked at Master Wu from afar and said coldly: "Hmph...; …; Today, I will subdue demons and eliminate demons, destroy your evil cultivator, and save you from harming others!"

When Master Wu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his originally decadent momentum skyrocketed, and the clothes on his body were windless and automatic, and he looked like he was ready to make a big move, and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, don't be arrogant! The red-clothed female ghost just now was just refined by me! The killer trick of the poor path has not yet been used, once you descend into the world, you will kill the Holy Buddha and the Yama!"

As he spoke, Master Wu suddenly took out a handful of white powder from his wide robe and threw it towards Ye Fan's door, while shouting:

"Ten thousand years of black shaluo's throat blood flame is heavenly god!"

As soon as this statement came out. Ye Fan was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he didn't dare to slack off.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the longer the name of the exercise, the more powerful it is.

Like what Arhat boxing, sweeping legs, eagle claw gong. Generally, they are practiced by small minions who can't get on the stage, and the real masters practice kung fu such as "Eight Desolations and Six Combinations and Exclusive Skills" and "Ten Thousand Leads to the Heavenly Sword to Return to the Sect".

Take the lead!

Once others heard the name of the exercises, they were a little scared before they started fighting.

As soon as the white powder touched the air, it instantly diffused. The whole living room is filled with a pungent smell like rotten eggs and long-fermented overnight leftovers, and you can't help but cover your nose with your hands.

However, just as Ye Fan was waiting for this white mist, was there any great demon coming into the world. But he heard a whistling sound, and Master Wu quickly swept to the gate of the villa and escaped.

After a full ten seconds, there was no change in the field except for white smoke obscuring the view.

It was only then that Ye Fan reacted. Just now, Master Wu just shook a shot.

The move that sounded fierce and mighty was probably made up by him casually!

Ye Fan secretly said in his heart, his combat experience was still insufficient, and he was deceived by the old fox all of a sudden!

As soon as he thought of this, his body skyrocketed, and he chased after him outside the villa.

However, the next moment, he was surprised to find that Master Wu had not run far at all, but was standing in the middle of the garden, as if waiting for him. There was an eerie smile on his face.

"Hmph...; …; Master Wu, why don't you run away, are you going to wait here to die?" Ye Fan said coldly.

"Cut! I don't know how thick the sky is, are you really afraid of you?"

Suddenly, Master Wu took out a small black bell from his robe, and his cautious appearance seemed to be some rare treasure.

From a distance, the bell is completely black, like a black hole, giving people a feeling of incomparably deep.

Even if it's at a distance. Ye Fan could feel a strong and indissolvable aura of yin and evil, which was more than ten times more terrifying than the female ghost in red.

With Ye Fan's current strength, he dominates the small city, with copper skin and iron bones, and his qi and blood are extremely powerful. All diseases are invasive.

However, at this moment, he still felt a chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

…; …;

"Truly...; …;”

At this time, Master Wu let out a creepy laugh and said, "Boy, this is the Nether Bell. Capture people's souls, accumulate the essence of old grudges, take the flower of deep hatred, and then become this instrument. If you can force me to use this treasure at the bottom of the box, you will die a well-deserved death!"

said. Master Wu suddenly began to ring the bell.

For a while, the bells rang around, like a ghost crying wolf, or the friction between metal and glass, not at all crisp and pleasant, but dizzying.

The bell was like a magic sound, even if Ye Fan covered his ears with his hands, it still sounded in his mind.

The next moment, the unthinkable happened.

From the black bell, a black mist suddenly appeared, and the black mist touched the air, making a stabbing sound, as if it directly annihilated that side of the space.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the original Lang Lang blue sky was covered with dark clouds and black fog in an instant, as if night was falling.

Master Wu frantically shook the bell in his hand and shouted at the same time: "Reverse yin and yang, the gods and Buddhas retreat, and the ghost door is closed!"

"The ghost king is now, the heavens and the earth are terrified!"

As he spoke, he slammed a mouthful of blood and spat on the black bell.

Immediately after, the blood seemed to be absorbed by the black bell, and there was a layer of demonic red glow on the bell. It's weird.

At this time, Wang Zhen and Cui Rongrong also chased out of the living room of the villa, and when they saw this scene, they stood in place as if they had been immobilized, unable to move.

"Roar, roar, roar—"

Suddenly, a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth burst out from the black bell.

It was as if some prehistoric beast was about to break free from its shackles and come out, making people feel a shudder from the depths of their souls.

Immediately after, from the black bell, a large cloud of black mist suddenly flew out, constantly distorting in mid-air, obscuring the sky and the sun.

In the end, he transformed into a powerful ghost who was three feet tall-

Blue-faced fangs. The firstborn giant horn is extremely hideous, and his body is covered with dark scales, exuding a faint light, like a demon god under the Nine Hells!

Seeing this terrifying ghost, Wang Zhen and Cui Rongrong, who were not far away, only felt that their scalps were numb, and their backs were instantly soaked in cold sweat, and their hearts seemed to be slammed by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were about to suffocate.

On the other hand, Master Wu seemed to have been hollowed out of all his spirits, and his whole person aged ten years in an instant, and his original black hair became gray.

However, the eyes in his eyes when he looked at Ye Fan were full of excitement and ferocity, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Stinky boy, you forced me to spend ten years of life to summon this ghost king! Now, let me die!"