"How?" Gong Hao was puzzled.

Qin Mingyue said, "Let's see if we can attract the ghosts around." ”

After listening to Qin Mingyue's words, Gong Hao nodded: "Okay." ”

Eight people, and two third-level masters Gong Hao and Bai Xue, it can be said that it is easy to deal with a fourth-level ghost thing.

At this moment, everyone had the upper hand, but they did not rush to kill the ghost thing, but hung and beat it little by little.

As a result, after a while, there was really a ghost thing taking the bait.

Another fourth-level ghost demon, probably feeling the breath of the same kind, came this way.

The seventh-level ghosts are ghosts, the sixth-level ones are ghosts, the fourth-level ones are ghosts, and the third-level ghosts are ghosts.

The Ghost King is the highest level of known ghost things, and the strength of the fourth-level ghost demon is second only to the Ghost King, which should not be underestimated.

Qin Mingyue wanted to use ghosts to attract ghosts because he thought of the reason why the strength of these ghosts had grown so fast.

Not only do they absorb yin energy, but they also kill each other.

With this ghost, lure other nearby ghosts to the bait, and the nearby ghosts are not trying to save this ghost, but to absorb this ghost!

The fourth-level ghost demon arrived, and Qin Mingyue immediately asked Bai Xue to deal with it.

In this way, two ghost creatures were suspended.

After a while, two more ghosts were attracted, one was level four and the other was level five.

With so many high-level ghosts, Gong Hao saw them for the first time, and even the head of his former faction couldn't calm down in shock, afraid that Qin Mingyue would attract too many ghosts, and in the end he couldn't control it.

As a result, without waiting for Qin Mingyue to speak, Baozi and Tian Yue both laughed.

In the silver box world, there was an even more spectacular scene than this, they had all seen it, and now these few fourth-level ghosts were nothing.

"Okay, it's almost around the corner, close the net!"

Qin Mingyue said, directing everyone to encircle and suppress the four ghosts.

The new fourth-level ghost thing, Bai Xue will deal with one, and Gong Hao will deal with one.

And Qin Mingyue dealt with the one who was about to be disabled before, and the rest of the people dealt with the remaining fifth-level ghosts.

Pity the four high-level ghost creatures, in the eyes of everyone, it is simply a plate of hors d'oeuvres, and in a few minutes, they were wiped out and contributed their own ghost pills.

Gong Hao was shocked, when he was the head of the house in the past, he never thought that it would be so easy to earn ghost pills.

In the past, with the strength of the whole faction, you could get ten or eight ghost pills in a month, and they were all of average quality.

This kind of fourth- or fifth-level ghost pill, his creation gate, he didn't even dare to think about it.

After dealing with the ghosts here, everyone had a tacit understanding and began to cultivate and recover their spiritual power.

Gong Hao smiled bitterly, he, a great master, followed everyone, but like a junior apprentice, he didn't know anything.

This kind of battle rest is cultivated by everyone in the silver box world.

Now the situation in Jiangcheng is comparable to the danger in the silver box, and everyone has unconsciously entered that efficient and tense mode again.

The spiritual power consumed in the first battle just now was not much, and it only took ten minutes for everyone to recover.

Qin Mingyue led the people to move forward.

When I walked out of the snack street and came to a dilapidated factory area on the outskirts of the city, I faintly heard the sound of fighting.

Qin Mingyue came to this place, and that was where Xiangxiang and Mrs. Wu lived when he first met Xiangxiang.

"Let's go, let's see."

Following the sound, Qin Mingyue saw that behind the factory not far in front, among the weeds, several people were fighting with a ghost.

On the ground, there were already five corpses lying there, looking at the outfits of those people, they should be disciples of the sect.

There are still five people in the fight, and all of them are wounded, and there are two sixth-level disciples, and they are about to lose their lives!

Looking at that ghost thing again, even Qin Mingyue couldn't help frowning.

What's that?

At first glance, it looks no different from an ordinary person, but there are two human faces on its head!

One in the front and one in the back; One face is smiling weirdly, and the other is crying.

Bai Xue whispered in Qin Mingyue's ear: "This thing is level three!" ”

Level 3 ...... Qin Mingyue frowned.

But he still waved his hand: "Everyone, go and help." ”

As everyone approached, Qin Mingyue shouted: "Daoist friends in front, dare to ask which sect it is?" ”

"Laoshan Sect Fuhu Hall, hall master Chen Zhipeng! Which sect is the brother, thank you for the rescue! ”

Qin Mingyue pulled out the Silver Dragon Lightning Spear and said, "The road is uneven, there is no sect. ”

As he spoke, he said no more, and everyone joined forces to attack the third-level ghost creature with two faces.

Chen Zhipeng was just an ordinary hall master with fourth-level strength, and his subordinates, although they were all elite disciples of the sect, were only sixth-level.

They encountered this third-level ghost king with two faces, fought hard for a while, sacrificed five disciples, and it was difficult for the rest of them to get out.

At this moment, Qin Mingyue led the people to surround the two-faced ghost king and replace the disciples under Chen Zhipeng who were about to run out of oil, and the situation reversed for a while.

Gong Hao, as the former head, was originally the leader of the third-level masters, and now he has the tiger claws given to him by Qin Mingyue, a pair of tiger claws flew up and down, and the two-faced ghost king who hit him had no power to fight back.

There is also Bai Xue on the other side, cooperating with the spiritual power light crossbow to suppress the two-faced ghost king.

Chen Zhipeng hurriedly reminded: "The two faces of this evil obstacle, one can breathe yin and cold qi, and the other can breathe yang fire, you must be careful!" ”

Yang Huo?

When Qin Mingyue heard this word, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Ghosts can breathe cold air, it's nothing.

But this yang fire ...... What's going on?

Just as Qin Mingyue was wondering, the two faces of the two-faced ghost creature really spewed out two waves of qi at the same time.

Fortunately, with Chen Zhipeng's reminder, Gong Hao and Bai Xue escaped.

Qin Mingyue didn't have time to think about it, and planned to make a quick decision.

The silver dragon lightning spear stabbed out, and there were three spiritual power hand cannons in his hand.

The three cannon shots rang out, accompanied by the lightning silver dragon, stabbing towards the stomach of the two-faced ghost king.

The same trick can still work when dealing with fourth-level ghosts.

But this is a third-level ghost king!

As soon as the silver dragon emitted by the silver dragon lightning spear flew in front of the two-faced ghost king, the two-faced ghost king suddenly spit out a large mouthful of black gas, entangling the lightning silver dragon.

Qin Mingyue gritted her teeth, there was still a gap in strength!

He is only a sixth-level strength, and no matter how skilled this move is, it is not so easy to deal with the third-level ghost king.

However, Qin Mingyue had a lot of magic weapons, and he couldn't make a move at the moment, so he immediately took out three thunder talismans.

Whew, the thunder fu is in the middle of the third-level ghost king.

There was a bang in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck!

"Let's try this again!"

Qin Mingyue took out a magic wand from the space ring, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning in the sky, and the crystal ball at the top of the wand instantly rolled with electric light.

At the same time that the lightning in the sky struck the head of the ghost king, the magic wand in Qin Mingyue's hand also waved out.

The ghost king who had just been hit by lightning was unwilling to be struck by lightning for the second time, and let out a miserable howl.

"And whatever!"

Turning over the hand is another palm thunder, a palm thunder the size of a football, and it is smashed towards the ghost king.

Chen Zhipeng was dumbfounded!

What kind of person is this, how can he do anything......