Chapter 857

Xie Qiao immediately pulled out another wooden sword from the basket, the material of which was different from peach wood.

As soon as the wooden sword came out, the ghost's expression changed: "You... who are you!?"

If he saw it right, then in the bamboo basket at the woman's feet, there are... things that restrain him? !

And this sword... made of lightning strike wood? !

"The one who came to take you to hell." Xie Qiao grinned, "Shu Shu Shu", and pasted a few talismans on his lightning strike wood!

"Lei Xuefeng Cone, Chengtian Yanwei, Zuo Chilong, Right Xuangui, Tiecheng Zidong, Shaling Kanli... Yuyin summoned, Xunling hastily urged! Hastily like the law!" The magic sword seemed to flash again.

Outside, there was a thundering sound from the sky, which startled everyone.

But Xie Qiao could see the thunder and lightning, the power attached to her magic sword, and slashed at the ghost!

The ghost was startled, then furious.

That weird soul body roared into the sky, fluttering to the front, and there was an extra weapon in his hand, but it was a soul bell.

This evocation bell is different from the one used by Xie Qiao on weekdays.

Up there, black lacquer lingered, the evil spirit was strong, and the gloomy wind was wafting around.

Xie Qiao heard the rustling sound, but after a while, countless black worms crawled out from the deepest tomb. The worms, strange and disgusting, densely packed, came towards Xie Qiao and the three of them.

"He, mother, what... what is this!" Xie Pinggang couldn't help his scalp tingling.

Zhao Xuanjing had already moved, took out his saber in his left hand, and in the dim light of the setting sun, slashed at the approaching bugs.

By Xie Qiao's side, no insects dared to approach for the time being.

It seems that she also felt the strong breath on her body.

"It seems to have some kind of smell... It's getting heavier and heavier." Zhao Xuanjing slapped, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

"Have I brought all the spells I gave you?" Xie Qiao took time to ask.

The two nodded.

"That's fine, it's fine." Xie Qiao replied immediately.

The smell of this place was already rushed and rushed, and the ghost came, which was also one of his attack methods.

The air outlet outside is large enough, and they have a spell on them, which has little effect.

Xie Qiao is also a little difficult at this moment.

The soul-calling bell in this ghost's hand didn't know which bullshit demon burned it. It was so powerful. When the bell swayed, Xie Qiao only felt that his soul was about to ascend to the sky, and he felt uncomfortable all over!

There was a lot of fine sweat on Xie Qiao's forehead, and the makeup on his forehead was slightly ruined.

She concentrated her mind, "boom" a few thunderfires smashed past!

The ghost didn't seem to have expected that this Taoist priest was so powerful that he almost didn't hold the bell in his hand.

"His Royal Highness, why are the ghosts around you gone?" Xie Qiao looked back at Zhao Xuanjing.

She hadn't seen those scumbags for a long time, where did they go?

"Need?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

"You can come." Xie Qiao nodded.

As soon as Xie Qiao's words fell, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly took out a porcelain whistle, put it in his mouth and blew it gently, and after a while, floated... One, two, three... ten ghosts!

And these ten ghosts, all dressed in guard costumes, look majestic, they all look like ghosts, and they are powerful!

"???" Xie Qiao was a little confused, "Have your guards died so much?"

"I burned all the clothes, and they are all for my own sake. I can't favor one over the other." Zhao Xuanjing was quite serious.

In addition to clothes, many other things were also burned, including horses, weapons, and paper money.