The Cause and Effect of Liao Zhai

"bump!"

　　 With both feet hard, he bounced up.

　　 "Fire curse!"

　　 This may be the only drawback of the Fire Curse! If you want to ignite the target, you must personally touch the target.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The huge black mist was like fuel oil, and under the action of the fire curse, it was instantly burned into a huge fireball.

　　 "Hi, roar!"

This was the first time that Wang Musheng heard the resentful spirit's screaming howl. This was the first time that Wang Musheng heard it. It was clear that Wang Musheng made a sound other than his roar. This attack really hurt this resentful spirit.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 But before one person or one dog breathed a sigh of relief, with a roar, the huge fireball burst out of thin air.

Flames were splashing, black mist was surging, and in a blink of an eye the resentful spirit reappeared in the sky, but obviously, the size of this resentful spirit was much smaller at this time. It should be this resentful spirit, and found something wrong. After being unable to extinguish these flames, the strong man broke his wrist and discarded the black mist on his body that was stained with flames.

　　 This can be known from the surrounding flames that are still burning continuously, and the little black mist that is faintly visible below.

"Roar!"

　　 is different from the fierceness and hatred before, and there is a lot of anger in the voice of the resentful spirit at this time.

　　 Hearing this sound, Wang Musheng's eyes jumped wildly, his head turned a little stiff, and a pair of huge eyes that seemed to have all the resentments in the world appeared before Wang Musheng's eyes.

　　 "Mom!"

　　 Facing this scene, Wang Musheng's reaction was very straightforward. After a ghost call, he ran away.

"Roar!"

　　 And this resentful spirit obviously didn't give up Wang Musheng's thoughts so easily, the guy who just hurt him, and after making a stern scream, he quickly rushed towards Wang Musheng's place.

　　 "You stupid dog, this time you killed him."

　　 Wang Musheng felt the change behind him, he was already fast, but he couldn't help but speed up a bit, and finally he couldn't help but complain about the mastiff.

　　 "Hurry up with a fire curse, set fire!"

　　 Qiangan did not pay attention to Wang Musheng's complaint, and at this time he also shouted anxiously.

　　 "Set fire, set fire, I have already said, this fire curse looks good, it has no attack power at all and can't hurt this guy."

　　 "Although it can't hurt it, but it hates fire. If you set it on fire, you can at least delay its speed? Fool."

　　 "Well, that's right!"

　　 "Fire curse!"

　　 "Fire curse!"

　　 "……."

　　 Thinking of this Wang Musheng also stopped hesitating, opened his hands, and kept sending out the fire curse as if he didn't need money. He directly set the ground on all the houses on both sides of the street that he could touch.

In fact, it is true. The Fire Curse has become Wang Musheng’s supernatural power, which is equivalent to Wang Musheng’s own ability. It does not require spell chanting, the cooperation of magic tricks, or even the consumption of mana. The only thing that needs to be consumed is A little spiritual power for guidance.

So just in the blink of an eye, as Wang Musheng ran, half of Guma Town fell into a raging sea of ​​flames. The only difference was that these fires burned without the choking smoke, and these flames would not harm Wang Musheng. .

　　 But anyway, this operation finally slowed down the speed of the resentful spirit that was chasing over quickly. Although this slowdown was limited, it was possible to buy some time.

　　 "The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law, the evil spirit descends the devil sword, the emperor!!!"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 "Boom!"

"Roar!"

But it was the old Taoist priest who went crazy, and after a fierce operation, the wooden sword directly emitted a dazzling blue light, directly rose out of thin air, rushed to the resentful spirit, and passed directly through the body of the resentful spirit. , With a terrifying roar from the Wraith Spirit, the Wraith Spirit turned into a black mist again.

"Roar!"

　　 The resentful spirit recovered as before, and it was a terrifying roar at the old Taoist priest.

　　 "The evil animal, don't hesitate to catch it soon."

　　 "Heaven and earth, Promise, three talents to bind the spirit, heaven and earth and man to bind the spirit great formation, Evil!!!"

　　 "Swipe!"

　　 With the constant changes in the fingers of the old Taoist priest, the curse in his mouth drank low, and from his wide cuffs, three yellow talisman flew out of thin air and rushed directly to the resentful spirit.

　　 "Noisy!"

　　 After a strange sound, the three yellow symbols separated into three directions, and several chains were directly born out of thin air, tying the resentful spirit tightly in them.

　　 "Damn, I finally got it done, or I'll be drained.

　　 Seeing this scene, Wang Musheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the flames of the earth.

　　 "What are you doing, don't hurry up and help. The old Taoist is overdrawing his own background and won't last long."

　　 Watching Wang Musheng actually relax, Mastiff roared in an angry voice.

　　 "Damn it, isn't it? Isn't it finished yet?"

"What do you mean? Early? If we can't hold this resentful spirit, and one drags it until dawn, then what awaits us is either a resentful ghost or a pool of flesh and blood, you choose yourself! "

　　 "How long will it be until dawn?"

　　 "When the child was just passed, was it still early?"

　　 "Grandma's, really this is not so fun to slay demons and demons? The Taoist hold on, I'm here."

　　 With a loud cry, Wang Musheng turned his head and rushed towards the bound resentful spirit ~www.wuxiahere.com~.

　　 "Fire curse!"

　　 "Boom!"

"Roar!"

　　 "Crack!"

　　 "No good, Wang Musheng runs quickly, these three seals are about to break."

　　 Mastiff shouted anxiously.

　　 But unfortunately it was too late.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Your sister! Wouldn't it be over! My fairy dream?"

　　 But the imaginary attack did not come. What Wang Musheng waited for was an inexplicable suction. When he reacted, he had already appeared beside the old Taoist priest.

　　 "The Taoist!"

　　 "Get out of the way, this battle is not something you can participate in?"

　　 Of course Wang Musheng knew about this, but who made you unable to do so, and I didn't want to die?

"Roar!"

　　 "Go away!"

"bump!"

　　Wang Musheng was directly sent out by the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist once again fought with the resentful spirit.

"Roar!"

"bump!"

　　 "Hey!"

　　 "Your cultivation talent is so great, why is your combat talent so scumbag!"

　　 Watching Wang Musheng's series of embarrassing performances, Mastiff couldn't help but vomit weakly.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Wang Musheng stood up from the pile of debris and said helplessly on his face.

"What can I do! I have practiced for a few months at best, and the spells I have learned are mostly small spells with little attack power. The Bodhisattva Sutra I have cultivated has not been practiced yet. With a little bit of mana, as for combat, I have not learned at all and have no experience. What can I do?

　　 I'm so helpless too? "