The fire ants were ineffective against them, and they could not even see their existence. They were still forming a square formation in a daze to guard around Chen Yang. However, the evil ghosts were dancing and attacking from the air.

"Bang bang bang..." Chen Yang fired continuously. Although he could not kill the ghost, the ghost was shot and could still delay their progress. The two guys there also fired guns at the ghost, and one guy was still holding a cross to pray.

"Oh my God! What?" Zhao Dabao screamed and fell from the pillar. He had not yet appeared. He felt a cold murderous aura attacking. He had no choice but to jump off the pillar and run away. However, in the air, he suddenly thought that there were countless corpse insects on the ground looking forward to it, waiting for him to fall down and have a full meal.

He was so scared that his face was gone, but at this time he had no choice but to fly without his wings.

With a "clang" sound, his butt was about to fall into eight petals. He rolled on the ground in horror, got up and ran away. After running for a few steps, something was wrong. The ground was so clean that there were no corpse insects that were black all the time. Then there was a fire flashing at the muzzle. He found that the corpse insect was about to retreat outside the tomb room like a tide.

He shouted excitedly: "Hahaha, Chen Yang, the corpse worm ran away, I was fine. It's so good!"

At this time, Chen Yang had no intention of paying attention to him. He had never heard of the gun in his hand. He shot out a bullet and immediately filled the bullets and continued to shoot. But the two evil spirits were still getting closer and closer, and they could see the covetousness flowing out of their mouths...

"Go! Go to the golden coffin." Chen Yang ordered loudly, covering Cao Yanjiao's retreat to the golden coffin. After a while, Cao Yanjiao had adapted to the dark environment and barely saw the way forward with the help of the spiritual light of the muzzle.

Zhao Dabao also ran over with a pissing flow. Behind him, a ghost was biting his neck with his claws, and he didn't feel it yet.

"Bang!" Chen Yang turned his gun and slammed the head of the evil ghost to pieces. Zhao Dabao was so scared that he sat on the ground and shouted loudly: "What are Chen Yang doing? You almost hit me!"

"Damn it! You can't see any ghost behind you. If I don't beat him to death, your neck will be bitten off." Chen Yang reminded loudly, why do I have such an incompetent subordinate?

"What? A ghost." Zhao Dabao screamed in horror. He turned around and saw that the ghost's head was growing out. He was so scared that he collapsed with a clang.

But the man reacted slowly. He just collapsed and rolled around. He rolled all the way to Chen Yang without having to get up. He hid behind Chen Yang in horror, hugged Chen Yang's thighs and trembled all over: "Oh my god! It's so scary. I said there are ghosts here, you don't believe it. What should I do now? There is not even a black bear's paw..."

"Idiot! The black bear paw is used to deal with zombies. I have a peach wood sword here, which is the supreme magic weapon to deal with ghosts." Cao Yanjiao scolded, and pulled out a flashlight and a three-foot sword from her backpack. Unexpectedly, she was prepared quite well before she came down.

"Crack" Suddenly, Chen Yang's rifle sounded empty, and the bullets were all shot. It was too late to get bullets in the Yin-Yang Realm. Three evil ghosts rushed towards Chen Yang, and Zhao Dabao also attracted another evil ghost. There was no way Chen Yang could only pick up the rifle as a firewood stick and hit the evil ghost.
Chapter completed!