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Chapter Five Hundred and One Ghosts in the City

Seeing this, Chen Luo felt a little moved. He raised his hand and a ghost-suppressing talisman and a small thunder talisman flew out of his sleeves and stuck to the vendor's chest and juniors respectively.

"On the way back, I picked up the door god and walked in front of the door with a bronze mirror hanging on the door lintel. Don't stop on the road. When I get home, take off the talisman on my body and stick it on the door frame." Chen Luo reminded.

"I met an immortal master, thank you, thank you, thank you..." Seeing this, the vendor suddenly understood and quickly knelt down and thanked him. When he raised his head again, there was already empty and no one in front of him.

"Wife, baby..." The vendor was shocked, and shouted in a crying voice, and hurriedly ran forward.

At the end of the alley, under an old locust tree of not too old, there is a dark shadow cast on it...

Under the shadow, there is a circle of fences three feet above the ground, surrounded by a circle of stones, and inside is a deep well.

Chen Luo stood by the well and looked deep down, and saw that it was dark inside, reflecting the light of the moon at the bottom of the well, reflecting the rippling waves.

He frowned slightly and recited a mantra in his mouth.

There were waves of surging sounds coming from the well, and a spiral water blade swelled upwards at the bottom of the well, and a large amount of well water gushed out of the wellhead, like a fountain gushing out.

Chen Luo raised his hand and copied the water flow, then grabbed a ball of water from the fountain, put it in front of him and looked carefully.

"Is the yin energy so heavy?" After looking at it for a moment, his brows frowned.

At this moment, a sound of branches and leaves suddenly came from the locust tree beside the well. Shen Luo retreated slightly, and a large black shadow fell from above and fell at his feet.

His eyes swept, and his brows frowned even deeper.

It was a man's body that was not decently twisted. He had no intact skin all over his body, and his whole body was covered in black blood. He looked terrible.

Shen Luo's eyes narrowed, his body jumped up, and he climbed up a little with branches on his toes, and finally stood at the top of the old locust tree.

He looked towards the streets and alleys on the other side of the wall and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the bustling streets and alleys that were originally filled with various snack stalls were already in a mess, with bloody corpses everywhere, falling all over the ground.

At the end of the alley, there was a tall and ferocious ghost who was gnawing on the neck of a strong man. He seemed to have noticed his depressed gaze and suddenly looked up at him.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The evil ghost shouted in a vague manner, his body suddenly jumped up, his movements like a beast, and his hands and feet rushed towards the sinking land with his hands and feet. When he rushed to the base of the wall, he suddenly soared into the air, his feet suddenly kicked the wall, and rushed towards the top, leaving two shocking blood marks on the originally snow-white wall.

Seeing this, Chen Luo chanted a few spells softly, raised his hand and waved it. A loud roar suddenly appeared in the well under the tree. A wave of water soared into the sky, condensed into a huge rotating water blade in the air, and roared and shot out quickly.

There was a "swoosh" sound.

As soon as the evil ghost jumped out of the wall, the water blade had already slashed across it, cutting it off directly. A huge water-blue vortex light rotated rapidly, instantly tearing it into pieces.

He sank the Qiankun bag on his waist and once again put the remaining evil energy on his body into his bag.

As his sight extended, a fire broke out in a yard at the other end of the alley, and there was a faint crying sound from it. He then jumped towards the treetops on his toes.

Shen Luo's body leaped on the wall, and a few rabbits rose and fell, and then they came to the yard of the house. They saw a white-clothed ghost with loose hair, spitting out his scarlet tongue and floating towards the little daughter of the house.

The dark long hair behind him was divided into several strands, stretched several feet away, and the ends of the hair were wrapped around the necks of two middle-aged men and a woman, dragging them to the ground.

The three men's faces turned blue, their eyes were bulging, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and only their arms were still trembling slightly. They were obviously on the verge of death and they almost lost their strength to struggle.

Shen Luo immediately flew down and came to the female ghost. His body suddenly turned over and slapped his head with a palm.

Seeing that his palm was about to fall, the female ghost suddenly looked up, her eyes were covered in blood, full of resentment, and the black hair on her head seemed to suddenly come alive, soaring into the sky and wrapping around his arms.

Before he could sink his palms, the thick black hair wrapped around his whole body along his arms, wrapping him in the center like a rice dumpling.

Chen Luo reacted very quickly, and immediately pinched a water-avoiding technique and wrapped himself around him. The next moment, the black hair suddenly drilled into his mouth and nose like crazy.

However, the light curtain condensed by the Water Avoidance Art is very strong, so this black hair naturally cannot break through.

But at this moment, the black hair wrapped around the cheeks suddenly became left and right, spreading to both sides.

Chen Luo immediately saw a scarlet tongue suddenly poking out from the front, stabbing towards him like a blood-colored sword.

A sharp "clang" sound!

The scarlet tongue was nailed directly to his forehead, making waves of "hissing" sounds, accompanied by wisps of white smoke.

"There is still the power of corrosion?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. He wanted to use the magic, but his hands and feet were tied up. He could not pinch the magic formula for a while, and he could not even take out a thunderfall talisman.

His mind moved immediately, and he activated it with a mouthful of Pure Yang Sword Qi. A sudden light flashed in the acupoint in front of him, and a red light suddenly shot out, directly tearing the black hair wrapped around him and flew out.

The next moment, the red light turned around in the air and shot back quickly. A fierce red flame ignited from it, directly piercing through the chest of the long-haired female ghost.

"ah……"

A shrill roar came, and the female ghost's body was burned by the flames and quickly turned into ashes.

Chen Luo absorbed the remaining Yin Qi, took back the Pure Yang sword embryo, and hurriedly went to check the few people lying on the ground, and found that the oldest one had his eyes dissipated and he had no vitality.

The other man and the other woman were still fainted, but they were still a little angry. He quickly passed a pure yang aura into the bodies of the two of them, helped them raise the flames of the little delicacies and restore their vitality.
Chapter completed!
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