Qin Xin tensed up and was at a loss when a ghostly cry suddenly came from behind her. When she looked sideways, Zhao Yuezhu had already pierced a scale rod into the back of the human skin.

The fire that emerged from Venus rolled along the limbs of the human skin, almost burning the entire human skin into a fireball.

Before Qin Xin could react, Zhao Yuezhu pushed Qin Xin away, picked up a weight and smashed it on the head of the ghost in the mist.

"You..." Qin Xin originally wanted to say "come back", but before she could say anything, she saw Zhao Yuezhu smashing the man's head into the cavity with a weight, and when red fire erupted from the corpse's neck cavity,

The human skin also withered and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yuezhu was holding the weight in one hand and the weighing rod in the other. He looked coldly at the four figures in the clouds and mist: "Qin Xin, step back. You and Li Po have been protecting me, and now it's my turn. I'm a warlock too!"

Mr. Ye is a man who has no magic weapon but can fight ghosts.

Ghosts are afraid of things that represent justice. A merchant's scale, a tailor's ruler, or a carpenter's ink cartridge can all be taken out to kill ghosts. Provided that no one "tricks" these things, if the scales and rulers are inaccurate, not only will it be impossible to kill ghosts, but it will also be easier to kill ghosts.

Arouse the evil spirit of ghosts.

Before Qin Xin could react, Zhao Yuezhu threw the weight and the weighing rod into the clouds. He didn't know what those two things hit. A thunderous thunder suddenly exploded in the sea of ​​clouds, and ghostly cries rushed through the door.

Secret room.

Qin Xin was stunned by the scene in front of her. She couldn't figure out why the thing thrown by "Mr. Wild" was so powerful?

I wasn't there at the time, but if I were, I would probably have the same shock.

Zhao Yuezhu didn't seem to think anything of it. He took out eight red chopsticks from his backpack, clamped them between his fingers, and looked into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds with a gloomy expression.

She knew that there were ghosts still alive in the clouds and mist, and she was preparing for ghost attacks.

What she didn't know was that the explosion just now shocked the old man across from me. As soon as the other person gestured for a moment, the soul-chasing rope in my hand shook violently, and the wall near the soul-chasing rope was suddenly blown open.

hole.

When the old man opposite me turned around in shock, my Midnight Scimitar had already penetrated the opponent's chest, traces of black energy scattered along the blade, and a piece of human skin fell off to the ground.

Holding a machete in one hand, I stepped forward, stepped over the broken wall, and walked into a hall that looked like a gathering hall.

The old man who looked at me just now was sitting on the tiger leather chair playing with my day scimitar: "You dare to enter my human skin village, aren't you a coward?"

I looked at the other person: "Are you Chang Jiuzhen? In other words, you are Sun Ting, right?"

Chang Jiuzhen raised his head: "It's not difficult for you to guess that I am Chang Jiuzhen? How did you guess that I was Sun Ting?"

I said calmly: "Your identity was already exposed when the secret order from the Yin Division asked me to find Chang Jiuzhen's earthly soul."

"How many days has it been since Chang Jiuzhen died? It's less than half a month by all means. You are not a human emperor. Why should the Yinsi care about an ordinary earthly soul?"

"Since I debuted, every time I took over the secret order, it was the soul of the earth that had been lost for more than one reincarnation. Would a person who has been dead for more than sixty years go back and open a tattoo shop?"

Chang Jiuzhen's face suddenly darkened: "What else?"

I took two more steps forward: "You can't tell the story for the second time. The first time you used the identity of Sun Ting to throw out the person Chang Jiuzhen, just to disturb my sight and make people confused."

I'm going to find someone who's dead."

"When I asked you about Sun Ting's origin, you didn't dare to reveal too many secrets, so you could only be vague. Therefore, I dare to conclude that you are Sun Ting."

Without waiting for Chang Jiuzhen to speak, I locked onto the opponent's vital point: "Your time is almost up. Nonsense, it's time for us to finish talking. Why don't you take action?"

"That's right!" Chang Jiuzhen suddenly slapped the armrest of the chair, and more than ten hidden cells on the walls on both sides of the hall suddenly opened, revealing twelve living people fixed to the wall with their backs to the hall.

All twelve people had their shirts stripped off, their limbs were nailed with steel nails, and their backs were exposed.

Chang Jiuzhen sneered and said: "I know that the secret technique of human skin cannot deal with you. So, I have to wait until the ghosts and gods come. Anyone who dares to disturb the ghosts and gods from teaching the "Human Skin Sutra" will definitely be killed by the ghosts and gods."

"Do you want to save these people?" Chang Jiuzhen laughed and said, "If you are really brave, then take action to stop the ghosts and gods!"

After Chang Jiuzhen finished speaking, a patch of ink that looked like needles appeared on the twelve people. At first glance, it looked like someone was standing behind them and using needles to tattoo some kind of spell on each other's bodies. Ten

The screams of the two men instantly filled the secret room.

Chang Jiuzhen laughed wildly and said: "I have spent a hundred and twenty years and finally waited for the last three chapters of "Human Skin Sutra". You are still too late!"

Chang Jiuzhen looked at me sideways and said, "Aren't you a warlock? Why don't you save people? Are you afraid of ghosts and gods? Don't say you are a warlock if you are afraid of death."

"You warlocks are all bullies and shy of the strong. When you meet ordinary people, you show off your power, but when you meet ghosts and gods, you are worse than dogs!"
Chapter completed!