Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Seeing this, the four immediately stopped their momentum.

"Are these ghost corpses out of their wits?"

"According to reason, they should have no brains."

Zhou Changsheng and Yan Ru started to fight each other.

"Don't argue with me at a time like this, okay?"

Zhou Changsheng said coldly.

"No, what you said is ambiguous. If they have brains, can they still be called ghosts?"

Yan Ru turned into a gangster, just to alleviate the fear in front of her.

"Don't talk about it, I'm afraid that these ghost corpses are not worshiping witches, but something we have never seen."

Fu Kuan frowned.

"Something not seen?"

Yan Ru swallowed her saliva, goose bumps all over her body.

"There is also something that we haven't seen, what is that?" Zhou Changsheng said in disbelief.

Putting four fingers on Fu Kuan's forehead, the moment he opened his sky eyes, he found a strange black air floating above the hag!

And the place where ghost corpses worship is none other than hags!

"It seems that there is still a cloud of black air on the hag's back, but I can't guess what that ugly thing is?"

Fu Kuanhan said in a cold voice.

"It doesn't matter what he is, it's not a good thing anyway."

Zhou Changsheng pulled himself together, picked up the hammer, and was about to charge forward.

"what are you doing?"

Fu Kuan grabbed it.

"Of course I want to rush up to see the situation! Didn't Fu Dui say that it's time to kill him before that thing has become a thing."

"Look at a fart!" Fu Kuanhan said in a loud voice, "Hundred ghosts pay homage to corpses, ghosts carry their backs, and ghost lamps follow their lives. Even if this thing hasn't appeared yet, it is at least a ghost king!"

After Fu Kuan finished speaking, Yan Ru also reacted.

"To be able to make such a big battle, I'm afraid he really isn't someone who is waiting for nothing. If this is the case, wouldn't it be better for us to rush up and destroy him now?"

Yan Ru cheered up and thought of Zhou Changsheng.

"You can't go up. The ceremony has already started. If we go up, we will only become courtiers worshiping the ghost king. Don't forget, we don't have shadows now. According to normal circumstances, we are also ghosts."

As soon as the words finished, Lan Xiaolin said: "So, only I have the chance to see what happened."

While speaking, everyone subconsciously looked at Lan Xiaolin.

"If it's what we think, it's true that you are the best candidate now, but do you know how to get rid of the ghost king on the hag's back?"

"Lend me your sword." Lan Xiaolin didn't seem to be joking, she reached out to borrow the sword from Fu Kuan.

"Are you kidding me?" Fu Kuanhan asked.

"Of course not." Lan Xiaolin's eyes were full of determination.

Fu Kuan's pupils narrowed slightly, "My ghost sword is not something ordinary people can pick up, you..."

Who knows, before he finished speaking, Lan Xiaolin took the ghost sword from his hand and swung it freely.

Seeing this, even Fu Kuan saw it straight.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Fu Dui's ghost sword is something most people can't touch, you..."

Yan Rushi and Zhou Changsheng were dumbfounded.

"I can help too, just watch carefully!"

While talking, I saw that under Fu Kuan's reminder, Lan Xiaolin had jumped high and headed straight for the hag!

The hag watched Lan Xiaolin pounce on her from a distance, and immediately became extremely swollen, forcibly blocking the cloud of black air behind her completely.

However, Lan Xiaolin herself made a sudden attack, even though the hag inflated like a balloon after a while, she still couldn't block Lan Xiaolin's blow!
In an instant, Lan Xiaolin's ghost sword radiated extremely glaring light, piercing into the hag's heart impartially!

The blade pierced through the back from the heart, and it was extremely skillful to completely penetrate the cloud of smoke behind it.

Seeing this, everyone suddenly gasped.

All I could hear was the hag opening her mouth wide and roaring continuously.

Although Lan Xiaolin succeeded with one blow, she hadn't thought of how to get back.

This roar, on the contrary, made her fly back.

Zhou Changsheng jumped high and hugged him lightly.

Fu Kuan also waved his hand and recalled the ghost sword.

Seeing the black air being hit by the ghost sword, the black air that had not yet formed was constantly becoming materialized!

Countless black air turned into balls of dirty mud, continuously pouring out from behind the hag.

Black air surged, and an extremely terrifying baby corpse got out from the mud on the hag's back.

There is a hole pierced by a ghost sword on his body!
However, even though his body was pierced, he still didn't die immediately!
"What shall we do now?"

Zhou Changsheng put Lan Xiaolin down carefully, holding the hammer tightly in his hand, staring at her.

"You dare to disturb this king's tranquility, it seems that you don't want to live anymore!"

Although the baby is extremely thin and short, its voice is exactly the same as that of a normal adult.

"The ghost baby actually spoke." Yan Ru's pupils shrank slightly.

"Damn it, you didn't die after being hit by a sword, you are lucky!"

Zhou Changsheng cursed.

"If the sword just deflected a little bit, I might be finished. However, you guys are really unlucky. Since the sword didn't send me to the west, let me come and send you to the west. !"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost baby on the hag's back waved a big hand, and the guy who was still bowing down on the ground immediately got up and rushed towards Fu Kuan and the others.

These ghost corpses hadn't seen living human flesh for some time, and when they looked at Fu Kuan and the others, the greedy look in their eyes was particularly terrifying!
Fu Kuan held the ghost sword in his hand, before the ghost corpses rushed over, the ghost sword was blazing like a crescent moon, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, extremely domineering, and smashing the heads of the ghosts.

"It seems a bit powerful, boy, how about I give you a chance to be my dog?"

The little ghost king looked at Fu Kuan coldly.

"What a big tone, do you think anyone is as obedient as the hag under your feet?"

Yan Rushi knocked away the ghost attacking from the left wing, and was about to jump up, but was blocked by the ghost again.

"Your mouth is not enough, I like it, so you can be my dog ​​too!"

The little ghost king waved his hand casually, and those ghosts who were already almost crazy became even crazier and attacked more chaotically, rushing towards them.

At this moment, Zhou Changsheng jumped up high, and the Yin-Yang hammer was about to hit the little ghost king's head.

"What's the use of jumping high?"

The little ghost king moved casually, and a vine hung down from above, directly hanging Zhou Changsheng on it.

Zhou Changsheng, who was swaying, kept throwing his legs, trying to break free, but it got tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, Fu Kuan swung his body, and the ghost sword danced wildly, finally cutting off the vines that appeared out of nowhere above.

After Zhou Changsheng escaped and ascended to heaven, the little ghost king was already preparing to attack Yan Rushi.

"Grandma, it's just such a big fart thing, it's so difficult to deal with!"

Zhou Changsheng cursed, jumped up high again, stepped on the ghost corpse's shoulder and rushed forward.