It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

With Beixing's absolute trust, they were able to stabilize their position temporarily. On the other side, Song Tangshan used his divine seal to attack in a circle and almost eliminated all the evil spirits.

Song Tang held the White Ghost in one hand and touched her chin with the other, looking at the Mountain God Seal still suspended in the air thoughtfully. It seemed that the Mountain God Seal had been upgraded again, and her collection of faith power had made great progress.

It was just that the environment was not right, and Song Tang's joy only lasted for a moment before he returned to reality.

The Mountain God Seal opened a path ahead. Song Tang carried the white-clothed ghost with a table leg stuffed in his mouth with one hand and walked all the way to the young ghost.

"I'll take you away." Without waiting for the young ghost to react, he dragged the young ghost outside.

The young ghost had already revealed his ghostly appearance at this time, with half of his face being burnt.

He struggled with a look of panic, "You should go save your friend first, the other evil spirits are on the way to support them! If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"Don't worry about them!" Song Tang picked up a ghost in one hand and ran out at the speed of the wind.

I saw Song Tang coming, and I saw Song Tang leaving!

Jumping back and forth between hope and despair.

"She, why didn't she save him?" Dou Zirui pointed at Song Tang who left like the wind, trembling.

Ou Qi didn't know when he woke up, but his face was still a little blue.

Although the other party did not hurt him, he was still injured. Ou Qi immediately knew where the problem lay.

He hated Song Tang and Bei Xing so much that he said sarcastically, "This is the Master Song you all believed in! He is clearly no match for him, so he wants us to drag these ghosts along so he can escape!"

The few people who were still struggling to hold on looked at each other. It was a fact that Song Tang ran away without saying a word. They were indeed left behind.

"She wouldn't just use us as bait and throw us away now that she's done with us, right?" Guo Zhi's face was filled with panic, and he also began to waver.

"Impossible!" Zong Zekai's face flushed red, not knowing whether it was because of excitement or because there was fire all around him. He said angrily, "Master Song is not that kind of person. Didn't you see that she prepared paper figures in advance? The fact that we are unharmed now is the best proof!"

"If you don't believe me, you can just go out by yourselves. Who is stopping you?" Bei Xing was so angry that he was shaking. "The paper people come back! Don't block the way. Let them go!"

These ungrateful people, I should have not cared about their lives.

The paper figures seemed to have really understood Beixing's words and retreated back to Beixing.

As a result, Lou Shao had to move a few steps closer to the others. Now he was standing in the outermost circle, and he didn't have the ability to fight a hundred people alone!

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill us all?" Ou Qi pushed Bei Xing hard and pointed at a few paper figures and ordered, "What are you standing there for? Go and stop those ghosts!"

The paper man's black bean-like eyes moved, but his body did not move.

Beixing sneered, crossed his arms and watched as more and more ghosts gathered.

Ou Qi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his eyes were fixed on Beixing. He wanted to mobilize others to put pressure on Beixing, but this time even Guo Zhi turned his face away. Several photographers stood firmly on Beixing's side, and when they saw that their boss didn't say a word, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Trust the master and save your dog's life. This is what they say based on experience.

It was not until Lou Shao reminded him that Beixing waved his hand and the paper figures went into battle again, forcing back the surrounding ghosts.

The entrance of the Furama Hotel.

The young ghost broke free from Song Tang's hand and said bitterly, "I can't leave. This is a ghost den. Without the order of the ghost master, none of us can leave."

"You actually know how to enter and exit the ghost den? You know a lot." Song Tang looked thoughtful.

The young ghost was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I heard it from the old ghosts. You should leave quickly, or it will be too late."

"Really?" Song Tang crushed the young man in white into ashes.

The young ghost opposite had long lost his previous clear black and white eyes, and turned into a pair of dark ghost eyes without any white.

Seeing his own kind turned into ashes, but there was no reaction at all. Song Tang blew away the non-existent ashes in his palm and said, "Watching myself die again, and there is no reaction at all?"

The young ghost stared at Song Tang with his eyes for a while before he smiled slightly, and his burned face instantly returned to normal.

He doesn't look like a ghost, but more like an ordinary weak boy.

"When did you find out?" The young ghost looked curious, as if the person in front of him was not a Taoist master, but a good friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"I knew it from the beginning." Song Tang pointed at himself, then at the boy opposite him, "I am a Taoist priest after all. Your companions couldn't even hide from me, but you came right over here."

As for why he came over, Song Tang didn't know and didn't want to know.

She smiled and said, "I have lived for a long time. Over the years, I have learned a very simple and useful truth. Now I will teach it to you. That is, talk less nonsense with others!"

As he spoke, the Mountain God Seal in his hand flew out and directly towards the Ghost Lord opposite.

The ghost master quickly retreated more than ten meters with his hands behind his back, and at the same time, a strange smoke flew out of his hands. The smoke was gray and kept squirming in the air until it enveloped Song Tang.

Shrouded in smoke, college roommates, the vice president, Bai Xue and others appeared in front of Song Tang one by one. The surrounding environment also changed from the university campus to a film crew, and finally to the small courtyard that Song Tang was most familiar with.

Inside the courtyard, the old abbot was working hard to pull out weeds, holding a handful of weeds in his hand.

He looked up and smiled at Song Tang, "Tangtang, what do you want to eat tonight? Grandpa, the master of the temple, will make it for you."

"Tangtang, are you used to school? Are your classmates getting along well with you?"

"Tangtang, do you have enough money? Grandpa, the master of the temple, took care of a funeral today and got a big red envelope."

"Tangtang, come here quickly. This is a beautiful dress given by a kind person. The tags are still on. You won't be laughed at by your classmates."

"Tangtang, Tangtang, Tangtang..."

The voice of the temple master filled his ears, old and kind. His smile was like the warm sun in winter, warming Song Tang as he grew up.

Unfortunately, she is not Song Tang.

With a snap, the Mountain God Seal pressed heavily on the old master, and the illusion disappeared instantly.

The scene changed again, and in a flash Song Tang found himself in the mountain temple.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and starting from the main hall, the mountain temple collapsed bit by bit in front of her eyes. The majestic mountain god statue also broke into countless pieces in an instant, and its head rolled to Song Tang's feet.

Song Tang's calm eyes began to waver, and soon accumulated into a huge rage.

Who the hell are you to destroy my idol? You're destroying my livelihood!

The Mountain God Seal suddenly flew in one direction and hit something with a snap. The young ghost immediately revealed himself. He wanted to turn into smoke and escape, but found that his body was fixed in place.

There was a talisman stuck on his chest! A talisman that could freeze a ghost!

With a "bang", the Mountain God Seal smashed down on his head, again and again...

There was no longer any human figure to be seen on the ground, and the Mountain God Seal was still pressing down hard, creating a square deep pit.

As if that was not enough, Song Tang moved the Mountain God Seal away and pulled the Ghost Lord's head out of the mud like pulling a carrot, then enlarged the Mountain God Seal and pressed it on him.

In this way, except for the head of the Ghost Lord exposed, the rest of his body was pressed down tightly by the Mountain God Seal and he could not move at all.

"Have you been playing tricks on me all this time?" The ghost lord's handsome face was filled with ghostly aura, and his pair of dark eyes turned blood red, as if he was ready to pounce on Song Tang and tear him to pieces at any time.

Song Tang kicked the ghost master without hesitation, turning his head 360 degrees before stopping.

"Play?" Song Tang smiled, but the smile didn't even reach his eyes. "Who has time to play with you? Do you think I'm a pervert like you? Even if I die, I'll still drag a bunch of people to play games with you?"

Song Tang paused and continued, "Seeing that you were having so much fun, I was just cooperating out of kindness."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost master's face became even more distorted, almost revealing a dead look.