The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling threw a fire talisman over.

The strand of hair was burned off, and she pried it off again with the dagger, taking out the soul-suppressing nail.

Madam Sheng San almost immediately felt the changes in the small building.

The strong sense of restraint that I had felt before suddenly loosened a lot.

With a click, a bigger crack appeared on the bronze mirror.

Madam Sheng San quickly emerged from the bronze mirror, and her charming figure was finally fully revealed.

She looked down at herself, raised her arms, and spun around, her skirt flying.

He looked around again and looked down at the bronze mirror on the ground.

Suddenly, she burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! I'm finally out!"

Madam Sheng San was so excited that she almost went crazy. She rushed to the window and said, "I want to get out! I can't be held here anymore!"

"Hey......"

Wait a minute, it only produces the bronze mirror, but not the small building!

Lu Zhaoling was unable to stop an overexcited ghost in time.

Bang.

Madam Sheng San hit the restraints hard, and was bounced back, then fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

She raised her hands above her head, one leg twisted, and lay there in a distorted shape.

"Ahem! Phew."

Madam Sheng San coughed twice and then exhaled a puff of black smoke.

"I'm dying..." she said weakly.

Lu Zhaoling shook his head and sighed.

"Grandma, you are already several dozen years old, and you are so unstable."

Madam Sheng San exhaled another breath of black air, "Who are you calling grandma?"

It's really infuriating.

"There are still several soul-soothing nails that have not been removed. Why are you in such a hurry?" Lu Zhaoling said, and continued to look for the soul-soothing nails.

Outside the small building, Yin Yunting and his companions could see the talismans pasted on the small building. At that moment just now, several of them were suddenly blown away.

As several talismans fell, several streams of air suddenly rushed towards them.

Another ray of light attacked the emperor.

The emperor was startled and the umbrella blocked it. With two "shua" sounds, two cuts were made on the oil-paper umbrella.

The extremely cold air struck the retired emperor's heart. Even though he was a ghost, he still felt like he was frozen.

Moreover, there was a horrible feeling that his energy was being drained.

Something here is draining his soul power!

"Xiao Yin!" The emperor immediately asked Yin Yunting for help.

He is a normal ghost, not a ghost cultivator, and he has no idea how to deal with it.

Yin Yunting immediately threw the red jade over, "Emperor, come in quickly!"

At the same time, he threw another talisman over. When the emperor just got into the jade pendant and the jade pendant fell, the talisman caught the jade pendant and fell down as lightly as a boat.

Yin Yunting came over quickly and caught the jade pendant.

He glanced at the mouth of the well. Although there was a soul-calming stone pressing it down, more and more ghost energy was coming out from the cracks below.

The emperor showed up again.

His face didn't look good, but he remembered what Lu Zhaoling had just said, "Master Ling asked me to block it here."

He has to be the bait.

Although the feeling just now was a bit scary, he believed that Master Ling had a reason to assign him this task and it was impossible for him to die.

Yin Yunting didn't expect that the emperor who had just been attacked could come out in time. He nodded, "Then the emperor should be careful."

He walked a few steps in front of the emperor and taught him a few steps.

"Your Majesty, if you are attacked again, you can use this step to dodge."

This was created by their master. The master said that after being hit by evil spirits many times, one will know the patterns of how to avoid them.

This move can only dodge for a while, with just a few sliding steps, the emperor can see through it in an instant.

"okay, I get it."

Qingbao's exclamation was heard from the other side.

Yin Yunting immediately ran towards Qingbao.

Two balls of black air attacked Qingbao from both sides, looking like they were going to surround and wrap her up.

Qing Bao swung out with her sword, but failed to block the other one, and the amulet on her body was burned.

Qingbao knew that the amulet had blocked the attack for him once.

Yin Yunting had already arrived in front of her, and with a wave of his hand, the wooden hairpin cut through the black air.

He slapped over with the talisman in his other hand.

The talisman energy immediately broke through the black energy.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Qing Bao nodded, "Master Yin, I'm fine."

There were a series of clanging sounds all around, and occasionally the sound of something being scratched could be heard.

All the young men were swinging their swords desperately to fight against the sudden chaotic ghost energy.

"The sword has become very cold!"

Aoki suddenly shouted.

"Ghost energy, that's because there is too much ghost energy." Yin Yunting moved among them, occasionally throwing a fire talisman over to help dispel some of the ghost energy.

"Hold on a little longer."

"Mr. Yin, don't worry, we can definitely hold on!" Zhong Qing said firmly.

Qing Feng felt a mass of black air gathering, and just as it was about to quietly float into the small building, the sword in his hand suddenly swung over.

The sword was brushed by the young lady's talisman, so it must block the evil spirit that is pouring into the small building. The young lady and the prince are setting up soul-soothing nails inside. What if they are unable to distract themselves to deal with the evil spirit?

With a tearing sound.

The sword carried the talisman energy, and lightning flashed through the ghost energy, knocking it away.

But at the same time, several groups of ghost energy rushed towards Qingfeng from behind.

Qing Feng instantly felt the talisman being burned to ashes.

A chill ran down his back.

In an instant, his whole body was cold, his face turned pale, and his movements became stiff.

"Qing Feng!"

Qinglin happened to see this scene, his face changed drastically, and at the moment when he was about to take a step forward and rush over, he thought of what Lu Zhaoling said, that everyone should guard their own position...

Qinglin gritted his teeth and stood still.

"do not come!"

Qing Feng also screamed suddenly, and when he opened his mouth he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Qing Feng, lower your head!"

Qingmu suddenly shouted, and Qingfeng subconsciously lowered his head. In a flash, the sword in Qingmu's hand was thrown towards him, brushing past his head and piercing through the group of ghost energy that was covering him.

Just a little bit.

The evil spirit was about to cover Qingfeng’s head directly.

Qingmu no longer had his sword, so he grabbed the amulet, held it in his hand, and punched at the attacking ghost energy.

Qingfeng shook his body and saw Qingmu's actions. He took out the only amulet left on him, held it in his hand and punched like him.

But the amulet actually had no offensive power, and he was also injured, so his punching speed was much slower.

Just as a ghostly aura was attacking him and Qing Feng seemed powerless to deal with it, Yin Yunting arrived and threw a wooden hairpin at him.

"break!"

There are dangers everywhere outside.

At this moment, the emperor also saw a very different black gas coming out of the well.

As soon as this black air came out, the thin snow around it suddenly turned into ice, and a gust of cold air filled the air.

He was frightened.

Is this the thing in the ghost pool that Xiao Lingzi mentioned before and asked him to block first?

The emperor gritted his teeth and stood in front of the black air.