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Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh calculation(2/2)

The ghost came closer, roared loudly, opened his mouth and sucked in, and was about to swallow Yi Bufan's soul.

At this moment, Yi Bufan stepped forward and quickly swept to the side.

His speed was affected by the swallowing, and he moved very slowly, but he could barely avoid the falling boulders.

Boom!

The boulder hit the ghost's body, sending the ghost crashing down the mountain.

The devouring power that fell on Yi Bufan immediately dissipated, and his actions returned to normal.

He raised his head and raised a contemptuous middle finger in the sky.

Zi Chen, on the other hand, extended an appreciative thumb towards him.

The other people felt a little more relaxed, and the ghost was actually hit.

Yi Bufan looked down and saw the boulder falling to the ground, but the ghost was not dead. It turned over and roared upwards.

During this period, there were also curses that only Yi Bufan and Zichen could understand.

Zi Chen looked at Yi Bufan's position below. After thinking for a while, he came to the second direction, and then involuntarily triggered the trap.

It can be said that Zi Chen activates traps faster than Yi Bufan lures ghosts.

When Yi Bufan heard the noise and raised his head, he cursed because Zi Chen's move made him very passive.

Now, it is no longer him who lures the ghost to trigger the trap, but after Zichen triggers the trap, he must risk his life and lead the ghost to hit it.

Once the speed is not controlled well, he will die.

At this moment, he had cursed all the eighteen generations of Zichen's ancestors, but he did not dare to leave without permission.

The timing was perfect, the boulder fell, Yi Bufan disappeared, and the crashing sound sounded again.
Chapter completed!
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