Chapter seven hundred and twentieth the face is torn
At this moment, every ghost present stopped pretending and revealed their true identity.
I just didn't expect that the owner of this lucky mahjong parlor was actually a ghost from the Qing Dynasty.
The other ghosts around him all had cold expressions and looked like dead people.
Especially the eyes of these ghosts are cold and hollow.
It's terrifying to watch.
Lao Modao and I didn't have any emotional changes, we just paid attention to our surroundings.
As long as these ghosts dare to act rashly, Lao Mo and I can defeat them immediately.
When Wu Jing saw this, his teeth were already chattering with fear.
The "clucking" sound kept coming.
A pair of hands almost pinched Lao Mo's arms purple.
"Tao, Tao, Taoist Master..."
Wu Jing was so trembling that he almost bit his tongue when he spoke.
Lao Mo pulled his hand away and said:
"Why are you panicking? It hurts my arm."
Lao Mo shook his arm in displeasure.
We didn't pay any attention to the ghosts glaring at us around us, looking very casual.
I looked at the ghost boss across from the mahjong table and said again:
"I won't beat around the bush with you anymore.
I'll give you two ways.
Or return to the west.
Or I'll send you back to the west."
My tone was calm and understated.
But who knew, as soon as I said these words.
The male ghost from the Qing Dynasty sitting opposite him slammed the table.
There was a muffled sound:
"What a loud tone!"
I didn't answer, I just smiled coldly, with murderous intent already in my smile.
Lao Mo raised his head and said to the Qing Dynasty male ghost:
"Whether your tone is loud or not, won't you know if you try it?"
As soon as Lao Mo finished speaking, the atmosphere became extremely cold.
The male ghost from the Qing Dynasty sitting opposite us snorted coldly.
"snort!"
In an instant, the door opened behind him closed with a clang.
The lights in the room flickered, and there were bursts of gloomy energy, which instantly filled the room.
The temperature in the room dropped seven to eight degrees in an instant...
Lao Mo and I felt the surge of yin energy around us and the sound of the door closing behind us. We sat in our chairs without moving.
Wu Jing, who was standing behind us, was very frightened:
"Door, door, door is closed. Tao, Taoist priest..."
"If it's not closed properly, no one can leave!"
I responded softly, but my eyes were looking at the male ghost from the Qing Dynasty opposite.
But the male ghost from the Qing Dynasty suddenly narrowed his eyes.
With a sound of "Ouch", he suddenly opened his mouth.
Suddenly, a red tongue full of mucus popped out of the mouth full of fangs and stabbed me.
My pupils dilated and my brows raised slightly.
Lift your left hand down and grab the fox claw on your left wrist.
He pointed at the tongue of the Qing Dynasty male ghost and stabbed it hard.
My speed was so fast that the male ghost couldn't even react.
With a "bang" sound, the fox claw in my hand directly nailed the tongue to the mahjong table.
The heads of male ghosts from the Qing Dynasty were placed on the mahjong table.
There was a look of pain on his face. Maybe he didn't expect that I would strike so quickly and so harshly.
At this time, his tongue was nailed to the table, and he screamed "Ahhh" in horror.
"Shopkeeper!"
"Let go of the shopkeeper!"
The two strong male ghosts standing next to the male ghost of the Qing Dynasty had shocked expressions on their faces and shouted one after another.
For a moment, the face was green and the fangs were sharp.
Raising a pair of ghost claws, he was about to pounce.
The little ghosts around also raised their ghost claws.
"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".
Wu Jing screamed in fright and squatted on the ground holding his head.
But Lao Mo smiled coldly.
He stood up with a "bang" sound.
He held the talisman in his hand in advance and threw it out fiercely.
Pointing directly at the male ghost attacking me on the right.
Before the male ghost could react, a spell was stuck on his face.
He shouted in his mouth:
"break!"
In an instant, the spell exploded.
"boom!"
With an explosion.
The male ghost that attacked me screamed on the spot and was blown away by the power of the spell.
Almost at the same moment, Lao Mo punched out with his left hand, directly hitting the male ghost on the left who was attacking him.
Lao Mo's speed was so fast that he was almost like a phantom.
One punch hit the ghost in the face.
There was another blast of Gang Qi, and the male ghost also screamed, and was knocked away by Lao Mo's punch.
This is just the blink of an eye.
Even the kiddies around him haven't reacted yet.
Lao Mo has jumped on the mahjong table.
He glared around the hall and looked coldly at the hundreds of imps around him.
Pointing at them, he said loudly and coldly:
"Anyone who wants to die, come here!"
As he spoke, Old Mo Xuandan's cultivation level exploded.
The waves of strong Gangqi fluctuations were "whooshing" and oscillating all around.
The people in the house are all wandering ghosts who cheat their lives.
Upon sensing Lao Mo's Xuan Dan Taoism, everyone was so frightened that their faces were ashen and panicked.
Anyone who dared to come over would fall back one after another.
And this series of actions are all completed in the blink of an eye.
Completed in one go, without any sloppiness...
Looking at the fearful ghosts around me.
A smile appeared on my lips.
I have to say that Lao Mo's skills have improved a lot.
This time, he really did it.
The male ghost of the Qing Dynasty whose tongue was nailed was filled with horror when he sensed Lao Mo's moral behavior.
He never thought of it.
Our moral conduct is actually so high...
ps: I just got the news that Wu Sheng’s family member passed away. Wu Sheng has to go to help and express condolences.
Just one update today.
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This chapter has been completed!