Everything that happened before his eyes somewhat confused Wang Zikun.
He grinned and asked me: "Is this how ghosts fight?"
I asked him: "What else? When these lonely ghosts who have never practiced magic fight, they either devour each other, or consume each other's energy with fists and kicks. There is no more clever tricks.
Only those who have entered the underworld to receive systematic education, or those who are particularly lucky and have a relatively high level of understanding can use spells in action, but not one such ghost can be found in a hundred."
"Okay, I basically understand what's going on with these ghosts."
Wang Zikun threw the cigarette butt to the ground: "At this level, I feel that if I hit them 180 times, there should be no problem. If I hit them a little more, it won't work. I guess my true energy is strong enough to keep up."
I nodded: "That's very good. Ordinary ghosts from the underworld can deal with dozens of ghosts. This has to be said that there are no evil ghosts, otherwise their souls will be scattered."
"Is Yin Chai so good?"
"Then what do you think? An ordinary Yin Chai only has one or two hundred years of cultivation, and he doesn't even have the heart to teach you much."
While we were talking, the female ghost opposite me was almost cleaned by my elder brother.
Not only the female ghost, but several ghosts around it were also affected. The screams were endless, and the green smoke gathered into a smoke belt and rushed straight into the big brother's mouth. They were all about to lose their souls.
After all, the so-called backer hasn't come yet, so I originally wanted to ask my eldest brother to stop for a moment.
But at this time, there was an unpleasant roar, like the impact of rocks: "Stop!"
Hearing this voice, the elder brother trembled violently and stopped quickly.
The sound came from behind Wang Zikun and I, and we both turned around and looked back at the same time.
Then I got angry and said, "Damn it, I thought you had so many backers. It took me a long time to do this. It's such a waste of my feelings."
Standing in front of us was a three-meter-tall ghost who looked like a bucket, with a mouth full of saliva, muscles all over his body, and blood vessels on his body that were crawling like parasites.
This ghost tribe should not be the lowest level. After all, they are wearing armor and holding a mace in their hands.
But even if it was holding a golden cudgel, I couldn't arouse any interest: "Did you see it, Brother Kun? This is the ghost tribe. They look quite scary, but their abilities are not very good. They are just disgusting."
Wang Zikun curled his lips: "Is it him? It's disgusting. I thought it was the tyrant from Resident Evil at first."
Don't tell me, Wang Zikun's description is quite appropriate.
The ghost glanced at me and Wang Zikun with his eyes that protruded more than half of his body, and then looked at the leading female frozen ghost: "What's going on? Are they the two of them here to cause trouble?"
"Yes, yes, that's them. Master, you have to make the decision for us!"
At that time, the female ghost's body was almost transparent. She ran to the ghost clan crying for her father and mother, and collapsed on the ground: "We are staying here well, but he came here and insisted on killing me."
One of the men took us away and I refused to let him go, so he beat us like this.
Master, please kill them both! I have to suck all the energy out of them and make them unable to live or die in my belly, only then can I get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
The female ghost's voice became louder and louder, until it started to pierce her ears.
Wang Zikun bared his teeth in response: "Is it true? It doesn't sound right. Gu Yan, just leave it here. Leave this thing to me. I'll go over and kill it."
"No, no, no, you'd better just stay calm."
I pulled Wang Zikun and said: "The physical strength of the ghost clan is no joke. One punch from this thing can knock your intestines out of your mouth. I'll do it. You just need to be familiar with their attack characteristics."
After that, I also threw the cigarette butt on the ground, moved my wrist and walked towards the ghost tribe: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it quickly. After I deal with you, I still have to go to Hades."
The ghost's eyes were glowing red and he approached me, intending to make a move.
But after I said this, he suddenly stopped: "Who are you and why are you going to Hades?"
I deliberately provoked him: "What are you doing? Hey, we can't afford to offend Hades, but every one of your ghost clan, including the Ghost King, is a loser. I went to Hades this time just to make trouble with you."
Although the ghost clan in front of me has some strength and sense, the heavenly ghosts are born with imperfect brain development, their cerebellum is still weak, and they have no such thing as emotional management. When I heard me scolding the ghost clan, they immediately exploded.
It didn’t ask me who I was anymore: “You little bastard is looking for death, I’m going to tear you alive!”
‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’
Heavy footsteps gradually approached me. Its huge body stepped down, and the ground nearby began to tremble. It should be said that no matter how powerful it is, this deterrence is full.
I knew that even if I didn't use magic, it wouldn't be able to damage my witch body, so I just stood there without moving.
But the elder brother standing behind was a little nervous: "Brother, be careful, don't capsize in the gutter."
"Hey, it can't be capsized. How can it be possible to capsize when dealing with a loser?"
I said this with a playful smile, and then I completely lost my mind that day.
It spit saliva wildly from its big bloody mouth, roared and rushed towards me, swung its mace and hit my chest.
I didn't even move, I held my arms and tried to resist its first punch.
"Damn it, brother, get out of here!"
Just before the stick arrived, I heard my elder brother exclaiming.
Then there was a muffled sound, and its head, which was three times bigger than my head, hit my chest like a battering ram. I still stood motionless, but the huge force was removed from me.
When it reached the foot, a large hole of more than ten meters was opened in the ground.
"ah?"
The kind-hearted brother has a big mouth, but fortunately he has no body, otherwise his jaw would have been dislocated.
"Is this...is this still a human being?"
Several frozen ghosts looked at each other, all dumbfounded.
Only the female ghost who froze to death looked particularly ugly. She probably already knew that she was causing trouble, and she was probably in trouble today.
"If I hit the mountain with my stick, it will break apart. How can you, a little human being, carry it down?"
Tian Gui's huge eyes were filled with astonishment, and he looked at his mace in disbelief.
But then the anger overwhelmed its reason: "You must die today!"
With a roar, it spat out another mouthful of black ghost gas with a rancid smell at me.
But I had been on guard for a long time and used my true energy to gather in front of me to form a transparent wall.
The ghost energy didn't touch me at all, it was all bounced away and landed on the surrounding snow and trees, making a "sizzling" sound of being corroded.
"Just these two moments? It's not that good."
Wang Zikun sneered and looked down at his watch: "One forty, stop playing with Gu Yan and finish them off quickly. We still have to go to Hades."
However, at the same time that Wang Zikun shouted the word "Gu Yan", the expression on the face of the ghost in front of me instantly became distorted.