The ghost infant that charged ahead crashed headfirst into the outer edge of the array.
With a loud "boom," the seemingly ordinary quicklime ring suddenly burst into a bright white light. The scorching yang energy collided with the yin energy on the ghost infant, producing a loud bang like boiling oil being poured onto snow.
White smoke mixed with black mist shot into the sky, causing the ghost infant to let out a painful scream and be forcefully bounced back!
His forelimbs, which touched the quicklime ring, emitted blue smoke and a burnt smell.
But he seemed to be enraged. His pale eyes stared intently at Old Han, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide. A thick, foul-smelling black corpse fluid gushed out like a high-pressure water gun, shooting straight at Old Han's face!
"You wicked creature!" Old Han shouted, neither dodging nor avoiding. He swiftly formed a hand seal with his left hand at his chest, while his right hand held a copper bell in front of him. "Borrowing the power of heaven and earth, golden light protects the body, defend!"
The ancient patterns on the surface of the bronze bell suddenly lit up, and a layer of pale golden halo spread out, protecting him from behind.
The black corpse fluid crashed into the golden light, producing a sizzling, corrosive sound. The golden light shook violently, but managed to block it.
But Old Han's face also paled slightly, clearly indicating that blocking this attack was not easy.
"Now! Thunder and fire in the Zhen position, true flames in the Li position, and sharp metal in the Dui position, assist me!" Old Han shouted urgently.
I had been waiting for his words, and immediately took a step forward, but did not leave the position of Zhen.
"Go forth, Thunder Strike Sword, it's time for you to show your skills!"
With a long cry, the Thunderstrike Sword emitted a bright red light from the Thunderfire Talisman I had drawn with my blood on its blade!
A condensed arc of electricity, as thick as a chopstick, crackled and shot out from the sword, striking the peach wood stake at the Tian Shu position with pinpoint accuracy.
Seeing this, Luo Tianhe didn't know what to do, so he followed his heart and forcefully stuck the money sword in his hand into the ground.
The coin sword stuck in the ground suddenly emitted a cluster of flames from its hilt, which spread along the patterns of the array.
Zhang Qiang didn't understand magic, but he was hot-blooded and upright as a policeman. Suddenly inspired, he roared and slammed his stun baton against the ground node corresponding to the "Dui" position, activating the switch with a snap.
I'll electrocute you, you son of a bitch!
"Well done!" Old Han shouted, biting his tongue and spitting a mouthful of blood onto the shaking copper bell!
The golden light from the copper bell surged once more. He gripped the bell with both hands and shook it violently at the ghost infant that was lunging at him again.
"clang!"
To our astonishment, a small copper bell produced a deep, resonant sound, like the grandest of ancient Chinese bells!
The sound waves were visible to the naked eye, forming a golden-red beam of light interwoven with tiny electric sparks, which crashed into the ghost infant.
"Holy crap, these special effects are awesome!" Luo Tianhe muttered.
Sensing a deadly threat, the ghost infant let out another piercing howl. Beneath its bluish-black skin, the blood vessels writhed wildly, and yin energy erupted!
The sound waves collided with the torrent of yin energy, producing no sound, only a teeth-grinding, annihilating sound.
The array diagram flickered violently, and two of the seven peach wood stakes made a cracking sound as they could no longer bear the weight, and then fine cracks appeared!
Some of the jujube wood prayer beads also became dull and even crumbled.
The three of us were shaken to our core, and suddenly felt a sense of weakness, our faces turning pale.
Zhang Qiang's hand was lacerated, and blood stained the stun gun in his hand.
I suddenly realized why Old Han was so arrogant just now; he had taken advantage of our influence!
However, this was something we had already discussed. The three of us standing inside the array were there to act as human batteries for him.
A muffled thud came from afar. We looked up and saw it was the ghost baby.
Thick black smoke billowed from his body as he was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily into the wall inside the cold storage.
But he was still alive. He struggled to get up again, his pale eyes filled with resentment that seemed to overflow. He stared intently at Old Han and then glanced at us.
Finally, its eyes fell on Li Huai, who was standing on the outer edge of the array, holding a bronze mirror and looking deathly pale.
Holy crap, this little ghost baby even knows to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze!
My heart trembled violently, and at the same time, Elder Han shouted, "He's trying to find a substitute or blood food to recover! Stop him! Don't let him leave the battlefield! He's been severely injured! Now is the best time to eliminate him!"
Sure enough, the ghost infant stopped trying to attack the triangular formation formed by Elder Han and the three of us. Instead, it seized the opportunity to exert its power, transforming into a blurry black shadow and rushing towards the weak point of the formation where it had just cracked!
"Damn it, Li Huai, what are you standing there for? Run!" I shouted at Li Huai as I took a step and caught the lightning sword that Old Han threw back. I threw the lightning sword back like a javelin.
"Lightning Strike Sword, give him a good beating!"
"Received, Master!" The Thunderstrike Sword drew an arc, striking back and aiming straight for the ghost infant's back.
Li Huai's legs were weak. Although he tried his best to run, how could a two-wheel drive vehicle be a match for a four-wheel drive vehicle? The ghost infant was in front of him in an instant.
"Lightning Strike Sword, give him a Thousand Years of Kill!" Luo Tianhe shouted from afar.
At this moment, the ghost infant had its back to the lightning sword and was almost completely defenseless.
Upon hearing Luo Tianhe's words, my face immediately turned ashen.
I still need the Thunder Strike Sword. If I use it on this ghost infant with the Thousand Years of Kill, how am I supposed to use it?!
At the critical moment, the ghost infant seemed to sense the deadly threat behind it, and in a bizarre twist in mid-air, its entire body completely folded up.
He was already extremely thin, and with that twist, the lightning sword missed its mark.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the ghost infant opened its mouth wide and spewed a small plume of pale gray mist toward Li Huai.
From a distance, I could smell a sweet, fishy odor in the mist, which made me feel dizzy.
It's a bewitching miasma!
Generally speaking, it is the corpse demons who know this kind of evil magic, but I didn't expect that this ghost baby would know it too!
"Li Huai, hold your breath and get out of the way!" Old Han seemed to realize something and shouted urgently at him.
But Li Huai was already terrified. When he smelled that sweet and pungent smell, his eyes became glazed and unfocused. He even showed a strange, silly smile on his face. He stood there blankly, opening his arms to the ghost baby!
My eyes widened in horror; I could even see the ghostly infant rip open Li Huai's stomach and crawl inside him in the next second.
Old Han's face was ashen; he was about to unleash a spell with a considerable cost.
Just then, another unexpected event occurred.
"Damn it, just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover!"
The lightning sword that had just missed its target actually circled around and came back!
At this moment, he seemed extremely angry, with dancing arcs of electricity crackling around the sword as it plunged straight into the infant ghost's chest.
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