They were completely dumbfounded. Before they could react, a powerful pressure swept over them, and Ma Hehua swiftly killed five ghosts with her knife. This was before they even had time to dodge.
"Holy crap! What the hell is that thing?"
"That's scary, everyone run!"
"Go quickly and tell the Ghost King that someone has trespassed into the Ghost Realm."
Ma Hehua was slaughtering everywhere, looking like a demon from hell, except... she was a bit ugly.
Fang Laoke hid in the shadows, secretly plotting his escape.
It wasn't that he didn't want to escape, but the yin energy blocked the space outside, leaving him with no other option but to summon his ghost realm.
He looked at the fleeing ghosts with a gloomy gaze. "You've been training for a thousand days, but now you're using them for one. Don't blame me for being ruthless. It's time for you to make your contribution."
After those ghosts were killed, they turned into a mass of yin energy. As more and more ghosts were killed, the yin energy accumulated.
The surrounding magnetic field was sealed off by Ma Hehua's half-baked domain. At this moment, Zhang Xiaomo and the old Taoist priest came out. Upon seeing this, the two of them were so frightened that their lips turned white.
"Uncle, pinch me quickly, are we dreaming?"
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Three gleaming slaps landed on Zhang Xiaomo's face, and it immediately swelled up.
"How's it going? Still dreaming?" Old Deng asked him in a low voice, his hands numb from the three slaps.
Zhang Xiaomo; "…………………………"
"Hey! No, did I ask you to hit me?" Zhang Xiaomo said with a face full of resentment.
"Hmph! I'm beating you up. If it weren't for the chicken you roasted, my mortuary wouldn't have had so many problems!" Old Deng thought indignantly.
"Hey, wait, what does this have to do with me?"
Zhang Xiaomo was completely devastated.
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