Xie Qiao immediately drew another wooden sword from the basket, the material of which was different from the peach wood.

As soon as the wooden sword came out, the ghost's face changed: "Who are you... on earth!?"

If he sees it right, then the bamboo basket beside this woman's feet is all... things that restrain him? !

And this sword... made of lightning strike wood? !

"Come and bring you to hell." Xie Qiao smiled, "Swipe", and put a few talisman on his lightning bolt!

"Lei Xuefeng Cone, taking the sky to perform might, left Chilong, right Xuangui, Tiecheng Purple Hole, Shaling Kanli...Summoned by Yuyin, fast and urgent! Urgent like a law!" Cursed up, Xie Qiao This magic sword seemed to flash again.

Outside, there was a thunder from the blue sky, which frightened everyone. The sound of thunder seemed far and near, as if everyone was listening.

But Xie Qiao could see the thunder light, the power attached to her magic sword, and slashed at the ghost!

The ghost was startled, then furious.

The weird soul screamed and floated to the front. I don't know when there was a weapon in his hand, but it was a soul-calling bell.

This soul-calling bell is different from the one Xie Qiao usually uses.

Over there, black lacquer was lingering, the evil spirit was strong, and the wind was blowing.

Xie Qiao heard the sound of rustling, and after just a moment, from the deepest tomb, countless black bugs crawled out. The bugs, strange and disgusting, densely packed, came towards Xie Qiao and the three of them.

"He, mother,...what is this!" Xie Pinggang couldn't help his scalp tingling.

Zhao Xuanjing had already started to act, and took out the saber in his left hand, and slashed at the insects that were approaching in the gleam of the setting sun.

By Xie Qiao's side, no insects dared to approach him for the time being.

It seems to have felt this strong aura on her body.

"It seems that there is something... getting heavier and heavier." Zhao Xuanjing slapped, vaguely feeling wrong, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

"Have you taken all the charms I gave you?" Xie Qiao took the time to ask.

The two nodded.

"That's fine, it's okay." Xie Qiao replied immediately.

The smell of this place was already urgent and rushing, and the ghost came, which was also one of his attack methods.

The outside air outlet is big enough, and there are spells on them, which has little effect.

Xie Qiao is also a bit difficult at the moment.

The soul-calling bell in this ghost's hand was burned by the **** demon. It was so powerful, the bell swayed, Xie Qiao felt that his soul was going to the sky, and he was uncomfortable!

A lot of fine sweat appeared on Xie Qiao's forehead, and the makeup on his forehead was slightly ruined.

She concentrated, "booming" a few bursts of thunder and fire!

This ghost didn't seem to expect that this Taoist priest was so powerful that he almost didn't hold the soul-calling bell in his hand.

"His Royal Highness, why are the ghosts around you gone?" Xie Qiao looked back at Zhao Xuanjing.

It's been a long time since she saw those scumbags, where did she go?

"Need?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

"You can come." Xie Qiao nodded.

When Xieqiao talked, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly took out a porcelain whistle and blew it gently in his mouth. After a while, it floated... one, two, three... ten ghosts!

And these ten ghosts, each wearing a guard costume, look majestic, and they all seem to be among the ghosts, powerful!

"???" Xie Qiao was a little confused, "has your guard died so many?"

"I burned the clothes, and I did things for the loneliness. You can't favor one another." Zhao Xuanjing was quite serious.

In addition to clothes, many other things were burned, including horses, weapons, and paper money.