Chapter 1173: Lanling Ghost King VS talented female monk (5)

"Is this?" The tall, tall man who had previously looked proud of his face changed instantly.
If it is still not seen, it is someone who deliberately did it, and the three of them have spent so many years of cultivation.
The man who had never spoken was pale, and the man dressed in a blue-banded literate scribe on his head turned his hand and presented a bronze gossip mirror.
He threw the gossip mirror on his head, and the gossip mirror flashed in the golden light, illuminating the situation within two meters of the square.
Obviously, this is a good implement.
Can see the situation around, the little fat priests put a lot of heart in their hearts, and the words also restored the previous agility: "Zhang Xiong's gossip mirror is really the top implement, there is a brother, why should we fear those ghosts ......"
His words have not been finished yet, and the surrounding smog suddenly bursts even more fiercely, and there is even a hint of weeping and mourning in the gale.
In such a situation, it seems more infiltrating.
The gossip mirror in the midair seemed to be unable to withstand the unknown power and began to wobble.
"Not good!" The middle-aged scribe dressed up changed his face. He quickly took out a few spells from his arms, biting his middle finger, and having words in his mouth. The golden light rushed toward the gossip with his spell, trying to stabilize. Live in the gossip mirror.
However, it is not useful.
In the increasingly yin wind, the gossip mirror is like a leaf boat in the waves of the sea, and there is always the danger of overturning.
The middle-aged scribe was paler and paler than a trace of blood.
"Two people wish me a hand!" He whispered.
The two people around him seem to feel the power of their opponents.
When the three of them came to Lanling, they listened to some of the same people. This area has the Lord. The ghosts here are not a big evil. Let them be careful, and it is best to avoid this place.
However, the three self-sufficiency skills, to Lan Ling several days between the acceptance of a few powerful ghosts, they are somewhat arrogant, thinking that those who were previously exaggerated.
But after really meeting the immediate situation, the three talents understand that the previous ones are nothing but self-righteous.
There seems to be a voice of the female yin test in the yin wind: "You three... Why come to my Dongfu, is it to me... I have lived alone for so many years, is it lonely?"
At the same time, the gossip mirror in the air also seemed to be overwhelmed. After a few wobbles, it finally burst into a crisp crack, and it trembled on the ground.
The instrument is connected to the owner's mind. The middle-aged scribes spit out a blood on the spot, and the face is like gold paper, which is obviously not light.
Without the gossip mirror, the surrounding area was restored to a darkness.
At this time, the three talents were really aware of the fear.
They have lost a powerful instrument and injured one person, but they don’t understand what the other party is.
The tall and tall Taoist temperament suddenly got a little excited. He pulled out the sword and suddenly smashed toward the thick fog. He screamed in his mouth: "Where is the ghost monster, it is a ghost! Let's face it!"
"Hey!" I don't know where the branches of a leaf stick out, and I smacked in his face.
In the meantime, half of the face of the thin and tall Taoist swelled up.
His sword swept in that direction, only to find that it was just an ordinary branch.
The thin priests never dared to speak anymore.