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Suddenly, when Wang Ye heard the giggle above his head, his heart sank. He raised his head to look, and saw the tattered red dress fluttering above his head.

However, no one else had seen this thing. Her face was covered in wounds and blood, and even her eyeballs were gone. If it weren't for the two white rabbits on her chest, she would only have been able to distinguish her gender based on her several meters of hair.

You're playing with me! Wang Ye was so scared that his legs almost went soft. So this guy had one on top of his head, no wonder he felt that something was staring right at him.

Without even thinking about it, he bit his finger tip. The pain was so f * cking excruciating! Wang Ye felt that his brain was much clearer, he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

She spurted out her saliva and blood. The ghost girl's body became sluggish as her body became stained with blood. All of a sudden, her yin aura became even stronger.

"Kid, you haven't even started cultivating, and you have no Tao technique. The blood from your fingertip is not essence blood at all. It is completely useless against evil spirits!" The old Daoist hurriedly reminded.

"Wait!" Wang Ye said: "I still have another ultimate skill!"

Everyone was startled, they saw Wang Ye talking to the air and it was extremely strange. Chen Jian was hiding behind Ah Sheng, and he was so scared that he almost crawled through the gap in the door.

Wang Ye fished in his pocket for a while, then took out two crumpled hundred-dollar bills and said: "Take them, don't be polite with me!"

A wave of cold wind blew, Wang Ye's body flew backwards, and he cursed: "Didn't the television say that money can make ghosts work?"

The old Daoist whispered, "That must be underworld money!"

"F * ck your grandpa!" When Wang Ye saw that the ghost girl was hanging upside down, she slowly floated towards him.

"King of Gamble, do you have any money? Lend me some?" Wang Ye asked.

"No!" Don't call me! "Just pretend I don't exist!" The incomparably arrogant Betting King’s Ghost shrank back within the sariras, not daring to come out.

Wang Ye chanted an incantation, pinched the sariras, and with a thought, he tossed Betting King’s Ghost out.

"Help me block it!" Wang Ye roared.

The others' yang flames weakened, and they immediately saw Li Gui, as well as a burly Betting King’s Ghost who had just flown out with a pale face.

"Wah!" Help! " Chen Jian was so scared that he closed his eyes.

Liu Hong faced the door and muttered: "Hurry up and open, and let me out!"

"What is that thing?" Is this a ghost? " Ah Sheng said.

Li Gui suddenly turned around and stared at Ah Sheng, the maggots on her body flung down a large amount, causing Ah Sheng to instantly faint on the spot.

Betting King’s Ghost was thrown in front of the evil ghost, he was not a weak ghost, but he was actually afraid of an ordinary evil ghost! He stood in front of the wraith and coughed.

"We're all companions, this …" Betting King’s Ghost said while trembling in fear.

A gurgling sound came from the ghost's throat. The Gambling King burrowed into the ground in fright and said, "It's none of my business!"

"Why is this King of Gamble so good?" Wang Ye asked the old man.

"Because she's a female ghost, and even more so a red-clothed evil spirit. Even if it's ghost officer s, taking care of her isn't that easy, and from my point of view, she's already almost cultivated into a Ghost Demon." The old Daoist's voice rang out.

Wang Ye asked: What is it?

"Once the Ghost Acupoint is broken, her soul will be destroyed. However, people who cultivate in the Dao must use ghosts to accumulate merits." The old Daoist said.

"Then why don't you f * cking come out and fight with this evil spirit! God damn it! " Wang Ye noticed that the Ghostly Fierce Demon was focusing on the Gambling King, causing him to heave a sigh of relief.

Wang Ye's mind quickly searched for all the techniques, but most of them were rejected, they were not bad for dealing with normal spirits, but if this thing was about to become a Ghost Demon, then what could he do?

With a flash of brilliance, he said, "Everyone, stop breathing!"

He should be able to hold his anger back! This evil ghost's eyes looked useless. She looked like a half-corpse, half-ghost. Her eyes were dripping with juice and she was trying to expel the insects.

The old Daoist sighed and was about to remind him that it was already too late.

When the wraiths saw them quiet down, they were stunned on the spot. Their bodies then tightly pressed against the ceiling, and while she was crawling up the ceiling, maggots were falling down from all directions.

Wang Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and the evil ghost disappeared from everyone's sight.

He still sat on the ground without getting up, afraid that this thing would suddenly return. He had always felt that the sariras were extremely powerful, but they couldn't even deal with this evil ghost. They were truly trash!

He had to find some powerful magic tools in the future. Things like the sariras were probably used to transmigrate to ghosts. If he really fought against those evil spirits, he would have no use at all.

He felt a cold sensation on his neck, as if someone was blowing on him. He gently turned his head around.

However, he did not see anything. He suddenly remembered that he should not have done this. According to the old Daoist's memories, one could not casually turn back and extinguish his own flame.

When Wang Ye realized that something was wrong, he suddenly saw a pale face hanging on top of his head. At that moment, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Why was this fellow always staring at him! He wanted nothing more than to pretend to be unconscious!

"The golden needles on your body can deal with him!" The old Daoist hurriedly reminded.

"Gold needle?" Wang Ye felt as if his hands and feet had lost control.

His body gradually lost its strength as waves of coldness seeped into his body. He thought to himself, "This old Daoist is f * cking bullsh * t, why didn't he tell me earlier!"

How many years had that golden needle gone through? It had gathered the spirit energy of the world, not only to cure the poison, but to destroy the evil!

However, his body was gradually losing its mobility. He issued a command in his mind, but his hands were not under his control. His body could not move at all.

The Demonic Ghost's body slowly descended and her face slowly returned to normal. However, the soul in Wang Ye's body became weaker and weaker.

"I can only try my best to help you!" The old Daoist shouted.

"Heaven and Earth have no Primordial, Paragon Wumianzhe, Exalted Dao Sovereign, please do it!" These words came out of Wang Ye's mouth.

Wang Ye's body erupted with yellow light, in that moment, it was the power of his jade pendant! A ray of light repelled the wraith.

In that moment, Wang Ye rushed out with the golden needle in her hand. The evil ghost had just returned to its normal appearance, she was just one step away from becoming a Ghost Demon.

This wave of power forced her back and ruined her plans. The evil ghost was furious, and its face turned malevolent.

Under the light, the skin on her face continuously corroded, and the black aura surrounding her body dispersed. Wang Ye grabbed onto the silver needle and charged forward.

"Ghost sect!" Between her eyebrows! " the old Daoist roared.

Wang Ye did not dare to slight him, but the damned thing was that the yellow light had disappeared, causing the evil ghost to recover its strength and immediately reach the ceiling, he could not go up!

"Gambling King!" If you still want to fulfill your wish, then help me. If I die, no one will be able to help you! " Wang Ye roared.

The Betting King’s Ghost hid underground, stuck out half of his head and said, "If my soul were to fly out of my body, I wouldn't even have the chance to reincarnate! "I'm not going to do anything that would make me lose money!"

"You!" Wang Ye panicked.