"The Third Master..." Ye Nan looked at the Soul-Suppressing Tower in his hand, and now he was sweating on his head, thinking: "Damn it, I didn't expect these two old Taoists to be in the same group! It seems that this time I'm really going to die!"

After making up his mind to kill the old Taoist, he ignored him and tried his best to strengthen the spiritual power in his hands, trying to get rid of the Japanese as soon as possible.

The old Taoist saw Ye Nan not answering and laughed wildly: "Boy, I didn't expect you to hit me today. Let's understand the new and old hatreds together, and avenge my third uncle!"

After saying that, he looked at Ye Nan holding the Soul-Suppressing Tower and did not dare to let go. He was desperately fighting with the nine Japanese, trying to collect all the Japanese in the tower. He took out a dagger with a blue light from his arms and walked towards Ye Nan with a dark smile: "Boy, die. If you let go, you will die at the hands of the Japanese. If you don't let go, you will die at the hands of the old Taoist. Think about how to die by yourself, hahaha..."

After hearing the old Taoist's words, Ye Nan remained silent and rushed to deal with the Japanese. As Ye Nan's spiritual power was desperately poured in, the nine Japanese were already sucked closer and closer, and were squeezed into a ball that was only about a meter away from the entrance of the tower.

The old Taoist guessed that Ye Nan would succeed in half a minute at most, so he didn't dare to delay any more. He walked in front of Ye Nan, raised his dagger and pointed it at Ye Nan's chest, and was about to start.

The old Taoist dagger was about to fall, and suddenly he saw Ye Nan's face that had been pretending to be calm suddenly showed a sarcastic smile. His heart thumped and he thought to himself that it was not good.

But before he could react, a stream of light came quietly, and the layer of dim golden light film on the old Taoist body paused for only 0.01 seconds. Then a ray of golden light burst out from the surface of the flowing light. With the friction between the two sides, a "punch" splashed on the old Taoist's forehead.

The old Taoist looked in disbelief and stared blankly at the small jade talisman that had suddenly broken on his chest. After ten seconds, with a "clang", as the dagger fell, the old Taoist also stared at his eyes and fell to the ground!

After the nine Japanese continued to hold on for a few seconds, they were sucked into the tower with a "swoosh". Ye Nan put away the Soul-Suppressing Tower in his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, let out a sigh of relief, and whispered: "Beautiful job!"

"Do you just believe me that?" A chuckle came from the headset.

Ye Nan smiled at the opposite hill and said, "If you can't believe it, who else can I believe in this world!"

After Fang Wei brought two marching shovels over, Ye Nan realized how Fang Wei dealt with the body of Mr. Hu. Based on the highest principle of robbing wealth, the two swept away the interesting things on the old Taoist body. Then they found a remote place to dig a deep pit and buried Mr. Wang.

The two drove home. Ye Nan, dressed in yellow dust, quickly took a shower, changed into dirty clothes, and then sat in the living room and looked at the pile of spoils on the table. First, they picked up the two small porcelain pots containing ghost generals and spirit ghosts and looked at them. The top was covered with cinnabar-filled red magic traps.

Ye Nan thought about it and wondered how the ghost general was injured now. After all, the ghost general was hit by Ye Nan's two talismans at that time, but it was obvious that the ghost general was seriously injured! However, he did not dare to release the ghost general. If the other party backfired, Ye Nan would not be sure to deal with it.

Ye Nan thought about it. Although the old ghost didn't want to attack him, he was better off. He took out a spirit gathering talisman, and after the energy power was catalyzed, he poured the spiritual power into the mahogany plug at the mouth of the bottle.

The old ghost in the porcelain pot was staying inside with a worried look on his face and thought to himself: "I don't know how the baby is doing or whether he has won, but under the siege of the Nine-Son Ghost Mother and the little Taoist priest, with his strength in the Spirit Gathering Stage, it is probably a bit of a disaster!"

Just as he was worried, a fresh spiritual energy suddenly poured in from his head. The old ghost was stunned and quickly took a deep breath of comfort and sucked all the spiritual energy around him into his body. This was the purest spiritual energy, and we must not waste it.

After the old ghost absorbed all the spiritual energy smoothly, his body was obviously condensed a little more than before, he thought, "It must be that baby who won, the little Taoist priest is not so kind!" Thinking about it, he sighed: "It turns out that it looks very similar to my little grandson, and he is just as kind as heart-hearted!"

After Ye Nan poured the spiritual energy into it, he put down the small porcelain pot, picked up the small wooden bottle and took a look. The small wooden bottle was also carved with cinnabar and there was nothing special about it. However, Ye Nan estimated that the ghost mother should be locked inside, so he didn't dare to be careless and put it carefully.

Ye Nan looked at the small flag and two white bone cones, but didn't care much. Instead, the broken body-protecting jade talisman attracted Ye Nan's attention!

Ye Nan picked up the small jade talisman that was broken into three pieces and carefully pieced it together. The surface of the small jade talisman was carved with a faint talisman with cinnabar.

Ye Nan looked at the jade talisman on the table and looked carefully. It was composed of several talismans entangled together, not a single one. One of them was very similar to the spirit gathering talisman, but Ye Nan didn't know about the other two.

Ye Nan was very curious about how this body-protecting jade talisman was made. It seemed that the body-protecting effect was good. It could even defend bullets and spell attacks, and it could automatically protect the master. It was at least at level two or above, and it was not very strong than his evil-proof talisman.

But after studying for a while, Ye Nan couldn't figure out what the other two talismans represented, so he gave up. Although he was really jealous, he couldn't get it out.

He put away a few items, took out the soul-referring record that came from Mr. Hu, and carefully looked for the ghost control technique to study it. He took over many ghosts from Mr. Hu, spirit ghosts, and nine-son ghost mothers. There were many ghosts. It would be a pity to waste it. It would be better to take them for yourself.

Ye Nan's little abacus was good, but this ghost control technique was not so simple. There were a lot of talismans and spells, which made Ye Nan's little brain dizzy. Fortunately, most of the talismans were on porcelain pots, so Ye Nan didn't need to draw them anymore. Just Ye Nan could make a few spells.

Ye Nan saw that he could basically recite the spells smoothly, so he decided to try the spirit ghost first. If he didn't succeed, he could still deal with it.

I immediately held the book in one hand, uncovered the lid of the small porcelain pot that was holding the spirit ghost in the other hand, recited the spell according to the book, and then used his spiritual power to use his hands to gesture a ghost-controlling spell at the mouth of the pot. I felt that the spirit ghost in the pot was controlled by him, and I was happy and succeeded.

Ye Nan summoned the spirit ghost out of the pot excitedly and directed the spirit ghost to float around the house. He was excited, but he felt sorry for Fang Wei who was pushing the door in.

Speaking of which, Fang Wei sent his beloved sniper rifle back to his original place. When he went home, he saw Ye Nan sitting in the living room with excitement on his face. He thought he had discovered something good, so he hurried over and joined in the fun.
Chapter completed!