There is also the older boy, Wu Feng's senior brother Zhou Ming, who runs alone on his back and doesn't touch the ground. Obviously, he has a very strong internal force and is not a easy-to-deal role.

After staying in the dilapidated room for a while, Weng Chai decided that he had to summon his little insect. He could not compete with these masters with his own strength. Moreover, the little insect was also severely injured. If he continued to toss with this group of people, he might be tortured to death by them and he had to lead them out of the city. If he arrived at Heifeng Ridge, he and Taoist Master Qingxu were still hiding in the dark, and by his devouring the many ghosts of the mass grave, Weng Chai was sure to annihilate all of their group.

Thinking of this, Weng Chai activated a spell and summoned the injured little insect back. At this time, because the insect insect was severely damaged, Weng Chai was also affected by a lot. The evil spirit surrounding the body that had been pressed down spread out from his body again. His whole body seemed to be burning, and a black air was emitted all over his body, which made the surrounding air colder.

Before the little insect flew over, Wengchai stood up from the broken house and walked out strode. At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and a bright moon hung in the sky. After Wengchai ran out of the house, he walked towards the dilapidated courtyard wall. Where he stepped on, the originally green weeds suddenly withered, and the black air on his body gradually condensed into terrifying and hideous faces. There were old people, children, men, and women, constantly flashing on his chest and back. If someone saw this terrifying scene, he would definitely be scared to death.

Weng Chai ran to the wall, jumped up, then climbed over the wall, and ran along the path towards the outside of the city.

Since it was just dark, there were still some pedestrians on the road. Although Weng Chai was very uncomfortable, he felt that the body of wronged souls was about to struggle out of his body, but he had to forcefully suppress those wronged souls, allowing the black air filled with his body to gradually gather back into his body. Despite this, the air around him was still as cold as it was.

After walking a few more steps forward, I suddenly encountered a drunken drunken drunk at the entrance of the alley. I walked one step and one after another, and just ran into a hurry. The drunken drunken was a vigilant and shook his courage. He pushed him towards Weng Chai. As soon as his palm touched Weng Chai's body, he felt a thunderous chill swept across his body. A black air spread across the alcoholic's palm, causing the drunken to chill unconsciously, as if he had fallen into an ice hole.

Even so, the drunkard cursed: You old man, don't have eyes when walking, dare to hit your uncle.

Weng Chai raised his head and looked at the drunkard with his vicious eyes. A strange laugh came out from his throat. The suppressed black air spread again. Ghost faces flashed in front of his chest, with green faces and fangs, which attracted the soul. The drunkard suddenly widened his eyes and was so scared that he was scattered. Before he could scream, Weng Chai grabbed his neck and dragged it to a courtyard.
Chapter completed!