Chapter 73 (1/2)
Zhang Jin looked at the old Taoist's face. He was shaking angrily and didn't show weakness. He was waiting and delaying time!
The old Taoist priest obviously has a card. Since he is a ghost keeper, he looks so old. He may have raised several. Zhang Jin looks very indifferent on the surface, but after all, it is the bloody disaster mentioned before, and his heart is more or less nervous.
Grandma has two legs. Why don't you come out? The tomb has been repaired for you. At least two come out to summon me for the third time!
The old Taoist took a deep breath, which calmed the mood of being inhaled by Zhang Jin. He walked towards Zhang Jin step by step, with a slow pace and even some indifference.
Looking at the old road coming, Zhang further didn't retreat and calmly lit a cigarette.
”Calm down, boy!”
”Much better than you, old and immortal!”
”Sharp teeth and sharp mouth. I'd like to see how crazy you are later!”
”Even if I die, I'm better than you. You're an old dog. You don't know how to learn. You've learned some crooked ways to help the tyrants!”
”Hahaha...”
”Laugh at you, ha Mapi!”
”Good, good!”
Old fellow, I want to paint you a group of clouds and arrow! ”666, old iron.
”What?”
”Old stuff.”
Hearing Zhang Jin's words, the Taoist priest was really trembling with anger. He wanted to come over and press people with the force. He asked Zhang Jin to retreat in spite of difficulties. At that time, he will be able to subdue people without fighting. This is the highest level of fighting!
But now it seems that this little thing doesn't eat this set at all. Even when refuting him, it's set by set. The whole old Taoist's heart can't be exposed.
The Taoist priest stood not far from Zhang Jin. He looked a little cold. But to his surprise, there were many lonely ghosts hidden in this cemetery. He smiled coldly and said, ”get out of here!”
With the old Taoist's low cry, I only saw some lonely ghosts that Zhang Jin didn't notice. At this time, they began to appear slowly from all directions of the cemetery, no more, no less, a total of six.
The old Taoist sneered and said, ”you losers who are not qualified for reincarnation, just give my baby as nourishment.”
The old Taoist priest slowly lowered his body and squatted down. He only saw that he felt a small Urn from his arms. Zhang Jin frowned slightly when he saw this scene. He knew that there must be something in the small urn.
But
Zhang Jin grinned when he saw the dead souls who were trembling and afraid to move.
Just in time, two more!
Want to run?
The old Taoist looked at Zhang Jin and rushed at a pair of dead souls not far away without hesitation. He just sneered and said, ”useless boy, it's too late to want to run!”
The old Taoist priest patted the urn in his hand, only to see a dark shadow floating out of the urn, slowly turning into a black thin dog, and a pair of bright red eyes floating on the dog's head like streamers.
The old Taoist patted the black thin dog, which looked ordinary and had no characteristics. He pointed to Zhang Jin not far away and said, ”go and bring his soul to me, baby!”
Wang
The black thin dog nodded and took a step. At first glance, it looked like a terrible shadow running fast. It jumped on the bumpy mass burial post like walking on the ground. At this time, it had stretched out its hand to hold the two dead souls and threw them to Zhang Jin in the idea space.
At this time, the red hair, who was fighting with the black figure, also noticed this step. His eyes were round and the defect was about to crack. The flame gun in his hand suddenly looked back and roared at the black thin dog: ”don't hurt my highness!”
The flame spear rushed at the black thin dog, and the red haired body was directly hit by a heavy hammer. It fell heavily from the horse and vomited a big mouthful of blood after falling to the ground.
Huh?