As the saying goes.

A ghost must also have a ghost.

But the old corpse in the dry well in front of him was simply challenging the limits of the resentful spirit.

Half of the face blocked by black hair seemed to have experienced a fire and was completely disfigured.

The black blood scab hanging on the face, and the earthworm-shaped sarcoma can be seen in the gaps; the eyeballs protrude out of the eye sockets, connected only by a thin shred of flesh, drooping all the way under the nose and almost falling into the mouth.

The key is—

This eyeball is still turning.

The only white in the black pupils is facing Wang Hao's position.

Half of the lips were tilted, opening a large hole, and two rows of teeth were exposed.

"Little brother, I feel so cruel."

The old corpse of the dry well grinned and squeezed out a creepy whisper again.

"My uncle is sincere!"

Wang Hao, who was seriously frightened, couldn't help but curse.

Don't bring such a scary one!

After this start of cursing, the fear in my heart immediately dissipated a lot, and even a little passion surged.

He understood.

These resentful monsters are just to arouse fear in their hearts.

Once you are afraid, fear will take root in your heart and become deeply rooted.

At that time, it is not easy to disperse.

I was afraid that she would be a hammer, so I could teleport it back to the positioning room at most.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao took out the Blue Bing Crescent Moon Sword and rushed towards the dry well ahead.

"Stones, side by side!"

The color of the ripples is dark green, and I am still hesitant to deal with it. I was really ridiculous just now.

"Shit!"

The stone roared, and the snake's tail thrust on the ground, soared into the air and rushed towards the old corpse of the dry well.

The horn is raised, and a cold light flashes in the vertical pupils.

With a piece of Shekou, dozens of stones as big as fists rushed out and hit the ugly face.

Moving mountains!

I can't even see it.

On Wang Hao's side, he crossed the undead puppet halfway and rushed to the target.

Waving a sword is like a wave.

He was able to use his 13-point agility to the extreme.

The slightly curved sword blade approached the face of the old corpse of the dry well like thunder.

A little closer, you can hit the target.

At the same time, the stones have also hit.

There was nothing unusual in the black eyes of the old corpse in the dry well, and it remained cold.

However, her wet black hair stood up without warning, like black python whips, rushing towards the crescent moon sword and stones.

In the gap, he was still laughing strangely.

"I like it, I like it!"

Puff...

A series of muffled sounds began.

It was obviously soft black hair, and it showed extremely toughness at this moment, blocking all attacks.

It's not just blocking it.

The moment he touched the crescent moon sword and the stone, the raised black hair tangled with the flow, directly confining them together.

Tighten it quickly.

The body covered in white clothes leaned back and dragged the black hair to the open wellhead.

"Go to my house to have fun, hilarious!"

At this moment, there was a bit of provocative charm in the creepy female voice.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Wang Hao was not surprised but happy. He relaxed his right hand and let go of the hilt of the crescent moon sword.

What I fear most was that the other party had no body.

That way, everything will become passive.

Now, the black hair of the old corpse in the dry well can wrap around weapons and stones, which means one thing.

This so-called resentful spirit is not the invisible and intangible described in the story of the strange story, but a real existence.

Then, it will be easy!

When Wang Hao released the hilt of the sword, he immediately communicated with the ring, took out the [Black Broadsword of Giant Wood], and held it high above his head.

"Cut together!"

At this moment, two undead puppets also rushed forward.

Two long swords were swung.

The stone has no weapons, but its horns are equally sharp.

He lowered his head and poked forward.

Faced with the attack from all sides, the old corpse of the dry well did not feel any "fear". He smiled and leaned back again, his whole body seemed to be about to break, and his head was extremely close to the wellhead.

At the same time, the loose white clothes suddenly swelled.

Puff...

Three long swords, with sharp horns all falling on the white clothes, as if they were chopped into a pile of soft mud, and they were sunk three or five centimeters and made no achievements.

"Brother, the hardness is not good."

The old corpse in the dry well giggled.

"Then try this!"

Wang Hao grabbed a moor bottle and threw it directly at the entangled Blue Bing Crescent Moon Sword.

"Stone, fire!"

The snake pet immediately reacted, and the snake's tail hooked, and the bonfire in the distance was instantly rolled over, and it also buckled towards the old corpse of the dry well with disheveled hair.

Pong!

The mooring bottle was placed on the crescent moon sword and immediately broke into pieces, and light yellow oil splashed everywhere.

The bonfire fell immediately.

boom!

A fire broke out in an instant at the entrance of the dry well, and the hideous and sarcastic face was completely swallowed by the flames.

The black hair is soaked in water. Without the help of tincture oil, the flames will not be able to burn.

But now...

A spark can start a prairie fire.

"Squeak~~~"

The old corpse of the dry well screamed, and raised his pale arms, desperately tearing the fired head, and drilled into the dry well beside him.

Of course Wang Hao did not allow it.

He swung the black broadsword and hit her body with his sword spine.

At this time, he treated the broadsword as a stick.

Bang!

The other party was swept out.

The stone knew the owner's intention, and with a arched snake body, blocking the small wellhead tightly.

At the same time, the snake's tail twitched, suppressing the rolling fire ball.
To be continued...