With a red eye and a black pot, Wang Zun, I dare say, should be able to fight!

As soon as he turned his head, Wang Zun's teeth were almost broken. The four ghosts turned a deaf ear to his words. They had promised well before, but when they turned their heads, they completely changed.

Zhu Jin is in charge of eating now, and the other three ghosts are in charge of crazily stuffing enemies into Zhu Jin's mouth!

That’s okay too!

But yes, Zhu Jin is indeed the one who has the best chance of becoming a red-eyed ghost!

Wang Zun turned around again and saw that Yan Wei had been overwhelmed by countless ghosts. However, he was not panicked at all. Instead, he laughed loudly and smashed the big iron rod with all his strength.

After all, he has the strength of half a red-eyed devil, so he will be fine for a while!

There were also ghosts attacking Wang Zun, but without him taking action, the ghost vines would crush the ghosts that were approaching, protecting him.

Wang Zun strode forward without hesitation, and walked directly to the five red-eyed ghosts two meters away.

What surprised him was that none of the five ghosts seemed to have seen him, and they still kept their heads raised and their mouths open.

Black blood is too important, more important than anything else.

Is this why the Blood Tower attracts so many ghosts?

So many ghosts have worked for it and become its servants.

"ignore me?"

"You don't want to mess with me? You don't like me, right?"

Wang Zun curled his lips. This somewhat disrespected him as a human being and made him very embarrassed, okay?

Wang Zun looked at the five ghosts and found a little girl among them.

Um?

To strike the iron, you need to be hard, and to pick the persimmons that are soft!

Let's just drive it as a little girl, the other four look very difficult to mess with.

Wang Zun came behind the little girl, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbed the little girl hard on the back of her head!

Boom!

The sound of two pieces of iron hitting together.

The ghost-fighting knife shook and made a "buzzing" sound. Wang Zun was shocked and retreated several steps away, and his arms were numb!

I fork!

So hard?

The Ghost Sword is fine, but the back of his head is fine too!

Or his strength is too weak. If he had enough strength, this knife would have cut the little girl in two.

Even so, the little girl still didn't react at all, as if the knife didn't hit her body.

Still ignoring Wang Zun!

Grit your teeth!

Ignore me, right?

The only option is to use a trump card.

As soon as I took it out with my hand, a handful of lime powder was slapped on the little girl's face.

Now, you finally pay attention to me, right?
Chapter completed!