A group of fierce ghosts surrounded Hu Yidong. Once they got close, they would be whipped away by one of their whips.

On the other side, Aga Lama holds the demon-conquering pestle and vigorously waves the magic weapon in his hand like an angry-eyed Vajra. Every time he strikes, he will blow up a paper ghost, or beat the evil ghost into a puff of blue smoke, and his soul will be scattered.

At the same time, the red cassock on his body emitted red-gold light, resisting the invasion of countless ghosts.

He fought and retreated, moving towards the Eight Yang Golden Bell Formation, and was the first to get into the formation.

Monk Shi Yan and Master Sheng Yi were back to back. One held a Zen staff and tried their best to sweep away the approaching ghosts. The other actually lit his cassock and waved the flaming cassock. Wherever he went, many paper ghosts were hit and transformed into

The burning man struggled to escape in the sea of ​​​​fire, and finally turned into a ball of ashes!

They are also working hard to get closer to the Bayang Golden Bell Formation.

On the other side, Uncle Li, who had broken both legs, was completely in despair, but he didn't expect that at the most critical moment, Sang Xin would come to kill him.

Sang Xin pulled him up and let him lean on his back. He then held the rosary in one hand and frequently released the thunder with the other hand. Each blow would either make a ghost ghost disappear into ashes, or make a paper ghost be directly hit by the thunder.

It burst into flames!

Wherever you go, you are invincible!

But the group of ghosts quickly realized how powerful Sang Xin was, and immediately surrounded him. Temple ghosts and Shanguang ghosts who had been defeated in other places also came here and were ready to attack.

Sang Xin's pressure increased instantly!

"Let's go! Go by yourself!" Uncle Li was not idle on Sang Xin's back, directing the two willow spirit boys to fight against the enemy.

He recalled the two groups of green Gu worms that could deal with the soul-breaking birds. The dense worms all clung to his broken foot, preventing him from fainting due to excessive blood loss.

"I am already a useless person. If you save me, you will only be hurt!" Uncle Li roared while fighting back with all his strength, and he was about to struggle to get off Sang Xin's back.

"Don't move! Idiot!" Sang Xin yelled angrily. He struggled against the enemy and approached the direction of the Eight Yang Golden Bell Formation with great difficulty.

"You have to live! You have to live, Lao Li! Don't give up, understand!" he shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shanguang Ghost suddenly seized the opportunity and shone blue light on them, causing their movements to freeze.

A group of ghosts waited for the opportunity to swarm up, and the temple ghosts also emerged from the ground, and the mud quickly spread to Sang Xin's body!

"Go away!" Sang Xin shouted angrily and suddenly crushed a bead in his hand.

Buzz!

The world seemed to be shaken, and all the sneaks around Sang Xin were blown away, leaving the three feet around him completely wiped out!

At the critical moment, Sang Xin once again used his trump card.

Now, only two beads on his string of beads are intact, and the rest are all cracked, dull in color, and have lost their strength.

Sang Xin seized the opportunity and ran wildly with Lao Li on his back. When he saw the Eight Yang Golden Bell Formation, countless sneaks rushed over again.

Just at this moment, Hu Yidong arrived, waving his whip wildly to resist the group of ghosts, and shouted: "Get in quickly!"

Sang Xin gritted his teeth and fought off the sneaks around him, then threw Lao Li into the Eight Yang Golden Bell Formation.

Lao Li fell heavily to the ground and was helped by Agha Lama, who was already inside, to sit up.

"Sang Xin! Sang Xin!" Lao Li worried about Sang Xin's safety and shouted anxiously.

Sang Xin originally planned to step into the formation, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Hu Yidong being surrounded by a group of ghosts. He hesitated for a moment, suddenly raised his head and smiled at Lao Li, then rushed out without hesitation and went to fight alongside Hu Yidong.

At the same time, Monk Shi Yan and Master Sheng Yi on the other side also arrived at the edge of the formation. Master Sheng Yi stepped into the formation holding a Zen staff, while behind him, Monk Shi Yan was still vigorously waving his lit cassock.
Chapter completed!