"Hmph, trash!" Mao Yu appeared in the high chimney in a big red robe, cursed at the hesitant ghost below, then waved his hand, and countless colorful insects flew out of his cuffs, rushing up to clean the soul of a female ghost in red with blood on her eyes. The ghosts around him were frightened by the fine fangs of the insects, and soon shrank into the shadow.

Zhang Jian looked up and found that Mao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged above the chimney, had a sharp change in appearance. Now his face was like blue indigo, his hair was like cinnabar, and the green pattern between his eyebrows seemed to appear on his face. He held a sword in his hand, and the red and green colors on the sword were intertwined together, which looked very strange.

"Officer Zhang, I learned to break into other people's factories after a few days. The rules of your police station are good." Mao Yu followed Zhang Jian with a relaxed look and said to himself, looking fearless. He obviously did not take Chu Xiao and others' escape seriously. From the beginning to the end, he understood that the only person who could threaten him now was the powerful warrior in front of him - Zhang Jian.

"Mao Yu, what's going on in this place?" Zhang Jian was not in a hurry either. He hoped to buy some time for Chu Xiao and the others behind him.

"Oh, is Officer Zhang talking about the place under my feet? Why would you ask me this? Shouldn't you ask those disgusting murderers?" Mao Yu looked up at Chu Xiao and the others away, and his eyes were drooping and not knowing what to pay attention to.

"Murderer! What murderer?" Zhang Jian vaguely knew what happened back then, but he still wanted to trick Mao Yu's words and delay time at will.

"You have wasted so much time but haven't found the truth yet. It's really disappointing me. It seems that you don't want the chance I gave to Officer Luo." Mao Yu also saw Zhang Jian's intention, but he didn't care. He said to Zhang Jian: "Officer Zhang, the opportunity to change their destiny has slipped away in your hands. Now I don't have time to procrastinate with you, so my little cuties will treat you."

Mao Yu turned into a thick green smoke and disappeared above the chimney. A large group of "people" with twisted joints and rotten skin emerged from a crack, and countless ghosts rushed out of the shadows and drilled into the human-shaped bodies. After the ghosts obtained their bodies, they gushed out an extremely cold and cold air all over their bodies, spreading out bit by bit.

Zhang Jian used his golden eyes to observe these ghosts who had obtained their bodies, and thought of a noun - "corpse ghoul". The so-called corpse ghouls have appeared in Hong Kong films in the past. Maoshan senior brother Shi Jian privately studied corpse ghouls, and after his son was killed, he was refined into corpse ghouls.

The corpse ghosts use living people to refine corpses and put living people in the dark field to refine zombies. This will make the zombies maintain their intelligence and become corpse ghosts. Or, after a person dies, his body becomes a zombie, and then by chance, the two combine to become a half-ghost and half-zombie existence. The corpse ghosts and evil spirits are combined, which are not stopped by the power of Vajra.

Countless ghosts who have adapted to their bodies, the faint ghost energy and the black corpse energy all around them blended together into a blue-black corpse aura. As soon as their eyes opened, the black corpse eyes were covered with hungry blood. Two blood-stained fangs roared at the red moon in the sky, as if they wanted to swallow the red moon in the sky in one bite.

Zhang Jian felt that it was not a solution to drag it down. The continuous stream of zombies jumped out from the ground to combine with ghosts. Some evil spirits began to find suitable physical combinations. When they all merged, it would be a big trouble.

So Zhang Jian stretched his left hand outward, and lucked on his side arm. A solid red light turned into a red sword on Zhang Jian's arm. He saw his left hand tremble, and the arc that the red light passed left burning scorch marks in the air.

Zhang Jian leaped into the corpse group with his legs bowed, and the sword light on the left hand sword suddenly surged, and the red sword light turned into killing machines and spread across the corpse group. The terrifying corpse ghost aura was melted by the red sword light like the scorching sun and snow. The hard copper zombie body was cut off by the blue thunder attached to the sword light. The sword light in Zhang Jian's hand turned into an unsolvable purple barrier to block all the corpse ghosts outside. Many times, a large group of corpse ghosts were swept away by Zhang Jian chopping melons and vegetables.

Zhang Jian was united by man and gods, and a red sword light attached to his hand. He used his hand as a sword and let blue lightning wrap around the hand sword. Then he waved the sword in his hand towards the crack that was emitting black gas. For a momentum, the world was silent, and thousands of thunders roared together. One by one, a series of lightning flashed the whole world into a white flower. With one blow, there was a violent collision between countless blue arcs and the crack that was emitting black corpse gas.

However, after a burst of explosions, Zhang Jian found a black and green barrier covering the crack, and Yin Qi continued to surge out from the ground to replenish the power of the barrier.

After several fruitless attempts, Zhang Jian shook his head helplessly and withdrew the thunder wrapped around his hands. Now, after several consumptions, his blood and energy are gone.

"No matter how hard you try, it will be useless. The yin energy in this place is constantly, and the darkness is immortal."

Zhang Jian discovered that the bodies of several corpse ghouls burst out with a force that was not weaker than him. The corpse ghouls tried to use their hard bodies to imprison Zhang Jian's hands and feet, especially a corpse ghoul with a floral skirt on his body pounced on Zhang Jian very madly. She straightened her blue-black arms to try to penetrate Zhang Jian's waist.

Zhang Jian punched her chest with a backhand, but unfortunately she pushed her chest and blocked Zhang Jian's hand back.

"Hehe, hard, this is not a soft woman**." The female corpse ghoul made a low man's voice. He said while thrusting his chest out like a demonstration. Obviously, this was a male ghost who could not be merciful and possessed the woman's body.

In addition to the female corpse ghoul, another old corpse ghoul hit Zhang Jian quickly and fiercely with its flat fingers like a machine gun. He cooperated with the corpse ghoul's aura to penetrate Zhang Jian's head, wanting to poke his sharp nails into Zhang Jian's head.

The corpse ghouls stirred up a gust of cold wind, which wrapped in sharp sand and gravel and collided with the violent blue arc on Zhang Jian's hands. They exploded violently when the attributes were conflicting. The entire battleground three forces black, blue and red clashed wildly, squeezing each other in a limited space like mutually exclusive liquid.

Zhang Jian used his dexterous steps to wander among them, and from time to time combined with the thunder power on his body to consume the protective aura of several corpse ghosts. The thunder power wrapped around his arms hit the corpse ghosts and made a "squeaking" sound. Although Zhang Jian seemed to be critical, he had no worries about his life. Several corpse ghosts seemed to be very concerned about the masculine power on Zhang Jian.

"Give up, you can't escape from here." A faint voice came from all directions to Zhang Jian's ears. The low voice was filled with a hypnotic force, and the person behind the scenes seemed to want to dismantle Zhang Jian's will. And several corpse ghosts increased their attacks as if they were urged. The power of the corpse ghosts on their bodies fused together to form a huge blue-black ring, which compressed towards Zhang Jian bit by bit.

At this time, a loud voice came from afar: "Maoshan scholars, gods and ghosts are invincible. The glorious Taoist Taoist, keeping the right and warding off evil spirits." The sound seemed to be as light as the air of the nine heavens, and as if the sound of the righteous Taoist in the world turned into a yellow aperture to help Zhang Jian separate several corpses. A girl in a tight Taoist robe turned over and came to Zhang Jian, grabbed Zhang Jian's hand and said, "It's dangerous here, come with me."

She took out a peach wood sword from her arms and shot a yellow light at the corpse ghosts in front of her. After repelling them, she took out a gossip mirror and pointed it with her fingers. The mirror, which was originally the size of a palm, suddenly turned into a large gossip mirror about two meters wide. She hugged Zhang Jian's waist with a quick hug, stepped on the mirror and the two of them soared into the air: "Qi!"

The Gossip Mirror carried her and Zhang Jian to fly quickly in the air. Countless unwilling corpse ghosts behind them roared and chased the mirror. The flying Gossip Mirror suddenly burst out with a strong yellow light, which shone half of the factory area like the sun piercing the night. Unpredictable, some corpse ghosts could not bear it and started burning.

Countless corpse ghosts jumped and couldn't catch up, and could only let the gossip mirror disappear calmly into the perception of the corpse ghosts.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!