Waving the two mourning sticks, Nong Lan rushed directly towards Ge Yu. The black and ghastly ghostly aura was constantly emitting from the mourning sticks, and penetrated towards Ge Yu's body, greatly restricting Ge Yu.

Yu's actions, this gloomy ghostly aura is a kind of aura that hurts the soul. Once it penetrates into Kuzu Yu's body, there will be a kind of pain like needle pricks.

In fact, this mourning stick is still of secondary importance. When Ge Yu took action, he found that this person's cultivation level was extremely high. According to the level of Chinese cultivation, this person's cultivation level was already at the level of a real person.

, and it is the realm of real people with two or three coins.

Once a practitioner reaches the realm of a real person, he will encounter a huge bottleneck period. He may be unable to make progress for the rest of his life, and his cultivation will stop at this stage of the real person's realm.

But for these head-downing masters in Southeast Asia, this kind of bottleneck period is rarely encountered, because the head-downing masters all practice evil methods.

The most obvious feature of evil magic is that it is effective and improves cultivation quickly. The disadvantage is that people who practice orthodox magic do not have a solid foundation.

Practicing evil practices inevitably involves killing people, refining blood, refining ghosts, refining corpses... If you kill too many people, the greater the karma you will be contaminated with, and you will often end up with no good end.

When Nong Lan waved two mourning sticks and hit Ge Yu, Ge Yu suddenly felt great pressure. The two mourning sticks were filled with black energy, and the sinister ghostly energy was constantly looking for openings, heading towards

After drilling into Ge Yu's pores, the two mourning sticks were waved, airtight, and immediately blocked all Ge Yu's escape routes.

Ge Yu could only use Maoshan's secret skill, Maoshan Hunyuan Bagua Sword, to protect all the shields on his body, preventing the opponent from taking advantage of him.

However, the opponent's cultivation level is indeed much stronger than mine. Even with the Maoshan Hunyuan Bagua Sword's routine, I feel that I can't resist the opponent. I am forced to retreat continuously by the opponent, and I almost can't resist it.

As for Mr. Chen, who was sitting on the terrace on the third floor, when he saw Nong Lan suppressing Ge Yu and beating him, he stood up from his seat in excitement, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly: "Okay! Beat him."

Well done, Master Nong Lan, please remember to give this guy some slack. I’ll give you another two million. I have a dozen big wolf dogs in my backyard, and I just feed the dogs with this guy’s meat. I want to hear his words.

The screams, you know the consequences of going against me, Gong Hongchen! Hahaha..."

Although Ge Yu was panicking, he still kept reciting the meditation mantra in his mind to calm himself down. After only a dozen moves, he showed his defeat. If he continued like this, after another dozen moves, he would be defeated.

You will definitely lose.

Thinking of this, Ge Yu directly created a magic formula, planning to use the method of shrinking to an inch to escape from Nong Lan's encirclement, and then find a way to use his ultimate move to compete with Nong Lan.

However, when Ge Yu activated the magic spell that shrank to an inch, something that panicked him happened again. In the confusion of Qichang, Ge Yu's body did not move at all. Qichang didn't know when

is blocked.

Only then did Ge Yu remember that when he was fighting with those dozen head-down masters just now, the Qi field had been blocked by someone, and the person who blocked the Qi field must be Nong Lan.

At this time, he had even forgotten the ability of the head-lowering master to block the Qi field.

Just when he was thinking of this, Nong Lan's mourning stick slammed towards Ge Yu with a sharp whistling sound.

Ge Yu had no choice but to withdraw the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword and block it on his chest. The mourning stick hit the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword hard, and the Seven-Star Sword hit Ge Yu's chest again. Ge Yu suddenly

He felt a majestic force hit his chest, and immediately let out a muffled groan and flew backwards into the distance.

This stick was so hard that Ge Yu suddenly felt his throat was a little sweet, and there was a sharp pain in his chest. He flew up in the air, was knocked away more than ten meters, and fell to the ground hard.

.

Although the pain in his chest was extremely intense, Ge Yu did not dare to stay for a moment, and endured the severe pain and stood up again.

At this time, Nong Lan had already raised two mourning sticks and was attacking Ge Yu again.

The dozens of powerful ghosts in the Spirit Gathering Tower who had been standing next to Ge Yu all turned pale when they saw Ge Yu being injured.

Originally, these ghosts thought that Ge Yu could defeat this head-reducing master, so they stood aside and watched.

After seeing that Ge Yu was injured, the ghosts quickly reacted.

The old cat demon lady with a cat face yelled, "No, Xiaoyu is injured. Come up with me and stop the head-dropper! Split out a group to kill those people on the terrace."

With an order, all those ghosts were dispatched, half of them went to stop the head-lowering master Nong Lan, and the other half turned into auras of various colors and rushed towards Chen Ye and others on the terrace.

However, Master Chen on the terrace sneered, took out another cigar calmly, and started smoking slowly.

Just when the dozens of ghosts were about to fly to the terrace, strange black runes suddenly rose from the ground and enveloped the terraces where Master Chen was. As soon as those ghosts touched the terrace,

The rune suddenly let out bursts of shrill screams, and was blocked back again.

"Boy, what I did to you, Men Qing'er, didn't you just raise some ghosts? This arrangement is specially made for these ghosts of yours. You are dead today! Hahaha..." Master Chen spat out a

He took a big mouthful of thick smoke and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Those dozens of ghosts were isolated by the magic circle barrier, and for a while there was nothing they could do against Master Chen.

The remaining dozens of ghosts rushed towards the head-lowering master.

Each of these ghosts was of high moral character, and even Nong Lan, the head-destroying master, did not dare to take it lightly. Before those ghosts could fly to Nong Lan, Nong Lan paused, and first took out a knife from his chest.

A large piece of white powder was scattered into the air, and then a black porcelain jar hung on the waist was slapped, and four or five ferocious-looking ghosts suddenly floated out. These ghosts were exuding light pink blood.

It was a bloody mess, as if every ghost had suffered a thousand cuts before dying, and its resentment was extremely deep.

These ghosts must have suffered extremely cruel torture during their lifetime, and they suffered extreme torture for a long time, so their resentment is unprecedentedly powerful. Although there are only four or five, they can withstand the dozens of ghosts released by Ge Yu, and they quickly

He flew out and got into a fight with Ge Yu's ghosts.
Chapter completed!