"Master Beixuan helps!"

Wang Hai immediately called Ning Qi for help.

Ning Qi smiled and saw a black light flashing in front of Wang Hai for a few consecutive times. Then Wang Hai found that he had nothing to do and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"This person is immune to all attacks from ghosts?

Who is his origin? Is it the result of the radiation of the meteorite?"

When Shangguan Rong saw this scene, his last little hope was lost.

Then he immediately spoke, "Master Beixuan quickly suppress this ghost, so as not to escape and harm innocent people."

He wanted to take out his relationship with the ghost. Only in this way can he survive today. Otherwise, the Shangguan family would be known to be instigated to ghosts to act violently and kill the exorcist. Even if Ning Qi doesn't attack him, there will be no place for the Shangguan family to live in this world! At this moment, the ghost slowly looked at Ning Qi again and grinned, "Are you happy?"

"Are you happy?

I have been suppressed by people with five animal manure, and I have drunk a lot over the years, right?

First of all, you have to know whether you are happy or not, so that you are qualified to ask others whether you are happy or not?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The next moment, another black light flashed in front of him, and Ning Qi was still doing nothing. When the ghost saw this scene, he couldn't help looking at Yi Lanchu again.

But before it opened its mouth, Ning Qi slapped his backhand, and his power surged from the void and bombarded the ghost. It was knocked out on the spot, broke through the tempered glass, and landed in the yard of the Shangguan family's ancestral home.

A black mark fell from his body was left on the ground, and the smell was almost rolling.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the yard and found that the ghost had landed on the ground, and could no longer stand up. After a few breaths, a blue flame suddenly appeared on his body, burning it to ashes in an instant. Before it dissipated, he let out a shrill howl like an old man in the wheelchair.

Wang Hai and others had already known in advance how the old man in the wheelchair died, but Shangguan Rong and the others didn't know. When they heard the scream, a child of the Shangguan family couldn't help but exclaim: "Isn't this the voice of my third uncle?"

"The ghosts are not without any sanity..." Nangong Kuang's eyes showed a look of shock.

Over the years, there has been no ghost who truly died. Even if it is suppressed, it will only take a while. After a while, it will come out to make trouble again. So today it is the first time he has seen a ghost die.

It was also the first time I wondered whether the ghost was sane. If not, why would it scream when it died?

"Wait! What did you say?

The voice of the ghost is the voice of your third uncle?"

Wang Hai suddenly reacted and came to a child of the Shangguan family with a serious expression. The other party was one of the ones who had gone to find Ning Qi with Shangguan Yun. At this moment, he knelt obediently. When he saw Wang Hai questioning, he said in a daze: "It's indeed my third uncle's voice, which looks very similar, but my third uncle was killed by a ghost many years ago..." "Master Beixuan, I suspect that this ghost has something to do with the Shangguan family. The exorcist who was killed by it was not in line with the Shangguan family! I thought, would Shangguan Rong be so kind to avenge the enemy and suppress the ghosts?

He also suppressed it under his ancestral home, using this kind of dirty method!"

Wang Hai sneered and expressed his analysis.

"Team Leader Wang, don't swear! This ghost has nothing to do with my Shangguan family. That child was wrong!"

Shangguan Rong said angrily.

"Yes, yes, maybe I heard it wrong."

The Shangguan family finally reacted and quickly changed their words.

"He has the same blood flowing like you, how can he say it doesn't matter?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Shangguan Rong was stunned.

This is OK?

Shangguan Rong opened his mouth, but in the end he did not make a quibble. He was no match for Ning Qi at all. Even if Ning Qi really wronged him today, he was not qualified to make a quibble. Moreover, Ning Qi was right, the ghost was indeed flowing with the blood of the Shangguan family! "You Shangguan family are really good. When ghosts are everywhere, you don't come forward to stop them, but secretly send ghosts to kill the exorcist. I will definitely expose you to this matter and make you famous for the eternal period!"

Wang Hai said coldly.

The members of the Yuzhou Special Incident Handling Team also looked at Shangguan Rong with angry eyes.

Shangguan Rong lowered his head and said nothing. What would happen to the Shangguan family today? He could only place his last hope on the ancestors of the other two major families.

At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly became dim and everyone found that the outside of the house became dark again.

"coffin!"

Someone exclaimed.

At some point, a vermilion coffin suddenly became available in the hall.

Cramp... The lid of the coffin suddenly became loose, as if someone was slowly lifting it up inside. In an instant, the children of the Shangguan family and the Nangong family became very nervous.

Wang Haiben also became nervous subconsciously. When he saw Ning Qi smiling at the vermilion coffin, Wang Hai suddenly felt that the air around him was not as cold as before.

A pale palm slowly stretched out from the gap in the coffin. The palm didn't look like a living person's hand. The nails on it grew at least three inches long, black and sharp! Everyone was very nervous. They didn't know what the origin of this ghost was and what methods they would use to kill people. As everyone was gaze, the pale palm raised its index finger, aimed at Ning Qi, and hooked its fingers.

Yi Lan was stunned for a moment.

She was also drunk if she dared to provoke Emperor Beixuan.

But soon, Yi Lanchu discovered that this ghost seemed not to be provoking Ning Qi, but that it was its killing method.

When he hooked his finger, a red light flashed out in front of Ning Qi.

As before, Ning Qi had nothing to do. The pale palm paused, and then slowly retracted into the coffin.

Ning Qi smiled, "Yi Lanchu, go chop off its palms and use my sword."

After saying that, Ning Qi took out one of the four swords of Zhuxian and handed it to Yi Lanchu. Yi Lanchu took the sword and felt a sword intent coming from the sword that made people unable to help but kneel down and convince him! Although the original power of the four swords of Zhuxian was not strong, their master was Ning Qi. Over the long run, and Ning Qi advanced to the realm of the Divine Lord, even if it was an ordinary Chaos Treasure, it would not be the opponent of these four swords.

The pale palm seemed to have been wanting to go back to the coffin, but was imprisoned by some kind of force and became constantly struggling on the edge of the coffin.

Yi Lanchu slowly walked to the coffin with a long sword in his hand, and his sword fell. The pale palm suddenly fell to the ground, turning into a stream of blue smoke, disappearing without a trace. Without its obstacle, the coffin was covered back.

But after a few breaths, everyone heard another movement. Then, the lid of the coffin slowly opened again, and a pale palm stretched out from it...
Chapter completed!