This is the true secret technique that only the disciples of Maoshan inner sect can practice. After Long Junchen recited the spell, he felt that the seven meridians and eight meridians exploded due to the rolling dragon pattern bloodline.

He spitted out a wisp of black and red blood from his mouth, which attached to the three pieces of talisman paper. In an instant, the black worms around him that survived the blue talisman paper of Longjun Chen shrank and dried in an instant, as if they were roasted by fire, and began to wither. In the black light, the black worms were slowly swallowed by them and melted into a pool of black blood, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

The woman in white robe was wrong, it should be a female ghost in white robe. Seeing Long Junchen's decisive action, a trace of human surprise appeared in her eyes for no reason. The three red lines on her eyebrows moved slightly, and her mouth covered her mouth made an indescribable strange scream. She swelled her arms, and the white moon robe danced gracefully with her graceful dance. The skulls hidden under her sleeves and on her palm immediately seemed to be stimulated, and they made another sound of ghost crying and hissing, and a green light popped up in both pupils. Although the black worms were killed by Long Junchen, these skeletons seemed to be more difficult than those black worms.

On the other hand, Long Junchen found that the spell of beans into soldiers seemed to be a little trapped. Sun Chuanxiao's cultivation was not too high. The tricky thing was this evil puppet. However, if Sun Chuanxiao was asked to withdraw from the battlefield here, Long Junchen would still face the embarrassment of being unable to defeat four hands with two fists.

As soon as he thought of this, Long Junchen knew that he had to ask some Yin soldiers to help him. Otherwise, he would fight alone and might not have capsized in the gutter. He immediately stopped saving and quickly cut his palm with a peach wood sword. A ray of red blood dripped down Long Junchen's palm. Long Junchen dripped out a piece of golden talisman paper and placed it on the ground. Then he slapped the blood-seeking palm on the ground, smashed the golden talisman paper, and said loudly: "The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, and the soldiers are following the seal, and they will follow the orders. The disciple Long Junchen was ordered by the Maoshan ancestor to invite the Chinese Five Ghosts Yao Bisong, the North Five Ghosts Lin Jingzhong, the West Five Ghosts Cai Ziliang, the South Five Ghosts Zhang Zigui, and the East Five Ghosts Chen Guixian, urgently dispatched the Yin generals of Yin, quickly rushed to help, quickly take the order, quickly follow the orders, hurry up and follow the orders quickly!"

?Two figures came in from under the golden talisman paper and stood up shakingly. In an instant, ghost energy surged. One was more than two meters tall. He was a majestic general, wearing black armor, with a giant sword hanging around his waist. The other was a solid figure, with long hair, a mustache, small eyes, and a bit like a turtle. He looked a little funny when paired with his long flowing hair. He was wearing a black robe and holding a soul-catching rope in his left hand, with black air surging on it.

"Gourmet to the Immortal Long." The two ghost soldiers bowed respectfully to Long Junchen. Long Junchen frowned. He had no time to greet these two guys now. He said that they would go to deal with Sun Chuanxiao quickly, but he was secretly scolding these people in the underworld for being too embarrassed. He had spent a lot of cultivation to use the Five Ghosts Spiritual Appearance Technique to send two ghost soldiers to him. He also planned that these guys could help him deal with the evil spirit puppet. Now it seems that he could only deal with Sun Chuanxiao.

Fortunately, these two ghost soldiers still had some strength, which soon made Sun Chuan laugh unable to withstand and had no intention of caring about the battlefield here. Long Junchen could hold his breath and concentrate and fight the dancing woman in white robe with all his strength.

Long Junchen was shocked to find that these skulls were not scary illusions transformed by the white-robed woman with demonic power, but were real and constructed by the wronged souls in the dark channel. Long Junchen's thoughts were turning, and the white-robed woman was already shaking her sleeves, and countless skulls rushed towards Long Junchen with the crisp sound of Karakara's bones.

Long Junchen looked at the "skull army" that was as white as locusts, and felt his scalp numb. He quickly bit his tongue and concentrated himself. He used several Maoshan secret techniques in succession to exhaust the magic power in Long Junchen's body. Even his spirit began to have a brief trance caused by excessive fatigue. Moreover, the ghost cry made by the skeletons were like silver needles, stabbing his nerves, causing him to feel swelling and pain.

Long Junchen suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his magic power began to run around uncontrollably. Long Junchen felt a little frightened, and he felt something was wrong. He quickly forced his magic power to gather, formed seals with both hands, and recited the spiritual mantra of Purifying the mind, "The Supreme Star, respond without stopping, exorcising evil and binding evil, protecting life and body. Wisdom is clear, and the mind is peaceful. The three souls are permanent, and the soul is not depressed."

After chanting the spell, a clear light passed by. Long Junchen felt that his whole body was bathed in the clear and bright light. He finally broke free from the screams of the ghost. He held the peach wood sword in his hand and slashed at the skulls. The skulls had no combat power, and Long Junchen almost smashed them one by one like cutting melons and vegetables.

However, these skulls are numerous, and it may take a lot of magic to smash them all. Long Junchen once again used the spell of beans to form soldiers. This was his last copper bean. The white-robed woman was not surprised that Long Junchen stopped the skull's attack. She smiled charmingly and helped her skirt. At this moment, the white-robed woman let out a sharp roar from her throat tube. Long Junchen originally thought that another sound attack was to disturb his mind, but he was wrong.

Just when Long Junchen thought that the woman in the white robe was bluffing, dozens of cracks slowly cracked on the land in front of the woman in the white robe, and dozens of figures crawled out of the cracks with the strong black air.

They were people with disheveled hair, or they should be called them, Earth Soul Zombies, who are more than two meters tall, with flesh and blood, but they are neither ghosts nor zombies. They are considered an alternative creature.

The dozen people looked exactly the same, with scars on their faces and bloody flesh. A scar broke from their foreheads to their chins, their eyes were bloody, their mouths opened, and a green tongue licked the chin. The tongue was full of holes, and there were maggots inside, flesh and blood. They held hands and floated in the air.

Long Junchen looked at this scene and felt a tumbling in his stomach. The woman in white robe gently waved her skirt, teasing Long Junchen with a charming look, and laughed in her mouth: "You guys, go and clean up this kid. When I get home, I will pamper you again!"
Chapter completed!