"Ah!! Ghost!!"

Xie Xiaona shouted and threw herself on Yang Tianming desperately.

Because through the rearview mirror, she saw that the driver had no head!

Only one pair of hands was holding the steering wheel, and blood was still emitting from the neck.

Yang Tianming didn't have to look at it, and after getting on the bus, he naturally noticed the problems on the bus.

The Yin energy is too heavy, and the driver is undoubtedly a ghost.

But as soon as they got into the car, the taxi closed the door to death and kicked the accelerator and left.

Yang Tianming also saw the scene in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"At a headless ghost!"

The headless ghost is not an ordinary ghost, no matter how strong the yin energy is.

Even the weakest headless ghost is at the level of evil ghosts.

The stronger ones may be evil spirits and evil spirits.

"Hey, you walk on your underworld road, I walk on our Yangguan Avenue, the well water will not interfere with the river, stop the car quickly!" Yang Tianming said.

The headless driver seemed to have not heard it, and was still driving, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster.

"Yang Tianming..." Xie Xiaona held Yang Tianming's hand tightly.

Yang Tianming patted Xie Xiaona and took a deep breath.

Getting into the ghost car is even more serious than being surrounded by ghosts just now!

Ghost cars are generally not physical, and most of them are transformed by ghosts' yin energy.

In other words, after entering the ghost car, they were already trapped in the ghost path. They saw the scenery outside the window through the car window, and the degree they felt was all illusions.

They may still be still in place, not moving; they may be moving faster than the eyes see.

Yang Tianming even thought of a terrible possibility.

That is, all this was planned by someone!

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many ghosts at once at the entrance of the school.

The previous ghosts were probably just to cooperate with this headless ghost, so that Yang Tianming and Xie Xiaona got on the ghost car with almost no choice.

I came to school today for class, and Yang Tianming didn’t bring too many magical tools.

Apart from the soul-killing whip, there are only blood gourds and hundreds of ghosts.

Yu Wenyi, the strongest ghost general in the Hundred Ghosts, is still recovering at this moment.

The magic weapon that is the most yin and soft, is not the most suitable choice.

But now Yang Tianming had no other choice but to take out the soul-killing whip and snatch the headless driver in the front row in this small space.

"Bang!"

The whip was hit, but because it was unable to be used and the force was too small, it was caught by the headless driver's hand.

Yang Tianming pulled back violently. Although the headless driver grabbed the soul-killing whip, the soul-killing whip was a magic weapon after all, and it was restrained by him. His palm was burned and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Yang Tianming reached out to his arms, took out two yang talismans, waved their hands, turned into two balls of yang fire, and threw them towards the headless ghost.

This time, the headless ghost didn't even hide. The Yang Fire fell on him and it was extinguished in an instant. Even the damage was not as good as the soul whip just now.

Yang Tianming frowned.

This headless ghost has strong yin energy, and the yang talisman basically does not cause any harm to him.

Just when Yang Tianming was planning to use the forbidden technique and forcibly break the deadlock, the taxi actually stopped.

The car door opened, and the headless ghost sitting in the front driver's position disappeared in an instant.

"Get out of the car!"

Yang Tianming shouted, holding Xie Xiaona with one hand, but not opening the car door with the other hand, but instead made a knife-shaped figure with one hand and poked at the roof of the car.

The seemingly solid roof, like paper, was easily poked open by Yang Tianming.

Meanwhile, the taxi were burning.

Fortunately, Yang Tianming broke through Xun. When the fire burned, he had already taken Xie Xiaona away from the taxi and jumped off the ground.

"It's so dangerous!"

Looking back, it was not a taxi, it was clearly a paper car.

Looking around again, the sky is dark and the wilderness is dark, and the owls are screaming strangely.

The headless ghost, who had no head, was swaying his arms and walking towards the two of them.

Xie Xiaona's head tilted and she was completely scared and fainted.

Yang Tianming looked around and didn't see any other ghosts anymore. He immediately put down Xie Xiaona, swung the soul-killing whip in his hand, and sucked the headless ghost at the headless ghost.

The space inside the car is small and cannot be used.

At this moment, it was already in the wild. The soul-killing whip was waving by Yang Tianming, like meteors, crackling sounds.

Just a headless ghost, it is not a big threat to Yang Tianming.

The headless ghost could resist it at first, but soon it could no longer resist it and retreated step by step. The yin energy sucked by Yang Tianming's soul-killing whip flew away. If it didn't work for a long time, it would be scattered.

However, at this moment, a thick fog rose around.

In the fog, bursts of ghosts cried from far to near.

The miserable resentment of crying seemed to come from hell.

Soon, in the fog, ghosts with strange looks, missing arms and legs, or blood all over their bodies came out, and they were coming towards Yang Tianming with their teeth and claws.

There are more of these ghosts, at least nearly a hundred.

Those who can gather so many ghosts... maybe they are not ghosts at all.

But people!

Yang Tianming had already thought of something.

"It's really planned. Come out. It's boring to hide behind!" Yang Tianming said coldly.

"Hahaha! It's not simple, you can see my plan. But even if you already know it now, what can you do? Humph, you're going to die without a burial place!"

With this sound, a man walked out of the fog.

The man looked only in his thirties, tall, pointed head, thin and thin, wearing a thick linen, and a strange-looking bird stood on his shoulders.

Yang Tianming was stunned: "Ma Yishou?"

"Boy, you know so much!" The tall and thin man sneered, "I am Jiang Fan, the 32nd generation disciple of the Mayi Sect. Boy, I have no grudges and grudges with you. Originally, I could spare your life, but if you hinder our Mayi Sect's major affairs, you must die!"

"A big deal?" Yang Tianming sneered, "You are also here for the Nine Yin Jue Vein."

"Of course, the Nine Yin Jue Vein is a treasure. Use her soul to refine the Nine Yin Jue Pill, hehe! That is the lifelong wish of our leader!" Jiang Fan said.

Yang Tianming shook his head slightly: "It's sad, it's a pity, it's pitiful! I think the ancient Mayi school is so down and out, alas!"

"Boy, don't pretend to be compassionate. You don't need to talk about our Mayi Sect. Now, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, my Mayi Sect might be able to spare your life; otherwise, I will destroy your soul! Hahaha!" Jiang Fan smiled sinisterly.

"I want to destroy my soul? It depends on whether you have the ability!" Yang Tianming said, and rushed forward in one step and headed straight for Jiang Fan.
Chapter completed!