Just as he was about to devour the evil spirit, he suddenly realized that there was no one around him to "purify" him, so he held his hand, opened the inventory, and summoned the Demon Crusade.

Then "spit out" Xiaoyubi, after the upgrade, he can touch real objects, which is also a great help.

"Ababa?"

Xiao Doubi looked at the bloody master in surprise, not understanding what happened to him.

"Later, after I close my eyes, you send me a hair"

Zhang Yuanqing made repeated gestures, and finally made Xiao Doubi understand the complicated order.

Xiao Doubi was very afraid of the crouching stick, so he held it in his arms carefully, and tapped it hard with his lanugo-sparse head.

The good son Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and was about to communicate with the resentful spirits deep in the sea of consciousness, when his calf suddenly hurt.

Xuanhe golden light erupted, and the power of purification filled his whole body.

?? Zhang Yuanqing sat up with a stiff face and looked at the little baby who had already shrunk to the window.

"I just closed my eyes..." Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched.

A few minutes later, the re-communication was over. Zhang Yuanqing closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds deliberately. Seeing that this time Xiaodoubi really understood what he meant, he calmed down and communicated with the evil spirits in the sea of consciousness.

Consciousness suddenly swelled, and memory fragments poured into his mind along with strong negative emotions.

The picture changed from chaotic to clear. He saw the oppressive and dark sky, and under the dark clouds, there was a small town in the style of a Jiangnan water town.

On the trail paved with flagstones, lay a corpse with a bloody chest.

The scenes alternated, and he saw many different corpses. The scene was in every corner of the town, with streets, old houses, and stone bridges...

Is this resentful spirit the boss of a certain Yeyou God's single-person spirit realm? Zhang Yuanqing has a clear understanding.

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally cleared the single spirit realm, and the evil spirit became the reward for that lucky one in the form of props.

Its body is a simple celadon vase.

At this time, the scene changed. In a small store full of sundries, by the counter stood a woman in black wrap-up chest and loose trousers, charming and gorgeous, holding a slender lady's cigarette between her fingertips.

The flaming red lips spewed out white smoke, hehe laughed and said:

"Want an item that can kill most extraordinary walkers?"

She turned around and found an old mobile phone in a cabinet full of sundries and utensils.

"This prop combines the power of dreams and evil spirits. Edit a text message and send it to a designated number, and the evil spirit residing in the phone will sneak into the opponent's dream and kill the target.

"It is invalid for level 3 scouts, level 3 bewitching demons, and level 3 illusionists. Other professions can basically be killed. It is not expensive, five million, for the sake of you being the deacon of the Five Elements League, give a discount and give four One million is fine. The content of the text message, I will send it to you later."

"Deal!" A hand reached out and picked up the worn-out mobile phone.

Looking along this hand, it was a serious man in a white judo suit with a Chinese character face.

Deacon Pang? !

The picture shook like water waves, and new memories unfolded. He saw Deacon Pang sitting at the table in the magnificent bedroom, editing text messages with a cold face.

In the middle of editing the text message, the dazzling golden light destroyed everything. JrNovels.com