Seeing Master Fan's hesitation, Maluki Jie smiled even more arrogantly.
"Hehehe, why don't you take this prince into custody?!"
"If you're afraid, just obediently ask these ghost soldiers to let go of me. If this prince is in a good mood, I might even spare you... ugh!"
Before Mal Gui Jie could finish speaking, a stinky fart bomb was poured into his mouth.
Foul-smelling yellow smoke kept coming out of the malaria ghost's mouth and nose, while he vomited toward the sky.
After the spitted leeches fell on the ground, they were suffocated to death after just jumping around a few times.
The instigator, Chen Daji, continued to reload while cursing.
"Water Monkey, you talk so much nonsense!"
"No matter how crazy you are, just eat your shit! Is the maggot son poisoned to death?! One more, and you're gone!"
How could the malarial ghost dare to vomit when he saw this? When he shut up in a hurry, half of the leeches that had filled his mouth choked out of his nose.
That would be so disgusting.
At this moment, Hei Wuchang, who had been silent all this time, had made up his mind and turned to Bai Wuchang beside him.
"Seventh Brother has nothing to do here. You should go back and recover first."
"Brother Yu, I still have some things to deal with!"
As good brothers who have lived and died together for thousands of years, how could Master Xie Qi not know what Master Fan was thinking.
He just wants to beat the ghosts to death with a yoke and avenge those wronged souls.
Then bear the serious consequences alone without affecting yourself and the underworld.
Bai Wuchang Xie Qiye proved his attitude with his actions: he picked up the mourning stick and hit the malaria ghost directly on the head.
At the same time he chuckled and spoke.
"I know brother, you hate evil as much as hatred. If so, why should you worry about it?!"
"Brother Wei will do it himself, and you and I will bear all the consequences together!"
Everyone else was moved when they saw this, and at the same time they thought to themselves:
If you can have a brother like this in this life, you should die without regrets! !
The more we think about it, the more everyone admires the impermanence of black and white.
At the same time, I couldn’t bear to let this pair of righteous and handsome men suffer!
"Please thank Master Qi for taking your time and leave it to me to kill this guy!"
These words were spoken by General Hua Jiunan, Chang Huaiyuan and Jiutian Shatong simultaneously.
At the same time, the three "people" each held weapons and held Bai Wuchang's mourning stick.
The uniform words and uniform movements immediately stunned everyone.
Then they understood each other's thoughts in an instant, looked at each other and laughed.
This is what the so-called heroes cherish each other.
Seeing such a scene, Malgui Jie admitted that he was a little panicked:
When did his status as a prince become so "worthless"? !
He actually couldn't scare even non-immortal practitioners and a few ghosts!
Is it possible that after having been free for thousands of years, I am really going to die here today? !
As soon as he thought of this, Jie the malaria ghost became even more frightened, and he looked up to the sky and howled.
The scream was sharp and harsh, and the heart of those who heard it was extremely itchy.
General Jiutian Shatong was startled, and then shouted.
"Stop this guy quickly, he's asking for help!"
Chen Daji, who had been secretly taking aim for a long time, finally found an opportunity and fired three stinky bombs in no particular order.
"I'm calling you uncle! Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't save you!"
"Eat the fart!!!"
At the moment of life and death, Malugui Jie finally made a desperate move:
Seeing the stinky fart bombs flying towards his mouth, not only did he not stop whistling, but he screamed even louder.
Even...even after three stinky fart bombs entered his mouth, he swallowed them directly with a grunt in order not to delay calling for help.
The foul-smelling yellow smoke spread out along with his roar, causing everyone around him to cover their noses and retreat.
Chen Daji was fanning himself with his hands while admiring Maluki Jie.
"Damn it! Water Monkey, you are so fierce, even more powerful than Mr. Chang Ba! You can even swallow your farts!"
In this short time, the ground suddenly shook.
At the same time, two whistling sounds similar to those of malaria ghost Jie came from the direction of Didang Mountain.
General Jiutian Shatong snorted and concentrated on alert.
"Little Heavenly Master, Major General, and colleagues, please be careful, the other two princes 'lords' are coming!"
"It's okay for them to say that if we work together, even if we are defeated, we can still protect ourselves."
"It's just that General Tai Feng is really difficult to deal with..."
As soon as he finished saying this, countless ghost soldiers swarmed in with endless resentment.
The leaders are two strange evil ghosts, and the ancient god-man who will be driven away by the malaria ghost Jie, whose whole body emits a strange light, and who has the body of a tiger and the tail of a tiger, meet in perfect harmony!
