Strange Recovery: After signing in for ten years, I will go down the mountain to collect demons

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Ye Fan said with a smile: "The reason is very simple! We will win this time!"

Mo Liuli could hear the strong self-confidence in Ye Fan's words.

It was something she had never felt before.

"Could it be... is he really someone I can never catch up with?"

"Come on! Get ready!"

Just when Mo Liuli was deep in thought, Ye Fan shouted loudly.

Mo Liuli immediately cheered up and held the handle of Rao Cymbal tightly with both hands.

"Back! Knock!"

Mo Liuli turned around, and hit the cymbal in her hand forcefully against the darkness behind her.

"clang!"

There was a crisp cymbal sound.

All of a sudden, a strong wind picked up, and all kinds of flying sand and rocks flew all over the sky.

"Right! Knock!"

Mo Liuli turned sharply and hit Rao's cymbal hard again.

"clang!"

Mo Liuli clearly felt that after she knocked, the black air above the sky became thinner, and the faint moonlight penetrated the black air and scattered to the ground.

Mo Liuli was finally able to see the surrounding situation clearly.

It turned out that the surroundings were crawling with all kinds of miserable little ghosts.

A black thread was attached to the bodies of these little ghosts, and the end of the black thread turned out to be a super scary ghost with ten heads and an unknown number of hands and legs.

"what!……"

Mo Liuli couldn't help but screamed.

Ye Fan immediately reminded: "Close your eyes! Listen to my command!"

Mo Liuli quickly closed her eyes and listened carefully to Ye Fan's voice.

After a while, Ye Fan said loudly: "Right! Tap three times!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

With three consecutive beeps, the Yin spirit gathered by ten evil spirits was directly ejected tens of meters, and fell to the ground fiercely.

……

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The golden boy in the dark room spurted three mouthfuls of blood in a row.

At this time, the blood he spat out was no longer red, but completely black.

Withered Wood Taoist waved the bone sword in his hand and screamed, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The gap is there! He can't fight back!"

"I don't believe it! I can't win a half-baked Taoist priest today!"

I saw him biting the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of blood on the bone sword.

Then he stabbed towards the golden boy's neck.

Jin Tong exclaimed: "Master! Don't!"

However, he was possessed by the Yin spirit at this time, and he couldn't move at all.

The bone sword pierced his neck emotionlessly, and blood flowed out slowly from the wound.

Withered wood Taoist shouted loudly: "Use my essence and blood to pay homage to the gods and ghosts, bloody and violent, descend on me!"

The golden boy's body suddenly burst into red light, and the ghosts entwined around him frantically devoured the red light produced by using his life as a sacrifice.

After a while, the original ten heads merged into a huge red ghost head.

"Ow!..."

When the fusion was completed, the ghost head let out a roar that could shake the soul.

……

Ye Fan was staring at the yin spirit that was merging in front of him.

When he saw Yin Ling devouring the extra limbs and heads, he knew that the final confrontation was finally about to begin.

It's time for him to use his trump card!

Ye Fan turned to Mo Liuli and said, "Is today your special day?"

"Special day? What special day?" Mo Liuli had no idea what he was talking about.

Ye Fan said lightly: "It's the day of Big Y's mother!"

Mo Liuli's face instantly became redder than the sunset glow under the setting sun!

"You...how did you know?" Mo Liuli asked shyly.

Ye Fan said with a serious face: "Now is not the time to talk about this!"

"Smear your blood of extreme yin on Rao's cymbal!"

"what?"

Mo Liuli was dumbfounded, isn't this too embarrassing?

"Ah what? Hurry up, Yin Ling will be fused soon!"