The Ren family was in a mess at this time, with scattered paper money covering the ground. Although the hall in the middle was brightly lit at this time, the figure was bleak, which was hard to see even half a person.

Su Yang carefully waved at Qiu Sheng behind him, and at the same time touched the Ren family's mansion. The air was filled with a faint smell of corpse. Some furniture and other items that originally looked expensive seemed to be smashed by something, and they were thrown on the ground wantonly.

Some trivial items that were originally placed in the cabinet were also mixed with paper money and miscellaneous items covered on the ground, and were sprinkled on the ground in a mess.

It seems like I have just experienced a fierce battle here.

The brightly lit vestibule is in a mess, indulging in a strange tranquility. This tranquility is like the brief tranquility before the storm, which makes people feel more and more uneasy.

"Bang!" The sound of wood shattering, like a thunder thunder, cut through the tranquility that should not have existed. Countless broken wood fell from the air like snowflakes, and fell together with these broken wood slags, and there was also a human-shaped black object.

The thing fell to the ground like a piece of cast iron and fell to the ground with the disintegrated wooden slag, making a harsh sound. The loud noise drowned the voice of Uncle Jiu standing on the second floor.

Su Yang heard a vaguely sentence: "Don't let... run away"

Uncle Jiu held the broken wooden railing on the second floor. The human-shaped gap was broken by the black hair slag formed by Old Master Ren. The black object that fell to the first floor with the broken wooden residue was the black hair slag.

"Roar!" The enemy with Uncle Jiu seemed to make the black-haired slap a very difficult time. His originally neat Qing Dynasty official robe had become ragged at this time, and the broken robe was still hanging slightly scattered on him.

This exposed his completely black haired body, making him look like a black orangutan.

After making a strange roar, it was covered with black hair in a cage, and jumped towards Su Yang under the instinctive desire for flesh and blood.

The black hair slap formed by Ren Weiyong in front of him was tall and strong, with stiff and black hair all over his body. His skin had never grown black hair and had a exposed skin, and even had a cold texture like black iron.

It is incomprehensible to use swords and guns, and ordinary evil things are difficult to play a role. Black evil is the most evil thing in the tomb.

A rotten corpse smell came towards Su Yang, and followed by a beast-like roar that burst out from the black-haired slap.

After experiencing the initial old ghost like a lonely soul, and then to Dong Xiaoyu with a dry bones and beautiful tomb, Su Yang thought he was no longer afraid of the ghosts.

However, if you want to talk about the previous ghosts, it gives him the feeling of being an evil heretic, like a stream in a mountain, without much impact.

Then, the evil aura gathered in this black-haired zombie in front of him could feel the fierce aura gathered in this staggered and standing corpse, which was like a continuous wave of waves before the old ghost, roaring and roaring towards him.

And he seemed to be the only one left in this place. Facing the fierce aura of waves and waves, he continued to shoot at him.

He was afraid, but not timid.

"I have a talisman that can suppress the corpse!"

The yellow-brown talisman in his hand was sandwiched between his fingers, and flew to the top of the roaring wave like a dancing butterfly. It seemed gentle, but it calmed down the huge wave that had reached the nearest.

The corpse-stopping talisman was pasted on Old Master Ren's forehead. The complex runes drawn with cinnabar on the yellow-brown talisman paper flashed with a dark red luster. The black hair stagnant was like a stone statue, maintaining the mouth of the halberd, and the two long corpse teeth were exposed.

The black-haired zombie transformed by Old Master Ren was standing face to face with Su Yang at this time. The distance between the two was less than an inch, and Su Yang could even smell the extremely rich miasma from his big mouth.

"The ordinary corpse-suppressing talisman is useless to him, Su Yang, use the ink-dou line!" Uncle Jiu ran down the wooden ladder on the second floor and shouted at Su Yang.

As the voice of Uncle Jiu's words fell, the corpse-squeezing talisman originally posted on Old Master Ren's forehead slowly made a "sizzling" sound, and with this "sizzling" sound, squirrels of white smoke slowly emerged.

"Bang!"

Just a sound fell down, and the corpse-stopping talisman that was originally in front of Old Master Ren's forehead burned from the middle and gradually turned into a pile of ashes...

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu's reminder, Su Yang took two steps back and barely avoided Mr. Ren's corpse teeth, otherwise he would have to have two more blood holes on his body now.

These few rabbits are long, but in fact they only have a few breathing time. After losing the corpse-suppressing talisman, Old Master Ren quickly jumped and rushed towards Su Yang again.

Su Yang felt a terrified heart when he saw that his own hand had consumed 330 points of excellent quality corpse-suppressing talisman that had been granted 330 points.

Moreover, Old Master Ren seemed to be angry at the talisman that Su Yang had just posted, and rushed towards Su Yang like a quick cheetah.

At this time, I want to open the Mo Dou line and cooperate with Qiu Sheng to fight against the enemy, but there is no time.

In desperation, Su Yang suddenly remembered the exquisite thunder talisman that had lost a large amount of merit value before, and immediately took it out from his close body.

There was a rumor in his mouth: "The heavenly official gives blessings, and there are no taboos. The Emperor of the Supreme Lord is urgent and as ordered."

The yellow-brown talisman seemed to have life at this time, and a tremor trembled between Su Yang's palms. A few thunder turned into several silver snakes, making a "crackling" sound of electric current in the void, rushing towards Old Master Ren.

The way of talismans is when they are made, the magic is as pure as natural. In other words, a rough talisman paper is more like a magic power brought by sealing its own complex runes.

What stimulates these magic powers is the spell of the caster himself.

Talismans are tools, like guns and cannons, and there is no need to have too many strict requirements for the performer, and the spell itself is more like the trigger of a gun.

This can also explain the reason why Su Yang was able to use thunder magic before he entered the Tao and practiced magic.

"Bang!"

The Thunder Way is the most yang and strong way in the world, and it is also the most fierce and domineering method among all things in the world. It has natural restraint against the evil heretics in the world.

Although the magical powers that Su Yang can use in this small thunder talisman are insignificant compared to the pure Taoist Five Thunder Dharma in ancient times.

Even so, it is more than enough to punish a black-haired zombie.

Mr. Ren, who was still full of vicious expressions on his face, was now like a human-shaped grass and was hit into the air by the thunder paths, hitting the roof, shattering the Western crystal lamp hanging on the roof.
Chapter completed!