Above the square.

Everyone stared directly at Zhuang Fan.

He said sadly, "You are finally here, hurry up and get in, everyone is hungry."

Finished.

Everyone is grinning.

His eyes were full of ferocity and greed.

It's like a hungry wolf that has been hungry for a long time suddenly sees food.

All the tears came out.

"Then let's start the dinner quickly. I'm also hungry."

Zhuang Fan grinned.

The white teeth reflected a scarlet luster.

It's like drinking blood.

He took out the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Da Ma Jin Dao walked to a table and sat down.

He said in a cold voice: "It's all for the labor and management. If anyone dares to leave a bite of food, the labor and management will chop him up!"

Such an extremely arrogant look.

Everyone was stunned.

Why doesn't this guy follow the rules?

Saw such a gloomy scene.

As a living person, you have to show fear.

What's going on with carrying a big knife and forcing them to eat vegetables?

And the guy didn't look like he was joking.

If they don't eat.

That big knife will definitely cut it down.

What the hell is this thing called?

Even being a ghost is so tiring.

I was also threatened by someone.

This is something difficult to accept.

Ghosts are mortal.

Must die decently.

How can one succumb to the power of a living person and survive?

"Brothers, kill these living people, carve out their hearts and drink them!"

someone shouted.

It detonated everyone instantly.

The square was originally extremely quiet.

It's like a boiling oil pan at this point.

Everyone picked up benches, plates, dishes... and rushed towards Zhuang Fan.

"Let me go, weren't you fine just now? Why did you suddenly start fighting?"

Hu Yaner was dumbfounded.

Are all ghosts so tough nowadays?

His temper is like a powder keg.

It explodes with just a tap.

"These ghosts are full of evil spirits. They must have killed many living people. Let's do it."

Billions of sword energies burst out from the little Taoist priest's body.

Evil spirits that do not commit evil.

Just like Hu Yan'er, you can be merciful.

Let them live.

But a ghost who has killed people.

You can't be merciful.

Human blood has aroused their ferocity.

If you leave it alone.

Only more lives will be lost.

"Ding! Village of the living, grave of the dead. Kill these ghosts, and you can get the scripture to save people!"

The system beep sounds.

See triggered rewards.

Zhuang Fan raised his eyebrows.

The Book of Saviors.

It can save the souls of the dead and reduce sins.

It is one of the core classics of Taoism.

The opening sutra in the Orthodox Taoist Canon.

What it represents is extraordinary.

"The pure land of gods!"

A world made of thunder and lightning rose behind Zhuang Fan.

The white tiger roars.

The brontosaurus rolls.

Chaos rises.

A big willow tree reaching the sky burst out with bright divine light.

Waving the wicker.

It's like a divine chain of order.

Smash it at the oncoming demons.

"puff!"

Just came into contact with wicker.

Films of ghosts exploded.

The soul is scattered.

It simply couldn't withstand the power that the wicker exploded.

Several breaths.

All bastards burp their butts.

Not even Zhuang Fan's hair was touched.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Zhuang Jushi's strength has become stronger again."

The little Taoist smacked his lips.

Full of emotion.

With Zhuang Fan.

He, a true martial artist, is just like an ordinary person.

Completely crushed.

That is to say, his Taoist heart is as solid as gold and stone.

If it had been anyone else, Dao would have been heartbroken and lost all fighting spirit.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have received the reward of the Book of Saviors!"

System prompts rang in my ears.

A strange memory flooded into my mind.
To be continued...