The Song house in front, Wei Youming, and the Deputy Director old Liu, all have different expressions, fierce, terrifying, and twisted.
Those Song houses formed by the transformed green ghosts, however, are much colder.
They suddenly moved, the order was suddenly disordered.
After regaining calm once more, it was impossible to tell where the real Song Fang, Wei Youming, and the Deputy Director, Old Liu, had gone.
"The one in front is the illusion of the Ivy Ghost, a false appearance of evil. Behind it, because Song Fang uses his own soul to control those he has raised as ghosts!" I squinted my eyes and spoke in a low voice.
At this moment, I finally understood why Song Fang could suppress Wei Youming.
It's not just him alone; it's because his dispersed soul spirits control so many green ghosts, which is equivalent to a large number of ghosts collectively suppressing Wei Youming...
Just then, it's even more difficult to distinguish where Song Fang is!
I keep sweating profusely on my forehead.
Even old Gong, he was at a loss for a moment and didn't say a word.
"I, have never used flowery language."
"I, have never killed or harmed anyone."
"My father-in-law, I married her with a grand sedan chair, through a legitimate marriage. I shared some of my thoughts and actions with Tang Youming, but she didn't accept them and left me."
"I never hurt her, because it was only after she left me that she was killed!"
"When I found her, she was already in a state of limb decay and her soul was nowhere to be found. All I could do was keep her body alive and wait for the day when I would take revenge and avenge her!"
"He Ouyuan misunderstood me; you must not misunderstand. If I can find Tang Youming's soul, I have a way to let her come back to life by possessing another body!"
"My father-in-law, Luo Xianshen is the host of the plague ghost."
"You cannot believe a word he says!"
The voice of Song Fang resounded repeatedly, as if a hundred sounds were all in one place.
He mostly spoke words that made people sick, and they were simply too bad to be even worse lies.
The last sentence, however, made my hair stand on end and sent a chill through me!
"Foolish!"
"Foolish!"
"Foolish!" Old Gong's sharp shout was louder, yet it was still hard to override Song Fang's overlapping voice.
Furthermore, Old Gong couldn't help but show a worried expression, glancing at Tang Wushuang with great care.
Tang Wushuang's face showed no change in expression despite Song Fang's words, and his face grew even colder.
He did not show any suspicion of me at all.
Suddenly, Tang Wushuang sat cross-legged, and he pushed his hands up forcefully, as if holding the sky!
"Emperor Heavens born me, Earth carries me!"
"Emperor Heavens nourish me, Earth nurture me!"
"Imprinted on my hand, the spell is in my mouth!"
"Head wearing the heavenly dagger, feet treading the north pole!"
"Wind master and rain master, thunder god roaring!"
"Attacking temples and driving spirits, spirits roam freely!"
This incantation is simple but grand, and fierce. Wind and clouds begin to rise, and thick clouds layer upon layer in this prison!
The emotions of everyone around were uniformly transformed into shock and anger.
"My father-in-law, if you kill me, you will never see Tang Youming again! She can only be dead and cannot live again!" The sinister voice of Song Fang echoed around the surroundings: "Whether she lives or dies, is all up to your decision! Will you keep her apart from the living or let her fulfill her filial piety?"
Song Fang's words were still very enticing!
Even Old Gong, his face kept changing.
My breath was also very heavy...
No matter how absurd Song Fang's words were, the mention of making Tang You come back to life was the biggest lure!
How many people in the world can withstand such an allure?
If he told me he could make Lao Qin come back to life, would I waver!?
If he tells Han Xianzi that he can make Han Qi directly come back to life, Han Xianzi will also sell his life for him!
However, Tang Wu did not show the slightest wavering, and his voice was still as thunderous as ever, even slightly raising his head as if looking up at the sky!
"Lightning's might, followed by thunder!"
"Annihilate gods and spirits, becoming dust!"
"Monsters and evil spirits, eradicated forever!"
"I worship the emperor's pardon and must destroy the gates of hell!"
"The heavens and earth grew dark, the sun and moon dimmed!"
"Evil spirits, demons, and bandits, dare not escape their forms!"
"Fire rush to extinguish, sweep away the demonic atmosphere!"
"Quickly, as the command!"
Tang Wu's incantation echoes incessantly within this vast playground.
Song Fang's enticing words were completely suppressed!
Rumbling sounds keep coming from above.
The thunder is about to fall, but the fierce prison separates it!
Tang Wu raised his hands even higher, pressing against the air with all his might!
Splutter! A mouthful of blood was spat out, instantly turning into mist, and a purple-red blood mist rose up!
As the blood mist soared into the sky, a crack appeared in the dark sky!
A dazzling white light descended!
Neither Han Xianzi nor I can directly summon thunder from the heavens through the fierce prison.
Tang Wu, however, managed to do so!
Everything in front of us suddenly went blind, and we could only hear the thunderous roars in our ears and continuous cries of horror!
When the lightning dispersed and the vision returned, there were fewer Wei Youming, Song Fang, and Deputy Director Old Liu around.
Even the ghosts in the rear transformed back to their original forms, and their ghostly auras dissipated continuously. Their bodies kept collapsing, as if Tang Wu's move had hurt their cores.
Tang Wu was panting slightly, and blood was still oozing from his lips.
He placed his hands on his knees, and his straight shoulders drooped slightly.
His eyes were red, indicating that his eyes had been heavily injured, forming blood within them.
He was okay, which made me slightly relieved.
Stared fiercely to the west, where Wei Youming, Song Fang, and Deputy Director Old Liu revealed their forms.
Wei Youming's body was rotting away by half, but Song Fang was unscathed, and the Deputy Director Old Liu had only one-third of his body left, slowly recovering.
It was evident that Wei Youming had blocked the attack, thus sparing them from harm.
Song Fang's eyes were extremely terrifying, and his body shook uncontrollably.
He no longer had that seductive demeanor. Instead, the terrifying expression transformed into chilling fear, post-traumatic stress, and a thick, overwhelming murderous intent!
"You want to kill me!"
"Can you really kill me?"
"You, must die!"
Song Fang let out a shrill scream and bellowed, "Wei Youming! Kill him!"
In an instant, Wei Youming suddenly rushed forward!
Tang Wu stood up abruptly, straightening his back once again. He clasped his hands together and was about to cast a spell!
This scene is beyond my interference.
Unless I continue to give my life, using my vitality to unleash thunderbolts, or using the strongest magic, wielding the High Heaven staff and Sword, as well as the Great Yao Jade Tablet, I can barely get involved.
Even Song Fang didn't use other ghosts to charge in, as he was also aware that this wasn't a battle that those ghosts could join.
He could only rely on Wei Youming to determine the outcome of their lives and deaths!
However, a sudden change occurred at this moment.
The Deputy Director Old Liu, standing beside him, suddenly tilted his head.
His hand lifted.
Sometime during this, the Vice President Old Liu had a hand raised. In his hand was a fountain pen, with a piece of rope still attached to Song Fang.
He snorted, and with one swift move, the Vice President Old Liu drove the pen deeply into Song Fang's heart!
Without any warning, it was especially sudden.
Song Fang's eyes widened, and a large amount of fresh blood gushed out from the hole in his chest!
At the same time, Old Liu's hand dug deeply into Song Fang's mouth, and he forcefully pulled out a lump of white mist!
