Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

More than 30 ghosts condensed from the ghosts of the ghost realm, all of them were broken, and they burst into pieces in an instant!

The lonely ghost eyes of the old man in Tang costume stared at Ye Fan closely.

The mocking smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly stagnated.

He suddenly felt that the human in front of him seemed to be a different person.

The little chicken that could be killed easily before suddenly became a wild beast.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo well

The ghost wind howled, the ghost spirit surged.

The ghostly spirit that was as dark as ink, under the mind of the old man in Tang costume, instantly turned into a door-sized ghost hand, and took it toward Ye Fan!

If it is an ordinary person, once he is covered, his body will be broken and his soul will be pulled out directly!

Ye Fan glanced over the ghost hand indifferently: "Small bugs!"

The left hand was clenched into a fist, and a fist blasted out, and Ziguang Mingqi was full of energy!

A semi-transparent underworld fist, immediately hit the ghostly hand!

Blast it to pieces!

Ye Fan's body, the dark purple underworld, burst out in an instant.

With the ring head demon knife in his hand, he kicked it under his feet and banged it on the cement corridor floor under his feet, immediately exploding two shallow pits!

The whole person, directly swept out a purple afterimage, and instantly shot towards the old man in Tang suit!

Along the road, all the dark ghosts and ghost realms could not get close to Ye Fan's body.

The purple netherworld underworld has a very powerful restraint effect on ghosts by nature.

The old man in Tang costume uttered an angry silent roar.

The ghost realm is boiling, and ghosts emerge from the ground, walls, and roofs one after another!

Chapter 33 Killing the headless old man knocking on the door

The old ghost in the Tang suit roared incomparably angry.

A circle of pale black, even in the pitch-black corridor, the soundless ripples that were clearly visible, suddenly washed away.

As the ripples spread, resentful roars came out on the floor, walls, and ceiling of the entire hospital corridor.

"Live, I still want to live--"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die—"

"Ah, living people, there are living people!"

"Kill him, kill him together!"

"Roar--"

"..."

The terrible ghost howl came from all directions.

Ghost hands stretched out one by one.

Ghosts crawled out from various places in the hospital corridor!

A pair of ghost eyes, horribly green, stared straight at Ye Fan, with a yearning for the flesh, soul, and breath of life, they rushed forward together! !

At this moment, there were at least hundreds of evil spirits, and at the same time they rushed towards Ye Fan!

Amidst the dense shadows, the old ghost in Tang suit stood behind, showing a hollow, mocking smile.

In Ye Fan's amethyst-like eyes, the purple light flourished.

"Again!"

With a very deep voice sounded.

On his body, the underworld Mingjia body was added.

There was a deep black chain of the soul entwined around his waist.

A blood-red spear emerged from behind.

Ye Fan's whole body, while breathing, was fully armed.

The ghost eyes of the old ghost in the Tang costume passed through the gaps of countless evil ghosts, and when he saw Ye Fan's appearance, his heart suddenly sank.

The ghost eyes immediately became serious.

Ye Fan's gaze swept over all the ghosts that rushed forward and backward, and seeing their hideous faces, he smiled with a cold voice: "Soul lock!"

Bells yelling--

The chain of the unjust soul on his waist, like a snake in a moment, rushed out!

One is two, two is four, four is eight...

It quickly changed into a dense network of chains, covering all the unjust souls.

Around the time, from the sky to the earth, the hundreds of ghosts that rushed over were immediately locked by the chains of the unjust souls!

On the dark and deep chains, there was a bright purple light.

All the evil spirits, not one is left out, are all locked by the chains of the evil spirits.

A terrible and terrified ghost howl suddenly sounded.

"what is this!"

"It hurts, no—"

"How can it be?"

"..."

Some of these ghosts are tied around their necks, and some are bodies...

All the places that were held by the chains of the wrong souls began to sneer and spit white smoke.