Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

Wet, bloody footprints spread across the ground, and a bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped the entire stage!

Zhang Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end!

He sensed the malevolent aura emanating from the white-robed demon; it had clearly reached the late stage of the Mage realm!

He's a whole realm higher than him!

What's even more deadly is that the resentment surging around the opponent is so thick that it's almost tangible, and its combat power is definitely far superior to ordinary ghosts of the same level!

"How could such a ferocious creature suddenly appear in this desolate wilderness?!"

Zhang Yan cursed under his breath, his face extremely solemn, and his right palm quietly slid towards the Qiankun bag at his waist.

The people below the stage who hadn't run far were terrified when they saw the white-clad demon's rotten and hideous face!

"Help! An even fiercer ghost has appeared!"

"Run! They're going to eat people!"

The heart-wrenching cries echoed across the wilderness. The people scrambled to escape, and some of the more timid ones even collapsed to the ground, wetting their pants.

On the stage, Uncle Sheng and his entourage also had a drastic change in expression, and cold sweat instantly soaked the backs of their costumes.

Having spent years traveling the world performing night shows, Uncle Sheng could tell at a glance that this white-clad evil spirit was no longer a wandering ghost from the wasteland!

This is a vicious and malevolent ghost that specifically seeks to take lives and harm people!

"Don't just stand there, get behind the stage!"

Uncle Sheng pulled up Ah Gui, whose face was covered in blood from the fall, and turned to shout at the young martial arts performer beside him.

"Ah Biao, you're quick on your feet, hurry up and run backstage!"

"Please bring out the golden statue of our revered Patriarch Huaguang, and while you're at it, also bring the consecrated spirit official mask that's enshrined next to the Patriarch's tablet!"

"Hurry, or we'll all lose our lives here!"

Ah Biao was so frightened that his lips trembled. He only came to his senses when he heard the troupe leader speak.

"Okay...yes, Master, I'll go right away!"

Ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead, Ah Biao scrambled open the curtain and plunged into the backstage area.

Below the stage, the white-clad demon's dead-fish-like eyes flickered slightly, landing on Zhang Yan's right hand as he reached for the Qiankun bag.

"Hehehe..."

The white-clad demon grinned, its mouth dripping with black liquid, and emitted a sinister laugh like that of an owl from its throat.

"You brat, you dare try to sneak up on me right in front of me?"

"With your paltry skills, you dare to challenge me?!"

Before the words were even finished, the white-clad demon stomped his foot hard on the ground!

boom!

The ground exploded with a roar, and the white-clad demon, accompanied by a cloud of black mist, charged straight at Zhang Yan!

A foul wind blew in, and the stench of corpses was so strong that it almost made people vomit!

"Don't even think about being arrogant!"

Zhang Yan roared and yanked his right hand out of his Qiankun bag, instantly trapping three crimson talismans between his fingers!

The Dao Qi within his body surged and poured in, and the cinnabar runes on the surface of the talisman suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light!

"By imperial decree of Huaguang, fire crows will burn away evil! Hurry!"

Zhang Yan flung the talisman into the air!

Whoops!

The three talismans spontaneously combusted in the wind, instantly transforming into three fiery crows with wingspans of several feet, emitting sharp cries as they pounced on the white-robed demon's face!

The blazing waves of fire rolled and dispersed some of the surrounding gray-white mist!

Faced with the three fire crows rushing towards him, the white-clad evil spirit didn't even try to dodge, his eyes full of mockery.

"You're just using petty tricks, get out of my way!"

The white-clad demon suddenly raised its right arm, its dark blue claw slashing directly at the fire crow!

Stab it!

A bizarre, ghastly green lightning bolt suddenly flashed across the surface of the ghost claw!

Immediately afterwards, the ghost claw struck three fire crows!

boom! boom! boom!

"What?!"

When Zhang Yan saw the green lightning leaping from the claws of the white-clad demon, his heart trembled and his pupils dilated abruptly!

Ghosts are naturally afraid of thunder and pure yang fire, so how could this white-clad evil ghost control such domineering yin thunder?!

This evil spirit's origins are definitely not simple; we've probably bitten off more than we can chew tonight!

Without a moment's hesitation, Zhang Yan flipped his wrist and reached into the Qiankun Bag again.

This time, he pulled out two of his most treasured life-saving magical artifacts!

His left hand held a delicate, crimson fire gourd about the length of an arm, while his right hand held a heavy triangular gold brick!

"You wicked creature, taste my sacred implements!"

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and poured all the Dao Qi in his body into the fire gourd in his left hand.

With a soft hum, the intricate fire patterns engraved on the surface of the fire gourd instantly lit up!

Zhang Yan exerted force with his left arm, gripping the fire gourd and slashing it forward violently!

call--!

A thick beam of crimson fire erupted from the gourd's mouth, transforming into a roaring pillar of fire that charged headlong towards the white-clad demon!

That wasn't the end of it. The moment the pillar of fire shot out, Zhang Yan's right arm muscles bulged high, and his wrist suddenly jerked with force!

"go!"

The triangular gold brick in his right hand flew out, following closely behind the crimson pillar of fire, accompanied by a whistling sound as it hurtled through the air, heading straight for the white-robed demon's chest!

One move was overt, the other covert; the two deadly attacks were seamlessly linked!

"A useless, utterly pointless trick!"

The white-clad demon let out a disdainful sneer. Facing the thick pillar of fire rushing towards him, he once again raised his ghostly claws, which were wrapped in green lightning, and slammed them down!

boom!

The raging pillar of fire was forcefully smashed apart by the ghostly claws, and large splatter of scorching flames flew everywhere, landing on several long benches below the stage.

The dry wooden benches ignited immediately upon contact with fire, crackling and popping as flames shot high into the air!

As the pillar of fire was shattered, the white-clad demon also saw the triangular gold brick that followed closely behind.

"Hmph, you think you can hit me with a broken brick?!"

The white-clad demon snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, and suddenly extended its five jet-black claws, grabbing the rapidly approaching triangular gold brick in mid-air!

hum!

The triangular gold brick trembled violently, its surface bursting with dazzling pure yang golden light, attempting to shake off the ghost claws!

However, the white-robed evil spirit's palm surged with ghostly energy, and the eerie, pale green lightning flickered wildly, instantly suppressing the pure yang golden light emanating from the gold brick!

Zizizi!

A harsh corrosive sound rang out, and thick black smoke billowed from the surface of the triangular gold brick, its spiritual energy rapidly dimming!

"Here you go!"

The white-clad demon swung his arm sharply, throwing the triangular gold brick he was holding back the way it came!

Enveloped in violent ghostly energy and green lightning, the gold brick flew backward at a speed several times faster than when Zhang Yan had thrown it before!

The ear-piercing sonic boom instantly tore through the air!

Zhang Yan, who was opposite him, had just exhausted his old strength and had not yet generated new strength. As he looked at the triangular gold brick that was rapidly enlarging in his field of vision, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!

too fast!

There was no time to dodge!

Zhang Yan felt a chill run down his spine, his hands and feet turned ice-cold, and he could only watch helplessly as the gold brick shrouded in black smoke approached his face!

Oops!

If that brick had landed squarely, his head would probably have been ripped open on the spot!

The white-clad demon, not far away, saw Zhang Yan standing there dumbfounded and a cruel grin appeared on its face.

"Hahaha, you brat, this is what happens when you go against me!"

"Go to hell!"

The gold brick was less than three feet from Zhang Yan's nose, and the sharp wind made his bangs dance wildly on his forehead!

However, at this critical moment!

Zhang Yan felt a sudden blur before his eyes, and a tall figure appeared out of thin air in front of him without warning!

boom!

A deep, muffled thud resounded!

A large, thick, and slender hand shot out like lightning, its five fingers slightly closing, effortlessly catching the violent triangular gold brick in mid-air!

The terrifying force and green lightning attached to the gold brick vanished without a trace in the palm of this giant hand!

Zhang Yan stood there blankly, staring at the somewhat familiar broad back in front of him, his mind blank, filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Who was this extraordinary person who happened to pass by and came to the rescue?!

Just then, the figure in front turned his head slightly, and with the help of the bright moonlight shining from the sky, Zhang Yan finally saw the young and handsome profile.

Zhang Yan's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg, and he exclaimed in shock.

"Is it you?"

"Hmm... Fellow Daoist Lin?!"