Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Xie Bi'an shook his dizzy head, struggled to his feet, and his eyes burned with raging anger.

"Today, I must kill that old devil."

Only in this way can he prove that he is not a traitor.

He suddenly raised the Dragon Sparrow Blade, its tip pointing directly at the old ghost, and shouted angrily.

"Old ghost, your life is mine!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already swung his sword forward, and violent true energy exploded on the blade.

Unstoppable momentum.

He used all his strength in this attack, determined to kill with a single blow.

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an old master like me!"

The old ghost hovered in the air, as if he had opened up a God's-eye view.

He could see clearly everything that Jiang Yao, Lin Wanrou, and Xie Bi'an did.

He suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

"Do you really think I'm all alone?"

"Children, come out!"

As soon as the old ghost finished speaking, an extremely eerie sound suddenly echoed throughout the entire Misty Ghost Forest.

There were both the mournful cries of children and the eerie laughter of children.

The howling of ghosts and wolves was extremely eerie.

Ignoring everything else, Jiang Yao had already circled around to the side and behind the old ghost, her Dragon Sparrow Blade carrying a sharp blade wind as she thrust straight at the old ghost's lower back.

It looked like it was about to stab me.

But just then, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of the old ghost.

Clang!

The Dragon Sparrow Blade slashed fiercely at the figure's delicate neck, as if striking a block of iron.

It didn't budge an inch, not even a fraction of an inch.

"A cursed spirit, a Kumanthong!"

Jiang Yao was shocked; her hand on her hand was really sore.

He quickly drew his knife and retreated, his face extremely grim.

She saw this thing at Baiyun Temple on the night of the full moon; it was impervious to swords and spears and extremely eerie.

What's even more terrifying is that Kuman Thong has a physical form and can be seen with the naked eye, but the evil spirits that are imprisoned are invisible to the naked eye.

Lin Wanrou below was also shocked, looking at the small, thin figures that kept appearing around her, and murmured:

"How can there be so many children's souls?"

"Mr. Lin, can you see them?"

Jiang Yao quickly retreated to Lin Wanrou's side and asked anxiously.

"Yes, I can see it!"

Lin Wanrou nodded.

"what……"

Suddenly, a shrill scream echoed all around. Xie Bi'an's all-out attack was blocked by the Kumanthong. He didn't even touch the old ghost's sleeve before being sent flying back.

"Team Leader Jiang, what is that?"

"This old guy not only knows black magic, but he also controls countless evil spirits and keeps a large number of Kuman Thong."

Jiang Yao said in a deep voice, her eyes serious.

"I'm sure we're surrounded by evil spirits."

"Hehehe!"

Old Ghost's sinister laughter rang out again, echoing in all directions.

"I didn't expect such a young girl to have such insight. However, my children are quite interested in the beauty beside you, they wish they could tear her apart alive. Tsk tsk, such a beautiful woman, even I feel a little guilty."

He didn't know that Lin Wanrou was of pure Yin constitution, but the Kumanthong and evil spirits he raised had an innate greed for Lin Wanrou.

They all looked at him with fierce eyes, as if they had seen Tang Sanzang's flesh, and were eager to pounce.

"An evil spirit? That's exactly what I've been waiting for!"

Just then, another excited voice suddenly rang out among the Hidden Dragon team members, breaking the eerie atmosphere.

An old man dressed in a black dragon robe and sporting a goatee slowly walked out from the crowd.

It was none other than Zhang Qingshun, the old Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple.

"Team Leader Jiang, please forgive this old Taoist for concealing his identity!"

Zhang Qingshun bowed to Jiang Yao in apology.

"Zhang Qingshun?"

Jiang Yao was both surprised and delighted, and quickly stepped forward.

"How did you get involved with the Hidden Dragons?"

"Hahaha, this was all arranged by Mr. Qin!"

Zhang Qingshun laughed heartily, appearing extremely pleased with himself.

"Mr. Qin had anticipated that the Gu Poison Cult might use evil methods like black magic or demonic spirits against you, so he specifically sent me in disguise as a precaution. Unexpectedly, we actually ran into them!"

Everyone then realized what was going on.

No wonder Jiang Yao hadn't noticed that from the moment they boarded the plane, Zhang Qingshun had been wearing a black dragon suit, following the group like an invisible person, silently protecting them.

Without further ado, Zhang Qingshun quickly pulled out the willow leaves and talismans he had prepared beforehand from his pocket, distributed them to everyone, and introduced them as follows:

"These willow leaves have been soaked in spring water. If you apply them to your eyes, you will be able to see the evil spirits around you. These talismans were hand-drawn by Mr. Qin. If you stick them on your chest, evil spirits will not dare to possess you. Everyone, please prepare yourselves and be careful!"

Although the crowd hesitated, they saw Jiang Yao carefully tuck the talisman into her body and place the willow leaf on her eyes without hesitation, and they all followed suit.

The next second, the scene before my eyes completely changed.

In the thick fog, countless ferocious and terrifying evil spirits, with blue faces and fangs, stared at them with greedy eyes, as if they would pounce and tear them apart at any moment.

The old ghost in the air, supported by four tall and mighty evil spirits, looked down at the Hidden Dragons below with a calm expression and a mocking gaze.

"Do you really think you can turn the tide with just two willow leaves and a few talismans?"

Old Ghost sneered.

"You guys are so naive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the bone flute again, and an eerie flute melody immediately rang out. The evil spirits instantly became ferocious, roaring as they pounced on the Hidden Dragons.

"Old man, someone looks down on you."

No sooner had the old ghost's arrogant laughter subsided than Qin Quan's voice suddenly rang out from behind the crowd.

With a flicker of his figure, he appeared before them like a ghost.

"Mr. Qin!"

Zhang Qingshun perked up and quickly went to greet them.

"Captain Qin, you've finally arrived! This place is incredibly eerie!"

Clutching the willow leaf and the talisman, Xie Bi'an also strode forward, wanting to get closer to Qin Quan.

However, Jiang Yao and Lin Wanrou simultaneously turned to the side, blocking him two meters away from the left and right.

His attitude was cold and he was extremely wary.

"Captain Qin, not only is the terrain here strange, but it's also filled with miasma."

Jiang Yao reported in a deep voice.

"That old man controls hundreds of evil spirits, and he also has two invulnerable Kuman Thong (spirit dolls) by his side. Just now, he even tried to command the evil spirits to attack us."

Qin Quan looked up at the old ghost floating high in the sky, his smile calm.

"Old Zhang is a professional at catching ghosts and subduing evil spirits."

"Hahaha, of course! Mr. Qin, just watch closely, this old Taoist priest is about to unleash a bloodbath!"

Zhang Qingshun abruptly removed his black dragon robe, and with a flip of his clothes, a bright yellow Taoist robe was revealed on his upper body.

He reached his hands to his waist.

With the Three Pure Bells in his left hand and the peach wood sword in his right, he drew them both from their sheaths.

Clang!

The crisp, penetrating sound of the bell was extremely powerful, and the thick fog rippled outwards like waves, completely drowning out the old ghost's sinister flute music.

Zhang Qingshun moved with the grace of the Heavenly Gang Step, his figure flowing and swift, his peach wood sword emitting streaks of golden light, his appearance dignified and awe-inspiring.

The old ghost in the air sneered, his face full of disdain.

"What a pretentious act! I fear no one but the Old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. My boys, tear this old Taoist priest to pieces!"

At a command, hundreds of evil spirits swooped down like a swarm of bees leaving their hive, bringing with them a chilling aura as they rushed towards Zhang Qingshun and the others. The entire Misty Ghost Forest was instantly swept by a fierce wind.

Faced with the overwhelming tide of evil spirits, Zhang Qingshun showed no fear; on the contrary, his fighting spirit surged.

"Subdue demons and monsters, slay ghosts and dispel evil! Laozi, by your command, swiftly execute them!"

A golden sword aura pierced the sky, extremely sharp.