Chapter 1918 Did you escape?

"Yes, I am Wei Shujun. What do you want from me?"

Wei Shujun put his hands behind his back, looked at the seven people with a smile on his face, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

When they heard that Wei Shujun dared to speak to them in a mocking tone, they immediately became furious. However, in order not to alert the enemy, they could only suppress their rage.

The leader snorted coldly: "Humph. I'm looking for you. Come with us!"

As soon as the voice fell, the remaining six masked black cloaks immediately surrounded Wei Shujun.

Wei Shujun looked at the six masked black cloaks who surrounded him, and a trace of disdain appeared on his corner again: "Haha. You said you would go with you, so I will go with you. Wouldn't this sect master be very embarrassed?"

The masked black cloak in the lead had a cold light in his eyes, and his tone was extremely cold: "You are not willing to drink a toast, so you have to drink a penalty. Take him down!"

After the voice fell, the masked black cloak man opposite Wei Shujun stretched out his palm into a claw shape and faced Wei Shujun.

In the eyes of this group of masked black cloaks, one person was more than enough to deal with Wei Shujun, and there was no need for two people to take action.

"Haha. It seems that this sect master has not taken action for a long time, and anyone thinks that he can easily control this sect master."

Wei Shujun did not change his expression, and kept a faint smile on his face. He stretched out a hand, quickly formed a seal with his fingers, and gently uttered a word from his mouth: "trapped".

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The lush Taixuan Mountain turned into a desert and Wei Shujun disappeared in the eyes of the masked black cloaked man.

"No, hurry up!"

The masked black cloaked wretched man secretly shouted that it was not good and asked others to leave quickly.

No matter which direction they left, they would return to their original position. At this time, the seven people were shocked.

"Hehe. Can you escape?" Wei Shujun's voice sounded, and at the same time, Wei Shujun's figure appeared in front of the seven people.

Seven masked black cloaked people attacked Wei Shujun together, and seven powerful red spiritual powers came towards Wei Shujun. However, the seven attacks issued by the seven people all passed through Wei Shujun's body.

Now they also understood that the one in front of them was just a phantom and not the real body, and no matter how they attacked, it was futile.

Wei Shujun, who was in the formation, had seven ropes emitting golden light in his hands. As long as the warriors below the super god realm were tied up by these ropes, their spiritual power would be restrained.

In this way, they would become lambs to be slaughtered!

"Bind!!"

Wei Shujun waved his hand, and the seven golden ropes in his hand flew towards the seven people in masks and black cloaks. No matter how the seven people dodge, they are not afraid. After three breaths, the seven people were tied up tightly.

After struggling for a while, the seven people found that they could not break free, so they gave up.

Wei Shujun appeared in front of the seven people, looking down at the seven people, and said in a very contemptuous tone: "Tell me, which force are you from?"

The leader snorted coldly: "Humph. It seems that we underestimated you. But don't expect to know anything from us!"

After speaking, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" the sound of seven flesh explosions sounded.

The seven people instantly turned into blood mist and died.

Wei Shujun was stunned. Is there such a thing? Damn, these guys are too angry. They will expose themselves if they say so.

Soon, Wei Shujun came back to his senses from his daze. Seeing the seven pools of blood, his face was full of smiles.

"Hahaha. Don't think you can get away with it if you die. You are still too young!"

As he said that, a bright yellow talisman paper appeared in Wei Shujun's hand. He made a gesture and muttered: "Daozu is above, hurry up like a jade order!"

After reciting, he threw the talisman paper into the sky, and the talisman paper emitted a golden light. Wei Shujun pointed at the talisman paper and shouted in a low voice: "Appear!!"

In the golden light of the talisman paper, seven faint figures appeared on it one by one.

As time went by, the appearance of the figures became clearer and clearer. In just three breaths, seven souls that looked like neither human nor ghost appeared in front of Wei Shujun in the golden light.

"Fuck, I was wondering why you were wearing masks and black cloaks. You look so scary." Wei Shujun looked at the seven ghosts in shock.

The other souls were all horrified. They didn't understand why this happened. They were dead, so why were they still here?

Their self-exposure was not only physical, but also souls. But why could their souls be reunited?

"Hehe. Even if you become ghosts, you can't escape from the hands of this sect master!" Wei Shujun laughed.

"Why! Why is this happening?" The leader looked at Wei Shujun in horror.

My information was wrong, all wrong. Damn Mo Chen, you actually provided us with false information.

The leader's eyes were on Wei Shujun, "How could you make us show up?"

Wei Shujun was speechless. Isn't it easy to make ghosts show up? There are too many things on the market that can make ghosts show up.

There are more than a dozen kinds of talisman paper alone, not to mention other items.

"Haha. It seems that you really know nothing!" Wei Shujun shook his head. These seven guys knew nothing about the store items and the underworld.

In that case, we won't tease them anymore. The real thing is to find out the forces behind them. "Tell me, where are you from? What forces are you from?"

The leader showed a mocking look in his eyes: "Humph. We won't reveal it when we are alive. Even if we are dead, you can't expect to know anything from us."

Wei Shujun raised his eyebrows: "Oh. Really?"

The leader looked at Wei Shujun's expression and suddenly had a bad idea in his mind.

Wei Shujun's figure appeared in front of a ghost, and he said slowly in a very strange tone: "Look at me!"

At the same time, a gray light appeared in Wei Shujun's eyes. The ghost that Wei Shujun was staring at became sluggish when he saw Wei Shujun emitting gray light.

This is one of the unique skills of Taixuan Sect, called soul-calling technique. As long as the ghost is controlled by the soul-calling technique, he will answer whatever people ask.

"Tell me, where are you from?" Wei Shujun crossed his arms. He wanted to see which force was so bold as to confront him.

"We are from" When the ghost controlled by the soul-calling technique wanted to reveal the forces behind him, his entire soul suddenly struggled.

"Mo San, shut up!"

"Shut up, don't say any more!"

The other ghosts shouted loudly, trying to wake up the ghost named Mo San.