The female ghost's pale face showed many burn marks after being illuminated by the Bagua mirror.
She looked ferocious and used her trembling hand to gently touch her face.
"Damn it, damn it, you stinking man, how dare you scar my face…"
As she spoke, her voice trembled with immense anger.
The three of us could only retreat step by step, huddling together.
For now, we had to prioritize defense.
At this moment, the Bagua mirror was causing significant harm to her.
We all took out our Bagua mirrors from our treasure bags.
Each of us held an offensive magical artifact in one hand and a Bagua mirror in the other.
The female ghost roared in fury.
The surroundings suddenly turned cold.
Waves of chilling aura continuously emanated from the female ghost,
rippling outwards and striking us.
"I will kill you, kill you…"
The female ghost slowly turned her head, looking at the three of us.
"This female ghost's cultivation must have reached the late Nascent Qi stage."
Brother Chen exclaimed in horror, looking at the female ghost.
"Late Nascent Qi, no mistake."
I also said grimly,
constantly analyzing our advantages and disadvantages.
The female ghost's cultivation was higher than ours, and in a one-on-one fight, we would certainly not be her match.
However, we had the advantage of numbers, and each of us possessed proper ghost-exorcising artifacts.
If used well, these artifacts could kill the female ghost.
At the same time, standing together, the three of us could barely defend against her.
The current problem was.
How could we break the stalemate, create an opening for the female ghost,
or withstand the female ghost's attacks to subdue her.
As I was contemplating.
The female ghost had already let out a roar and lunged at us again.
"Here she comes!"
The three of us exclaimed in unison.
This time, the three of us simultaneously raised our Bagua mirrors.
Using their surfaces to reflect the female ghost.
However, in an instant, the female ghost opened her monstrous mouth towards us.
Her mouth seemed to split all the way to her ears.
As her mouth opened.
A gust of black mist rolled towards us.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss," it spewed towards us.
"Damn, what is this!"
Old Mo exclaimed in surprise.
I was also shocked and unsure.
Fortunately, Brother Chen had experience and immediately said:
"This is ghost miasma, don't inhale it, or you'll become dizzy and weak."
Upon hearing this, Old Mo and I took a sharp breath.
We immediately held our breath.
And the black mist instantly enveloped the three of us,
pervading the entire logistics warehouse.
The ghost miasma was extremely cold, like icy frost mist.
In this black miasma, our Bagua mirrors seemed to have become ineffective.
Their surfaces were as if smeared with black ash, no longer reflecting light.
"The Bagua mirrors are useless."
I said in a low voice, my eyes wide as I scanned our surroundings.
After expelling that breath of miasma, the female ghost disappeared before our eyes.
But I knew very well that she was somewhere nearby.
The moment we let our guard down.
She would suddenly rush out and bite any one of us to death.
Therefore, the three of us stood back to back,
ensuring there were no blind spots within our field of vision.
The ghost miasma was not permanent and was gradually dissipating.
However, the sensation of holding one's breath was extremely uncomfortable,
especially in this tense and oppressive environment.
Old Mo and I were relatively fine, as we now possessed cultivation.
As long as we held onto our vital energy, holding our breath for seven to eight minutes was not a problem.
But Brother Chen couldn't endure it.
At this point, after holding his breath for only a minute, his face was flushed and his neck was bulging; he was already struggling.
He also knew that if this continued.
He would either suffocate or be ambushed and killed by the female ghost.
In this situation, Brother Chen suddenly spoke:
"I can't hold it any longer. Do as I said earlier, find an opportunity to strike!"
With that, Brother Chen broke away from our formation.
He rushed to the front of us and shouted to the surroundings:
"Monster, come on! I'm right here, come and kill me?"
Brother Chen raised his peach wood sword and spoke loudly.
He even used the peach wood sword to swiftly cut his own palm.
A gash appeared on his palm, and blood dripped down his hand.
"Drip, drip…"
Brother Chen was using himself as bait.
He wanted to lure the female ghost to attack him, creating an opportunity for Old Mo and me.
As soon as Brother Chen finished speaking.
Even before Old Mo and I could react.
The female ghost appeared behind Brother Chen like a phantom.
A sinister smile spread across her pale face:
"I'll kill you first!"
"Brother Chen, be careful!"
I shouted and lunged forward.
Mo Ting also moved in from the other side to flank.
Brother Chen's body trembled, knowing the female ghost had appeared behind him.
Cold sweat beaded on Brother Chen's forehead.
But Brother Chen remained outwardly calm.
He gripped the peach wood sword tightly and swung it back fiercely, trying to strike the female ghost.
As a result, his strike missed completely.
And he was bitten on his forearm by the female ghost.
"Ah!"
Brother Chen cried out in pain, and the peach wood sword fell from his hand.
I saw this and flew forward with my sword.
"Let go!"
Old Mo also swung his axe from behind.
"Die!"
As a result, the female ghost's body trembled, and a powerful surge of Yin energy erupted.
Old Mo and I felt a tremendous force strike us.
As if hit by a truck, we were sent flying.
With a "bang," we were thrown away.
We rolled two or three times on the ground before stopping.
On the other side, the female ghost had already grabbed Brother Chen's shoulder.
And was biting down ferociously on his neck…