"Ah! You wretched Taoist, you're bullying ghosts too much! I'll eat you alive." The Ghost Spirit roared with anger.
Whoosh!
In a flicker, with a powerful ghost wind, the frail ghost hand, clutching a black bead, aggressively swung towards Zhang Xiaohao's head.
"Show you some respect, and you've become conceited? Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with cold eyes.
His body swayed, and the vast Shennong True Qi took shape as a golden net. With a single hand raised, it directly enveloped the oncoming Ghost Spirit.
Sizzle... sizzle...
The terrifying might of righteousness emitted from the golden net, pressing towards the Ghost Spirit.
"Ah..."
A spine-chilling scream accompanied by dense blue smoke erupted fiercely from the Ghost Spirit's mouth.
"Hmph! Such a small Ghost Spirit, not thinking of reincarnation to become human again, and even daring to swear such a vicious oath! Truly deserves death." Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
