Wang Xian''s shot was terrible.


    What''s more, now he is not much different from understanding the meaning of the gun, so his stab is earth shaking.


    Friar Wanding''s all-out strike, coupled with the blessing of infinite proximity to the meaning of the gun.


    Wang Xian is confident that even if there is a Yuanhai Daneng standing in front of him, he will never dare to take his shot.


    Although it should not play a great role in dealing with the black cloud of the dead, at least a little response can be achieved.


    Wang Xian thought so, and they saw the gun stabbing at the black cloud.


    The powerful gun power instantly turned into a huge pillar to the sky, as if it could poke a hole in the sky.


    Wang Xian''s strike is infinitely close to the black cloud of the dead.


    It''s about to hit.


    However, just then, under the Firestone lightning, people saw that black cloud had a reaction at this time.


    The crazy black cloud became bigger at this time, as if it opened a big mouth and swallowed the gun at Wang Xian.


    After that, there is no following.


    "It''s impossible!" I saw the scene happen in front of me.


    Wang Xian''s first reaction was absolutely impossible!


    Are you dreaming?


    How could this happen!


    Even if his shot didn''t cause damage to the dark cloud of the dead, didn''t it even produce a response?


    This is terrible!


    Is there such a terrible ghost in this world?


    Swallowed Wan Ding and hit him with all his strength, just like tickling.


    The dark cloud of the dead in the ten thousand mile solitary grave is indeed more terrible than the rumor!


    Wang Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in his heart.


    No one knows better than him. He has used 11% of his strength in that shot just now.


    Compared with the past, he has even played extraordinary.


    But even so, it did not cause any casualties to these dead souls.


    Wang Xian also knows that he is definitely not the opponent of these dead souls.


    No wonder it is an existence that can erase the true God.


    Not just Wang Xian.


    Song Qingyun and they were also shocked.


    After all, they are companions. They have not seen each other for such a long time. They often have a lot of exchanges with each other, so they have a basic understanding of each other''s strength.


    Although Wang Xian is not the strongest among them, his shooting skills are amazing, and he is also a gun genius. If he really tries his best, even song Qingyun can''t stop his shot.


    But Wang Xian''s attack was ineffective, which made them feel desperate.


    Wang Xiandu has no effect on these dead souls. Even if they go up again, I''m afraid they are not much better than Wang Xiandu.


    So, helpless, they can only turn their eyes to Gu Zhun.


    They can''t help it. Their cultivation is too low. They don''t see enough in front of these dead black clouds.


    Therefore, we can only place our last hope on Gu Zhun.


    I just hope that now this young master of his own family can find some ways!


    Gu Zhun looked at them and looked at himself. Now he knew what they meant.


    So Gu Zhun was not idle.


    Immediately, they began to give instructions.


    Let them take out the paper people they bought in advance.


    When they heard the speech, they listened one after another.


    One by one, they took out the paper people they were allowed to buy in advance from their storage pockets.


    Before that, they didn''t know what the use of these paper people was. Gu Zhun just asked them to take them with them.


    But this time, it is used.


    Can these paper people deal with these ghosts?


    Someone thought.


    Then, Gu Zhun said.


    "Smell it! Drop blood!"


    Then, Gu Zhun made a direct demonstration.


    He lit a magic incense, and then lit the end on his finger. His finger was broken and a drop of blood showed up.


    Gu Zhun directly points this drop of blood on the forehead of the paper man.


    Song Qingyun and others followed suit. After a while, they had finished all of them.


    Then, Gu Zhun threw the paper man into the coffin and closed the coffin tightly.


    Song Qingyun and others followed suit and put their paper people in.


    Then Gu Zhun kicked the coffins one by one, kicking them back into the dark clouds.


    The crowd held their breath and looked at the scene.


    Although I don''t know what Gu Zhun wants them to do, it seems that heiyun''s performance is really different from that before.


    "Young master, what''s the use of this?"


    Silver moon asked curiously.


    "Those paper people, stained with blood and gas, are equivalent to a puppet. Now let''s see if we can deceive these dead souls. If we can deceive them, these dead souls will leave naturally after they get the coffin. I can also save some effort. If we can''t deceive them, it will be a little trouble."


    Gu Zhun said that he was also staring at the dark clouds of the dead in the sky.


    In fact, he hopes to succeed.


    After all, he really didn''t want to use it when it wasn''t necessary, because it moved his whole body.


    If he uses it here, he will be immediately sensed by another guy in Wanli solitary grave.


    If he felt it, things would become more troublesome.


    Gu Zhun thought.


    The people also looked at the black clouds one after another.


    They naturally want to succeed.


    However, after the dark cloud surged for a while, under the eager gaze of the people.


    A moment later.


    The dark cloud of the dead finally stopped rolling.


    Immediately after, a strange voice came out of the black cloud.


    "Gollum!", "Gollum!"


    People are still stunned. They don''t know what the final result is.


    Then, as far as their eyes could see, several sounds of breaking wind came.


    The crowd saw that from the dark clouds, several more shadows flew out, rustling. In an instant, they fell to the ground and threw up dust and smoke on the ground.


    It was the coffins that had just been stored with paper people.


    Gu Zhun frowned, opened the coffin and took a look. Then song Qingyun and others came together. They could see that in the coffin, the original paper man had disappeared at this time, leaving only some paper ashes that had already become black gray.


    Gu Zhun sighed lightly and looked up at the black cloud: "it seems that you can''t cheat! Unexpectedly, tens of millions of years have passed, and these dead souls have learned better than each other. It wasn''t like this before."


    Gu Zhun said to himself, as if he felt sorry.


    He still remembers that when he came to Wanli solitary grave, he often used this move, almost trying everything.


    Every time, the army of the dead was fooled around by him and believed it.


    And Gu Zhun can also borrow these paper people and leave.


    I didn''t expect that after so many years, even the souls of the dead have become elite, one smarter than the other.


    The paper man can''t scare them at all.


    Gu Zhun is helpless. It seems that he can only take out that thing in order to retreat today.