Chapter 110 Chapter 109. The war begins
"Little friend."

The paper fairy took a look at Old Man Fang’s coffin and saw that Old Man Fang didn’t say a word, so he had to be the bad guy.

When the sound of paper-made figures was heard, everyone's eyes were focused on it.

"I see the golden light on your body, it is the talisman used by the Taoist sect, you must be a Taoist." The sharp voice, as if the throat is pinched, came out from the mouth of the Paper Immortal, "Taoism is about saving the world and saving the people. Now is the time for you to show your character."

"Sacrificing you alone can save so many of us. Isn't that a great deed? What do you think, my friend?"

Xu Qing shook his head calmly: "Senior, I don't think it's that good."

“Let’s put it another way.”

"I am not even twenty years old, but you look hundreds of years old. Why don't you give up your old body and earn some life for us young people?"

"Anyway, you don't have much time left to live, and I still have a lot of years to live."

"If I survive, I can save tens of thousands of people in the future. Senior, wouldn't that be even more meritorious?"

The Paper Immortal narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was faintly threatening: "My friend, although you have great magical powers, your cultivation level is only the second level."

"Senior, you are wrong." Xu Qing chuckled. "Senior, your strength is indeed very strong, but under the suppression of the haunted house, how much strength can you exert?"

His divine form is a great supernatural power and possesses the true meaning of a righteous god. No matter how powerful and weird this haunted house is, it is still a ghost in the mortal world and cannot suppress the divine form.

Judging from the aura of the people on the opposite side, they should be masters of the fourth realm, the middle level of supernatural powers.

However, under the suppression of the haunted house, the strength they can exert will definitely not exceed the third level.

If it was only the third realm, relying on his natal guardian deity, Xu Qing would not be so scared as to let them control him.

“My friend, don’t make a mistake.” The Paper Immortal’s triangular eyes flashed with a dangerous light. “The great supernatural power is powerful, but with the suppression of the ghost house, the strength between you and me should be on par now.”

"But if a fight really breaks out, you'll have to deal with more than just me."

Hearing this, Xu Qing's eyes swept over the paper fairy, the vigorous bearded warrior, the old man Fang in the coffin, and the other three people.

Before, he had focused his attention on the Paper Fairy, the warrior, and Old Man Fang, who had the strongest presence, and did not pay much attention to the remaining three.

The remaining three were a child, a girl and a boy.

The younger one was about six or seven years old, with pigtails on his head and round, soft, rosy cheeks. He looked innocent and cute, provided that one ignored the giant centipede lying on his shoulder.
There was a layer of green air on the man's face, and the aura he emitted was not obvious, but the blood-red sword in his hand faintly gave off an aura of murderousness, bloodthirstiness, and destruction.

The woman had a pretty face and a plump figure. She was only wearing a gauze dress that barely covered her private parts, leaving large areas of her snow-white skin exposed to the air.

Seeing Xu Qing's eyes on her, the woman first gave Xu Qing a coquettish smile, then pulled down her chest, and two waves wrapped like a trench squeezed into his eyes.

Xu Qing frowned.

The Six Ding Gods in the body glowed brightly, and a cool feeling spread through the mind, instantly calming the mind.

Is this a charm?

Xu Qing rolled his eyes.

The aura of these three people is not as strong as that of Old Man Fang and his two companions, but at first glance they are definitely not people to be trifled with.

If it were in the outside world, Xu Qing would never confront them head-on, but here, as one side gains strength while the other loses strength, they are now on the same level.

Even the divine spirits were not suppressed, and his strength was even better than those three. However, fighting one against six was very difficult.

"I have an idea." Xu Qing's eyes swept over the people who were huddled together one by one, "How about this."

"There are six of you in total, and we have three on our side."

"Three of you will go burn incense and offer sacrifices to the two evil spirits first, followed by the three of us, and finally it will be the turn of the last three of you."

"That's only fair."

Xu Qing's words made the Paper-Zha Fairy's expression change slightly.

He didn't believe that the boy in front of him was really proposing a solution, because everyone knew that as long as they burned incense and made offerings, their strength would inevitably decline. Then, who would have the final say in what to say and how to say no? Wouldn't the one with the strongest power have the final say?
So no one would be the first three to burn incense and offer sacrifices.

The reason why this guy proposed this method was clearly to sow discord between them.

Although the six of them were familiar with each other, they were just nodding acquaintances, and they all knew each other's character clearly - they would never trust anyone else except themselves.

In this life-and-death situation, it would be easy to kill the partner you just cooperated with harmoniously in order to survive.

The paper-zha fairy's eyes were fierce as he looked at the statue of a god that was over 12 feet tall, holding a trident and with blue flames wrapped around its body, but he felt fearful in his heart.

The people who were still alive around looked at each other, feeling the tense atmosphere between the two sides, and shrank into the corner and remained silent.

The courtyard in the atrium suddenly became quiet, with only the two tablets in the lobby making restless sounds.

"Paper maker, if you are not smart, don't try to be cunning. Wouldn't it be better to just use force to convince others?" The old man Fang's voice came from the coffin, "Everyone, either do as this Taoist friend says, or you all know what's going on."

"Time waits for no one. If we delay any longer, those two evil creatures will revive."

Before Old Man Fang had finished his words, the icy atmosphere was broken, and the paper fairy, the bearded warrior, and the little boy and girl suddenly jumped up.

In an instant, everyone's methods were fully displayed.

The bearded warrior's fist intention flowed, and the mighty blood and energy turned into a blood-red fist print that broke through the air and fiercely hit Ding Chou God. At the same time, his figure disappeared from the spot;
The paper fairy released dozens of paper soldiers wearing armor and holding swords;
The centipede on the child's shoulder stood up and spewed poisonous arrows at Xu Qing;
The man swung the blood-red long sword in his hand, and a blood-red blade light split through the air;

The last woman's eyes were seductive and she licked her red lips gently in a teasing manner. Strands of hair behind her head suddenly grew and spread along the ground.

Xu Qing reacted quickly. Although he looked calm just now, he had been alert to the opponent's attack, so this move did not catch him off guard.

The Ruyi trident in the hand of Ding Chou God came out majestically, the tip of the trident was like a bird's beak, it pointed into the void, and the bloody fist print shattered with a loud bang.

Then the momentum of the halberd changed, and it was swung in a circle and chopped down heavily.

The strong wind swept the Yin Fire into a wave and rushed out, colliding with the paper figures of the soldiers, sword beams, tides and poisonous arrows that were coming to kill them.

The wind blade and fire waves were fierce. First, the wind blade collided with the sword light, exploding into layers of energy ripples. Then, Yin fire swirled, covering the paper man with dampness, and emitting poisonous arrows.

The low roar continued to echo in the courtyard of the atrium.

The first attack between the two sides ended in a draw. Strictly speaking, Xu Qing was outnumbered by five and had the upper hand.

However, Xu Qing's face darkened.

Because the bearded warrior appeared behind him, and a fierce evil wind blew towards him, and even though there was a layer of protective golden light between them, it still made his hair stand on end.

(End of this chapter)