Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

At this moment, a response qi rushed from the Yellow Springs road, rolled up the other side of the flowers, formed a powerful offensive, and flew several Ghost Messengers directly along the way, towards Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang took a step forward, turned over the palm, hit 8 amulets, pierced with Big Dipper Dragon Spring Sword, one after another, strung on the sword, printed on his left hand, and chanted Fengshen in his mouth. 8 magic symbols rotate continuously around the sword edge.

“Tian Lingling, Earth Spirit, Fengshen quickly came to show the mighty spirit, anxious as the law!” Ye Shaoyang with his left hand tied up the seal of the law, once pressing the hilt of the sword, knocked out 8 spells, a spell whirlwind, rising from the ground, Spin forward and fly away.

Little Ma heard this incantation, muttered: “It turns out there is such an incantation in the world! I thought it was a lie in a TV series.”

Guagua said: “This is called the” Pure Mantra “, the fire, thunder, and water. These four door spells can all be cast with pure mantras, and the formidable power is purer and stronger.”

Little Ma gave him a surprised look, “You a ghost, how do you know so much?”

Guagua said, “I do n’t know how many Taoist fighters I ’ve played with at first. I lost money at first. Then I got angry and stole a few books from Dragon Tiger Mountain. I studied by myself. Although I could n’t practice, I also To know yourself and know your enemy. “

Little Ma gave him a thumbs up, “It’s awesome to treat a ghost like you!”

The spell whirlwind collided with the rescue qi storm formed by Resurrection Lily, canceling each other, and the aftermath shook several nearby ghosts.

Ye Shaoyang also doesn’t care about it. Yingying laughs at the hammer and quail hoops to stab pong satin :: Pay low reaction to Shunhuan Zhihuan. 谥 Heart 畹 畹 裢 荒 荒 裢 Ru 裢 裢 stew fall

The sky-thunder-fire flag resembles a Fire Dragon, circling around Ye Xiaoshuo, and constantly emits a stream of fire, falling down on him.

Ye Xiaoshuo’s face sank, one after another resentment qi erupted from within the body, forming a Formation, against the fire, and consuming each other, forming a confrontation.

Ye Shaoyang fixedly looked at him and said, “You have no way out.”

“Retreat …” Ye Xiaoshuo smiled suddenly. “Ten years ago, the moment I died, there was no retreat.”

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and said, “If you don’t come tonight, you still have a chance.”

Others don’t understand, but Ye Xiaoshuo can understand the meaning of this sentence, secretly sighed, the body’s residential qi suddenly withdrew within the body, and let the stream of fire under the thunder-fire banner keep hitting the body, a little bit of flesh It was burned, holes appeared constantly, ghost blood flowed, and looked extremely terrifying.

Ye Shaoyang saw a big move in this scene. Did n’t Ye Xiaoshuo regret it at this last moment, and he was going to be defeated?

In order to try to stabilize him, Ye Shaoyang said, “Ye Xiaoshuo, although it is unforgivable to break into the criminal department, I am still willing to try to help you.”

Ye Xiaoshuo raised a sore face burned by a stream of fire, and rushed to Ye Shaoyang sneered, “I just want to … not leave myself a retreat!”

After speaking, put out two fingers, insert into your own eyes, and pull down, tearing the entire face, and tearing off the neck and the flesh on your body, the black resistance qi spread out from within the body, annihilating him .

The resentment qi continued to erode upwards, and the Tianfeng thunder-fire flag was on the verge of collapse. Ye Shaoyang’s seal trembled and controlled the hands of the Tianfeng thunder-fire flag, feeling great pressure.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaoshuo issued a savage roar, and the response qi rushed forward, taking Ye Shaoyang back 2 steps, and the sky-thunder-fire flag fell, unable to fall down.

At this moment, the black cloud formed by the residual qi scattered to the two sides, and a unkempt silhouette appeared. There was only a head, a neck down, and a stick-like thing, Ye Xiaoshuo’s face was black and lean, his expression 2 points, it is a stark difference from the handsome image before.

Heart puppet! Ye Xiaoshuo’s real body appeared!

“Ye Shaoyang, let me have a taste of the Divine might of the Celestial Master!”

Ye Xiaoshuo made a strange noise, his hair exploded upwards, ghost qi gathered in front of him, holding the ghost, and a rest qi quickly concentrated on the ghost–the bottom end of the stick, and attacked the front of Ye Shaoyang. come.

Before people arrived, Ye Shaoyang was deterred by the rest qi, and felt a deep chill, knowing in his heart that Ye Xiaoshuo knew that this place was not a place of long war: Although they could break into this place, they could be considered to be invading. He will never let it go. 80% of the reinforcements are coming, so he wants to do it quickly, and he will die in one move!

In the face of Ye Xiaoshuo’s all-out attack, Ye Shaoyang didn’t dare to neglect, biting his tongue, and spitting his blood on Big Dipper Dragon Spring Sword. He wiped his left hand on the sword and painted it with blood to form a dragon character. Long sword, according to the method of Daomen Zhuyu by mystery, draw 4 vertical and 5 horizontal lines, saying in the mouth: “Fu Hua Tian Wang, Jiang Ding Tian Yi, Heaven, Earth, Profound and Yellow, Yin Yang wonderful method, Taiyi Heavenly Venerate, urgent Anxious! “

When the thumb was pressed on the hilt, the word “Dragon” written in the Celestial Master’s blood lighted up blood light, attached to the 4 vertical 5 horizontal Dao Mark, the mana burned, and the Longquan sword burnt red.

Ye Shaoyang bent his left middle finger, and a reprint popped up on the sword edge. When the long sword moved, it made a dragon roar-like buzzing sound and hit Ye Xiaoshuo.

Wherever they go, there are a few ghosts standing in a daze who are too late to avoid, being broken by the sword edge, and the soul flew away and scattered on the spot, turning into essence.

A moment later, the ghost puppet and the Big Dipper Dragon Spring Sword spiked against each other. The black response qi and the purple astral qi entangled in one place, colliding with countless times.

Ye Xiaoshuo sneered, Ye Shaoyang’s face was calm and unemotional, and the two looked at each other.

“You … lost.” Ye Shaoyang finished, right hand twisted the sword handle, astral qi shot in and out, instantly defeated the return qi, flew Ye Xiaoshuo’s true body in the air, and slid a dozen on the ground Meter away, lift a dust, and quickly climbed up, a messy hair that was originally upright, clinging to the cheek, blood flowing from the corner of the mouth, looking at Ye with an incredible expression Shaoyang.

Then he shook his head lightly, and said nothing, turned and moved towards flying around.

His subordinates, even when the boss ran away, there was nowhere else to fight, and they hurried to chase Ye Xiaoshuo. Ye Shaoyang didn’t go after them. He knew that these little crickets were sorrowful.鸬 簦 谑 亲 恚 羌 父 龉 聿 龉 聿 慈 ァ

The danger was eliminated, and the eight Ghost Messengers stood in a row and faced Ye Shaoyang with no gratitude on their faces. Instead, they looked at him solemnly, like a riot police acting as a wall for the purpose of isolating onlookers.

“Father!” Murmured Ye Shaoyang, rushing to the “wall of people” one step, and from here on, he knew that he was surrounded by several Ghost Messengers, and he was his own father, which is a kind of father and son The telepathy between them, even if not seen in ten years, even if both sides are ghosts, this feeling is still not annihilated, after all, father has not drank Meng Po Tang.