Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

A white shadow flew down the steps and landed next to Ye Shaoyang. It was Xiaobai.

“There’s not much left. Oranges can handle it by themselves. I’ll help the master … Boss.” Said with a smile.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, silently looking at the opposite Asura ghost mother: the strongest enemy he encountered in his life.

Behind him, Rui Lengyu, 4 Bao, Xiaobai, Guagua … Except for Yue Heng who was seriously injured and Orange who was in lineup, the others arrived.

On the ghost mother’s face, she had no fear at all, and said quietly with a smile: “Ye Shaoyang, you think there are many people, so you can do nothing to me?”

Ye Shaoyang slowly shook his head, watching the ghost blood everywhere, the ghost mother brought 10000 1000 ghost pawns, and now there is no one left.

Many people are never the key to determining the outcome.

“You are strong, so many of us are not necessarily your opponents.” Ye Shaoyang looked at her, differingly said.

There was a lonely smile in the corner of the ghost mother’s mouth. “You and Ye Fashan are alike, everywhere.”

Ye Shaoyang was shocked. The ghost mother had a 1000-year cultivation base and she had experienced the Ye Fashan era.

“Speaking of which, I’m still half your grandma …” The ghost mother read through his mind and said, “You don’t want to know, where is my origin?”

Ye Shaoyang was horrified: Is there anything else between this Asura ghost mother and Ye Fashan? Is it a wicked relationship between Taoist and ghost?

“I don’t want to know.” Ye Shaoyang replied faintly. “What you have come from has nothing to do with me. All I know is that you are a demon!”

After that, it ’s no longer close to you. # 辶 松 先 ァ

There is nothing to say, and no tactics. It is duel, exhausting all abilities, and defeating the opponent.

The ghost mother chuckled, the long skirt fanned, and each skull flew up from below, like a spinning light, flying around in the air to form a huge skull. Driven by the ghost mother, opened her mouth and turned towards Ye Shaoyang. Bite it.

Ye Shaoyang read the incantation again, the long sword slashed hard, cut a gap in skull’s chin, and avoided the attack, but the tiger’s mouth holding the sword was shocked.

Looking back, the huge skull scattered and flew towards the others. Everyone did not sit idle, and each acted in a counterattack.

Ye Shaoyang, regardless of them, rushed to the ghost mother and slashed with a sword. The ghost mother smiled lightly. The jade fingers continued to bounce, and the rest qi flew like small arrows. Gently, the Big Dipper The Dragon Spring Sword popped up and the cultivation base was so strong that Ye Shaoyang couldn’t get close.

“Ye Celestial Master, is there any other means?” The ghost mother deliberately taunted.

“Look at this!” Ye Shaoyang reached out and drew into the belt, took out the wind-thunder thunder-fire flag, tied his hands and chanted the spell, and thunder-fire flag immediately increased the rest qi on the ghost mother, and immediately increased it by dozens of times. Rotating and falling above her head, before the ghost mother came back to his senses, the thunder-fire flag had trapped her in the middle.

“The sky is popular, thunder-fire is like a bondage, and rush is like a law!”

As Ye Shaoyang continued to chant, the top and bottom of the wind-thunder-fire flag turned up and down in opposite directions, tightening the ghost mother.

Ye Shaoyang quickly took out a 9 Star God Charm and affixed it to the ghost’s mother’s forehead, stepped back 2 steps, and said: “9 曜 goes straight, Yuan Yuan lingers, Hua Jing Tomb Ming, Yuan Ling spreads out; hope is infinite, descend me Glorious, all evil monsters, 9 stars Qi Ming! “

The gold powder immediately flowed on the amulet. It was a 9-point starlight, and across the sky-thunder-fire flag, it hit 9 ghost holes on the ghost mother.

The 9-star Qi Ming further strengthened the flame of the wind-thunder-fire flag on the banner. Divine might burned. After a few minutes, the divine might disappeared, and the flame slowly extinguished.

The ghost mother’s whole body was shrouded in the thunder-fire flag and remained motionless.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

“Ghost mother … dead?” Zhang Shiming muttered questions from everyone.

Ye Shaoyang slowly shook his head. This is impossible. Where is the Asura ghost mother to deal with so well, just about to open the mouth, the sky wind thunder-fire suddenly made a change, and then only heard a muffled sound, the sky wind thunder-fire flag from the middle A hole was torn open, and the ghost mother soared into the sky, her clothes fluttering, she still looked very bright and was not injured.

How could she … can destroy Magical Artifact?

Ye Shaoyang was horrified. The ghost demon has a deep cultivation base and can resist the spiritual power of Magical Artifact. This is normal, but it can break the Magical Artifact. This kind of thing rarely happens. The Asura ghost mother’s cultivation base is simply against the sky!

“Dawei Heavenly Dragon, a world-famous place of possession, Prajna Buddhas, Prajnaba is empty!” 4 Bao released the golden bowl, and put it on the head of the Asura ghost mother,

The ghost mother snorted, flicking her long sleeves, and shaking the bowl easily.

Rui Lengyu fired a few shots at the ghost mother. As a result, the cinnabar shell could not even reach the ghost mother, so she hovered in the air and fell to the ground after the mana was exhausted.

“A bunch of waste …” The ghost mother continued to fly upward.

Rui Lengyu came to Ye Shaoyang and glanced at him with a search.

Ye Shaoyang understood the potential meaning of her eyes, and said, “How could I have broken her ghost, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to lock her even with that trick.”

Ye Shaoyang reached out Mt. Mao’s extinction nail, thinking about what spell could be used to pull the ghost mother down and broke her ghost body. At this moment, a bird croaked and flew from the opposite side. Everyone looked up, a Vermilion Bird was flying very fast, opening a flame-like mouth, and running towards the ghost mother’s neck.

The ghost mother frowned, the ghost blood behind her opened her eyes, and she fired golden light to fight it.

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes brightened, and I felt that this was an excellent opportunity. He pierced the tip of his tongue with Mt. Mao’s inactivation nails, read incantation, threw them in the air, and hit the back of the ghost mother’s neck.

The ghost mother was sneered, careless, and stretched out a hand to grab it.

Ye Shaoyang held Taiyi Whisk and swept over. The dust tail was instantly long. When he caught the ghost mother’s wrist, the fresh and white skin immediately rotted and eroded, and the ghost blood flowed out, shaking the dust tail away and knocking it back. However, at the moment when Fuchen caught her wrist, Demon Spike staggered her arm and stabbed her in the back of her neck.

“World Profound Sect! Divine Weapon Enforces!”

Ye Shaoyang shouting loudly, struggling to seal the mark, and in his astral qi, he pressed down the nail of inactivation by 3 inches.

“Oh …” A ghost groaned from the ghost mother’s mouth, and her body trembled, ejecting the insult nail that had been inserted into her body.

The intervention of Ye Shaoyang interrupted the ghost mother’s defense against Vermilion Bird, watching Vermilion Bird fly to the front, and spit out a response qi in anxiety, forming a formation, protecting the whole body, and firmly blocking the Vermilion Bird. Fan attack.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked to see below, wondering how to help, suddenly tenderly shouted: “I’m coming!”

A white shadow rose from the sky and ran towards the ghost mother.

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved and looked intently. It was a huge white snake, shaking its head and wagging its tail, with majestic majesty.

It’s Xiaobai’s real body!

One white and one red, a white snake and a Vermilion Bird, constantly attacking around the ghost mother.

(It’s late, I have already published 3 chapters today, continue to write, and I have more today.)