Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang seemed to hear the shattering of his scapula, and he was shivered all over. He couldn’t go back …

“****, let’s die together!” Ye Shaoyang didn’t even struggle, turned around, bit his tongue, and bite down at the salivating mouth of the corpse demon.

Astral Qi has run out, and there is no Magical Artifact. The most effective method is Celestial Master blood.

Using the tongue to open the corpse’s dirty mouth, an odor was poured into the mouth, and Ye Shaoyang delivered the vomited thing to his mouth with a large mouthful of Celestial Master blood.

The corpse trembled immediately. It had been burned to death in the Formula laid out by Ye Shaoyang. It had been hit by several incendiary bombs, and had been stabbed in the neck and pierced. It was already an arrow at the end of its Flight, but just persisted with a sigh of breath within the body.

Now a sip of Celestial Master has suffocated the blood and suffocated the suffocation. The corpse devil has reached the point where the lamp is exhausted, but when he is dying, the last strength to reduce his life is still applied to his own claws, from behind Inserted tightly into Ye Shaoyang’s back …

Ye Shaoyang’s legs were soft, and I felt that the energy within the body was losing a little bit, and then was overwhelmed by the corpse’s powerful body …

This is … the rhythm of death?

At the last moment of his life, Ye Shaoyang didn’t recall his life experience as he did on TV, but felt cold, cold through his bone marrow.

Although embracing and dying with the corpses was a little bit aggrieved, but … it’s a good death. There was a helpless smile in Ye Shaoyang’s heart. Since the first day of his spiritual practice, he had already thought about this ending.

Like soldiers killed in battle on the battlefield and horse leather wrapped in corpses, as a Celestial Master, he can die in the midst of a ghost hunting.

The last thing he thought of was Little Ma and Wang Ping, but unfortunately he didn’t have the opportunity to explain to Little Ma clearly.

Little Ma, what brother can do, please ask for more blessings …

The last hint of strength dissipated, and Ye Shaoyang closed his eyes wearily.

A touch of Qian Ying, flying out of the ghost road, originally flew straight forward, but saw a female ghost fighting with a horrible creature, frowning.

“Lin You …”

After a while, I saw Little Ma and the others on the side of the road, and Ye Shaoyang and Wang Ping lying on the ground.

“Where’s the female ghost!” Old Guo hurriedly stood in front when she saw her origin unknown.

“I am Yang Siling, and the ghost trapped by Ziyue in the Evil Spirit space. Ye Shaoyang Celestial Master rescued me.”

The crowd was shocked, and Xie Yuqing stepped forward to grab her hand, and found out.

Yang Siling was sent to the Evil Spirit space by Ziyue immediately after death. There was no cultivation base, and he had not yet become a physical ghost.

“Sorry, your police uniform has Fawer, and I dare not approach.”

Xie Yuqing stopped and said, “How is Shaoyang, please tell me!”

“He sent me out with Wang Ping first, he was entangled by the corpse …”

Tone barely fell, and a snoring sound came out of Wang Ping’s mouth, and everyone immediately turned his head to look, Wang Ping’s chest was undulating, took a deep breath, his eyelids fluttered, and slowly opened.

“Pingping, it’s me!” Little Ma hugged her, shouting excitedly.

Wang Ping’s eyes focused this time and landed on his face. Then he took a deep breath, reached out and touched his face, and tears flowed down.

“It’s okay, it’s okay to return.” Little Ma hugged her tightly and asked, “What about Little Ye’zi?”

Wang Ping shook her head slightly and burst into tears.

When she cried, everyone was panicked and immediately gathered around. Only Zhou Jingru was still staring at the Sinan on Ye Shaoyang’s forehead and suddenly cried out, “Leaves withered!”

Old Guo trembled, rushed to the past, looked towards Sinan, and saw the grass pillow slowly shrinking, and his body flashed on the spot, shouting: “It’s over!”

Xie Yuqing took a last breath, holding Wang Ping’s shoulders, shaking it desperately, “Hurry up, say, what’s wrong with Shaoyang!”

“Big Brother Shaoyang, I’m afraid he won’t be able to return …” Wang Ping cried. “He was killed by the corpse …”

For a full ten seconds, the scene was silent, and then Old Guo was the first to break the silence. He had already used astral qi excessively, and his viscera was injured. He heard the news, within the body, twitching his blood and spitting blood on the spot.

Zhou Jingru fell on Ye Shaoyang’s body, letting out his pain, holding his hands on Ye Shaoyang’s face, shaking his head desperately, “No, no, you are Celestial Master, you will not die, you promised me to come back alive Yes, you promised me … “

Xie Yuqing 2 rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and passed out.

Little Ma froze directly, 2 eyes straight, holding Wang Ping motionless.

Yang Siming was also sad and sorrowful, lying on the side of Ye Shaoyang, crying.

Old Guo was the first one to cheer up, get his teeth up, forcefully adjust his breath to recover, and said, “I don’t believe Little Junior Brother will die. I want to go overcast, go to Cui Mansion to see the Life and Death Book!”

If Ye Shaoyang’s soul returns, he will feel very satisfied to see the performance of these relatives and friends who are extremely sad because of his death. However, he was invisible.

He had no consciousness at all, and even ignored the things in front of him–

A green shadow stepped into Classroom 408, came to Ye Shaoyang, and looked down at him quietly.

Downstairs, those zombie who did not die in the Formation, smelled the smell of the Celestial Master’s blood, each and everyone climbed up the stairs and followed the azure clothed person into the 408 classroom.

The azure clothed person arbitrarily shot, and the wind blew, and the first few zombies were directly turned into powder, and those behind were also fanned out.

azure clothed person moved under his feet, returned to the door, and drew a few strokes on the lintel, astral qi condensed to form a Tai Chi Pisces chart, turned, and stopped countless zombies. No matter how powerful they were, they could not enter a step. .

The azure clothed person came to Ye Shaoyang again, pulled him out of the corpse, glanced at it, and sighed softly, “Why are you here?”

Extend the hand means, dipped a bit of Ye Shaoyang’s own blood from the ground, drew a pattern on his face, looked at it, and laughed himself.

He painted a turtle.

There are 8 kinds of easy numbers on turtle’s back, which are deduced from each other, and the blood spreads.

Ye Shaoyang’s original dying face actually came alive.

azure clothed person stared at his face for a moment, stood up, and a strange sound was heard behind him. azure clothed person looking back, a man in a white robe pushed the Formation straight away and walked in.

A white hoodie snapped under the tip of his nose, revealing only a small mouth.

At the first sight of him, the light blue eyes of azure clothed person revealed a touch of complexity.

“Gong Zi …”