Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Liang Daosheng was nodded, raised his staff, and waved gently. The 9th serial issued a moan of killing, and the voice went cold: “Since you and I are different, I must kill you to speak.”

Ye Shaoyang cup one fist in the other hand and said nothing to him.

He believes that Liang Daosheng understands that his bow is a respect for him, even though he has taken an extreme path.

Liang Daosheng moved his zen stick with both hands, and he rang loudly for a while.

Ye Shaoyang took a step forward and made a habitual movement of raising a sword. When he found that his hands were empty, he thought that he was a bit too pretentious and turned back and shouted, “I said, what about the knife?”

No one answered in the Guandi Temple. Ye Shaoyang cursed and said to Liang Dao: “Wait for a while, I will go in.”

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he turned and ran into the Guandi Temple, raised his eyes, and Lin Xiaoxian was unconscious under the statue. The red light of Guan Di’s statue was looming, releasing a majestic righteousness, and even Ye Shaoyang felt a strong oppression.

No way, Guan Gong manifested?

Regardless of thinking too much, Ye Shaoyang rushed forward and cup one fist in the other hand to the idol, saying, “2 Lord, once you borrow your sword, use it and return it to you.”

After speaking, I grasped the handle with both hands, and immediately felt my hands sink. A strong breath filled the inside of the body. I quickly settled down, pulled hard, held it in my hands, and immediately felt my hands sink and almost let go.

With a closer look, it turned out that this knife was not made of clay. Under the cold light of a light stick, there was azure light, but it was made of bronze!

“Which one is so real, he made a knife that is so windy for Grandpa 2.” Ye Shaoyang murmured. Fortunately, he practiced physical skills since he was a child. Out of the temple door, shouted, “OK, you can hit!”

The words didn’t end, Ye Shaoyang was stunned by the scene in front of him:

I saw a piece of murky heavens dark earth, countless ghosts floating from the opposite side, all of them showed their true bodies, with different forms. Some had no meat on their faces, covered with tapeworms, and some had broken abdominals and intestines. The belly is twisted, it looks worse than one, but all the ghosts are haunted by green light, at least the cultivation base.

Behind the group of ghosts, the bells are masterpieces, and these ghosts also follow the rhythm of the bells and slowly drift.

Apparently Liang Daosheng was shaking the Evil Spirit staff, and controlled the actions of these ghosts through some magical witchcraft.

“Ye Celestial Master!” Liang Daosheng’s slightly tired voice floated in the gloom, “I have released all the Evil Spirit sealed in the staff, clothed as ‘10000 Ghost Eater Squad’, you and I live and die, only here For a while. “

Ye Shaoyang heard this, but it was in his own mind: Azure Dragon Falling Moon Blade was too heavy, and he couldn’t carry it for too long. He had the best life and death for a while, and the two were close in strength. It didn’t make sense to fight for several rounds.

It’s just … Although I haven’t heard the name of this Formation, since Liang Daosheng dared to use this time to gamble on life and death, he obviously has a good idea. He didn’t dare to take it lightly at the moment.

At that time, Guan Gong relied on this knife 5 to cut 6 generals, and killed countless enemies under the sword. Megatron Huaxia, although only a replica in the temple, received the incense and brought the Great Spirit Spirit Qi.

Stimulated by the blood of Celestial Master, the blade of the sword became clear, releasing a proud murderous aura.

A sense of pride in Ye Shaoyang’s heart was also stimulated. Now, holding the knife in both hands, he rushed towards the ghosts. When he met the first one, he slashed. Under the big sword, Li Gui turned into green smoke on the spot.

Fuck, Second Master Guan’s stuff really works!

Ye Shaoyang shook with confidence, raised his sword, and killed several ghosts blocking the road, rushing into the battle.

“Autumn wind can’t kill, the unjust ghosts run rampant, once a thunderstorm thunders, 100 ghosts eat the soul!”

Liang Daosheng practiced Nanyang witchcraft, but in the final analysis originated from Miao Xinjiang. Although he was a Thai, he often came to Miaojiang in his early years to study the black witchcraft of Righteous Sect, and lived in Taiwan for many years. It has been completely Chinese, and even the Form incantation is Chinese.

If it wasn’t for the situation, Ye Shaoyang would like to ask him if he had created the Formula incantation or where he learned it.

But in my ears I heard the bell ringing more and more quickly. The ghost, which seemed to be chaotic, suddenly became orderly, and fluttered back and forth according to some magical law.

Whenever Ye Shaoyang lifted his sword and rushed past, the ghosts in the other positions came to rescue immediately, and the speed was extremely fast. When he turned back to fight back, these ghost shadows fluttered back and forth, inside and outside 3 layers, in opposite directions. Non-stop, dazzling to see,

After several times, without killing a few ghosts, Ye Shaoyang was tired enough and just wanted to catch his breath. Those ghosts who originally seemed to drift away suddenly rushed forward, spinning up, one after another powerful ghost power, from all around came madly.

Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to spin in place, the blade edged outward, and stunned for a week. With the sword’s spiritual power and his own astral qi, he had a hard fight with ghost qi, within the body tumbling blood, almost failed to stand.

Damn it, what is this Formation, so mysterious?

Everyone knows that in his surprise time, Liang Daosheng hiding among the ghosts is also very shocked: Ye Shaoyang used his own strength to fight for 100 ghosts, but he was not injured. Although there is Magical Artifact in his hand, his powerful strength, It is still obvious.

“It is indeed the Celestial Master …” Liang Daosheng muttered to himself, pressing his hands on the ground, drawing strange figures constantly, vomiting blood in his mouth, flowing into the soil, which inspired some evil methods in black magic.

Almost next second, Ye Shaoyang felt his legs tighten. When he looked down, the ground beneath his feet did not know when a pool of blood appeared, and a pair of bloody hands protruded from it, hugging his feet.

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly slashed a long knife and cut off a pair of ghosts with their wrists. Before he could take a rest, the pool of blood under his feet spread slowly. Numerous blood hands protruded from below, grabbed in the air, and some bloody Head extended.

There is no hair or skin on his face, each and everyone has crooked muscles, his eyes burst, his face with red and white pus and blood, looks disgusting to the extreme, and looks like a hell demon who has just been skinned.

Each and everyone growled and wept, but couldn’t climb out, just waving his arms and flying with pus and blood, showing a tragic appearance to Ye Shaoyang.

This pair of flesh and skin and pickpockets made Ye Shaoyang think of the little hell of pus and blood in Sañjīva Naraka in charge of King Chujiang, which is somewhat similar to the situation in front of him.

Is this an Illusion Technique, or are these ghosts really from hell?

Ye Shaoyang felt horrible to see, but had no time to think about it, otherwise he was afraid he would go to hell.

At the moment, waving a long knife, first cut off some of the arms that came up near him. When he looked up, he found that the grieving spirits floated over again, but each and everyone took off his head and held it in his hand. Various expressions of crickets, moved towards myself, for a while ghost qi pervaded, like a sea of ​​blood rolling.

Ye Shaoyang was so shocked that there is a saying in the magic world: ghosts decapitate and cannot stay.