Taoist chanting

Chapter 106 Whoever goes to the underworld?
Two dark shadows, one short and one thin, have absorbed the wish power of a different kind of incense, but have not had time to transform, how can they still withstand the sunlight of gossip?
Yun Qiuhe and Dean Wu controlled their respective gossip water mirrors and fire mirrors. After several familiarizations, they were able to change the mirror angles with ease, and they could also control the upper magic mirror through hand formulas to make fine angle adjustments.

Take pictures of the two sprites of the ancient trees.

The yellow mist was melting and receding, and the sprite was exposed to the strong light, making shrill and shrill screams.

It's like throwing them into a frying pan of boiling oil for cooking, they can't retreat, they are pushed forward by an invisible force, and the figures keep changing shapes, becoming children, old men, women, etc. They used to be The image of walking in the world.

Under the sunlight, the figures of the two ancient tree sprites shrank rapidly, and they hated their benefactor to death.

"Cut off!"

Following Wu Ganping's stop, he was in front and noticed something unusual.

Two sword lights swished, and under the Zhan Zhong's light, the ancient tree elf was struggling to move forward in pain and twisted. It was Zhang Wenfeng and Fu Gujing who shot, split the elf in half, and blocked it within the temple gate.

However, a huge impetus, against the light, pushed the lifeless sprite black shadow out into a ball.

The other three groups rolled and fell back into the temple, turning into black air and melting into the yellow mist.

"I'll clean it up!"

Fu Gujing yelled and rushed to throw a two-inch white jade cup.

A soft white light shot out from the jade cup, covering the remnant body of the sprite, and quickly pulled it towards the mouth of the cup.

"For this seat...explode!"

With the sound of shouting from the evil things in the temple, the remnant body of the melting sprite exploded with a "boo".

There was not much movement, the white jade cup was blown aside, a thin layer of black mist rose up, blocking most of the doorway, blocking the blazing light for less than a breath, it was riddled with holes and melted away.

In this short moment, there was a steady stream of bloody evil spirit gushing out from the door.

Wu Qianping waved his sleeve twice and used the flame spell to burn it, but it still didn't help. The blood was as sticky as mud, but he extinguished the flame instead. It seemed that he wanted to block the door, prevent the light from shining in, and fight for the evil things inside. time.

"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

Fu Gujing said anxiously, now the two sides are fighting to the death.

If you delay for a while, you may lose your life.

Wu Ganping gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Zhang, you go out first, go!"

He decided to use his hole cards to go all out, and he didn't have time to hesitate.

Zhang Wenfeng bowed with his fist and sword in his arms, and jumped up without saying a word. He saw Wu Ganping show off the official treasure jade badge that he had been holding in the palm of his left hand, and Fu Gujing's sound transmission told him: "Wait...for us..."

He used both hands and feet, and his speed was extremely fast. Fu Gujing's sound transmission missed a little in the middle, and it couldn't reach his ear holes.

When he got out of the ground and jumped from the lake to the shore.

There was a low rolling rumbling sound, the ground trembled, the lake slurry shook, and nearby burning trees shook violently.

Zhang Wenfeng set foot on the shore five feet away, and ran towards the direction of the people in the north who heard the exclamation of "Earth Dragon turning over". .

Is this the power of Wu Ganping's move that he dared not use the official treasure to destroy the roots of the ground?

Too scary!

I couldn't help but feel a little sad, how could the three of them survive if such a thick rock collapsed?

He remembered Fu Gujing's voice transmission, which turned out to be to confess his last words and collect their corpses for them.

He was momentarily distraught.

Even though Wu Ganping and Fu Gujing are utilitarian and considerate of their respective sects, they are worthwhile.

And that woman who really loves to paint and has a carefree temper... Alas, it's a pity!
He ran a hundred feet, and suddenly stopped and turned around. Under his feet were the ashes of the burned plants and trees.

I saw that half of the lake island covering an area of ​​about three mu collapsed and extended to the vicinity of the ancient poplar tree. The ancient tree that was still crackling and burning fell askew to the ground and broke in several sections. Sparks flew like raindrops. .

The men of the Daolu branch who were in a panic in the distance saw the commotion here, and only Mr. Zhang ran out alone, so they couldn't wait, and ran here under the leadership of the two captains.

Zhang Wenfeng turned around suddenly, stabbed the green bamboo sword in the air, and shouted: "Don't come here!"

It's useless to come here, but it will cause trouble for him.

Under the captain's yelling, the others quickly drew their swords to form two seven-star split-fight formations, staring at one direction with piercing eyes and looking nervous, not daring to move.

"That's right, that's right. The cultivation base is insignificant, but the perception is still sensitive."

A figure of a man in a strange dark yellow robe appeared in the air a few feet away, his face was somewhat blurred.

Zhang Wenfeng recited the Qingxin formula silently in his heart to eliminate distracting thoughts, his face was calm and unwavering, and he stared at the condescending figure of a man in the air, and he unceremoniously used the spirit-watching technique of the spiritual eye technique.

He couldn't see the opponent's cultivation at all.

In this case, it can only be that the cultivation bases of the two parties are too far apart.

But it can be seen that the other party has a cold aura and is not physically present. Just now, because he sensed the approach of the weak yin energy, he discovered that the evil thing in the mountain temple that should be buried somehow ran out.

My heart skipped a beat, could the other party be a ghost?
He doesn't have the slightest confidence in dealing with human monks who can't see their cultivation level, but he has some means to deal with ghosts. Even if the opponent is stronger than ordinary ghosts and can walk under the sun, so what?

Dare to act arrogantly in front of him as a temporary ghost messenger, and see if he doesn't clean it up.

Zhang Wenfeng's sword tip hung slightly, as if he didn't dare to point at the man who didn't know if it was the former mountain god or the ghost, and asked, "What happened to them?"

Looking inside the sea of ​​consciousness, he was communicating with the eight golden seal characters on the ancient volume of "Tao Jing" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he was communicating with the flowing words of the mysterious halo.

It's the first time I'm not proficient in using the "Bell Ringing Curse", so I have to find out how to do it.

There is only one chance, for the sake of his own life, and to avenge his companions, he dare not make a mistake.

"They, hehe, overestimated their abilities and dared to play tricks with me. I will wipe them out in one fell swoop and send them to the underworld..."

The man floated slowly in the air, and the fingers behind his back were twitching strange formulas one after another.

The little guy in front of him has a wooden physique, it doesn't matter if his cultivation base is low or weak, his spiritual sense is good, he can find his hidden traces in advance, let's make do with it, now he has no room to pick and choose, so he took it away and flew away.

The words are not over yet.

Then I saw the depressed little guy below, suddenly raised his head, and recited a series of strange words to him.

"The Dao is the Dao, not the constant Dao."

The eight characters were written in a peculiar rhythm, every word piercing the heart, like a thunderbolt, Huang Zhong Dalu smashed on the head of the man who had changed his expression and knew he was trying to escape, the invisible vibration made the man unable to move even an inch.

Countless pale golden runes invisible to the naked eye, and fine spider webs, densely layered, captured the man who was overflowing with black air and yellow mist from his mouth and nose.

Zhang Wenfeng was overjoyed when he saw that the mysterious man was immobilized by the "Bell Ringing Curse" and seeing that the injury was serious. This "Bell Ringing Curse" derived from the first sentence of the Tao
Very useful against ghosts.

Next time I look for a chance, try to see if I can deal with human monks?
Without hesitation, he jumped up, stretched out his left index finger, and quickly drew a deep and fuzzy ghost gate beside the man.

He was very self-aware, he didn't take the opportunity to slash and attack the man with the green bamboo sword in his hand, he was worried that a sword would wake Yinwu out of the spell confinement he had finally cast, and he would be miserable.

When opening the gate of ghosts in broad daylight, he could feel the ghost ring on his index finger, which consumed a lot of energy.

Don't care about distressing, the most important thing is to save your life first.

After finishing drawing the gate of ghosts, he kicked the man with all his strength, and kicked the man who was shaking as if he was about to break free from the prison, into the gate of ghosts. With the help of the counter-shock, he fell several feet away.
You have to stay far away, so as not to be dragged by the man's dog jumping over the wall as a backing.

Even trapped, this man gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Boy, are you a human or a ghost..."

Half of the man's figure was stuck at the gate of the ghost, and with a fuzzy arm he slammed the gate of the ghost, refusing to go in stalemate, yelling indistinctly.

Under the light of the noon sun, the gate of ghosts quickly dimmed and melted away.

Violent black and yellow mist emerged from the man's body, steaming and twisting, trying to break free. He had just escaped from birth, and he didn't expect to capsize in such an inconspicuous small gutter.

How can you be willing!
Zhang Wenfeng fell to the ground and saw this astonishing scene, and was stunned.

He decisively jumped up again, pouring Yuan Qi into the sharp sword in his hand, howling and stabbing at the man's back exposed outside the ghost gate.

The human world is not the place for you to stay, you should go to Hades to cool off!

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(End of this chapter)