Six Ways of Fumo
Chapter 1248
Chapter 1248
"Brother!" Ding Ermiao's eyes were about to burst, his blood was boiling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
Since becoming sworn friends, Nanmen Wuhuo has helped him a lot, but he has not given him any benefits.Now, with his brother's soul scattered in front of his eyes, one can imagine the sadness in Ding Ermiao's heart.
"Ding Ermiao, go with your brother, you can still catch up now!"
Suddenly, the black man who called himself General Yangwei spun his body, and a long knife appeared in his hand, and he struck Ding Ermiao on the head.
"Unless I kill you all, Ding Ermiao swears that I won't be a human being!"
Without thinking, Ding Ermiao raised her wrist and rolled the corpse whip towards the nigger's long knife.
There was a local sound, and the black-faced general's long sword had been knocked to the ground.
"Evil seed, don't be rampant!" Mr. Scholar Tian waved his hand, and two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in his sleeve rushed towards Ding Ermiao.
The will-o'-the-wisp was only the size of a pea at first, but when it flew closer, it suddenly expanded to more than one foot with a bang, overwhelmingly pressing towards Ding Ermiao.
"Thunder in Maoshan's palm, break--!" Ding Ermiao struck out with his palm, shattering the ghostly fire into little flying fireflies. At the same time, he turned his body and swept the corpse whip in his hand towards the lower body of the scribe.
The scribe didn't dare to resist, so he fired two more will-o'-the-wisps and retreated sharply.
"Want to leave?!" Ding Ermiao was saddened by Nanmen Wu's death. His eyes were already red, and he whipped him with his backhand.
But at the same time, when he heard the sound of a golden blade crackling the wind behind his head, Ding Ermiao did not look back. He just took a wrong step to avoid the opponent's sneak attack. The long whip in his hand was withdrawn and swept backwards.
There was a bang, and then a scream came from behind: "Ah...!"
Ding Ermiao turned around and saw that it was the black-faced general who had been hit by his whip. His ghostly figure floated far away and was trembling.
"Nigger, I will kill you first today!" Ding Ermiao roared angrily, and was about to chase and kill the injured black-faced general first.
When the middle-aged scribe saw that the black-faced general was injured, he hurriedly came to his aid from one side. He waved his hands continuously, shooting out ghost fire to attack Ding Ermiao and block his attack.
"It's the same thing if I kill you first!" Ding Ermiao was entangled by the scribe and couldn't pursue him. He simply turned around and hit the scribe Mr. Tian directly with his whip.
Unexpectedly, the scribe was very cunning, seeing Ding Ermiao turning his head, he had already fled forward one step ahead.
"If you have the guts, don't go!" Ding Ermiao swung his whip again, and a stream of sword energy shot out.
"You bastard, watch your move!" Old Ghost Liu flashed out from the side, shining the octagonal mirror in his hand at the middle-aged scribe.
A soft beam of light immediately enveloped the middle-aged scribe.
The sword energy of the Corpse Whip shot at the periphery of the light pillar. The turbulent light pillar shook violently, but it did not penetrate into the circle of light.
"Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Seal?" Ding Ermiao was shocked.
When that beam of light was projected on the middle-aged scribe ghost, one could clearly see that there were phantoms of dragons and tigers flying in the circle of light, protecting the middle-aged scribe.
Moreover, the phantoms of dragons and tigers seen this time seemed more majestic than those seen before.
"Old ghost, how come you have the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master's Seal?" Ding Ermiao shouted with eyes wide open.
"This is the Celestial Master's magic-subduing mirror. Its power is equivalent to the Celestial Master's original seal. Damn you, you will die!" Liu Gui smiled sinisterly, and the octagonal mirror in his hand changed its direction and looked at Ding Ermiao.
"Lingbao Dharma Seal, get up!" Ding Ermiao didn't dare to neglect, he hastily pulled out a Maoshan seal, and threw it in front of the old ghost's mirror.
"Bang..." The light beam of the magic mirror collided with the paper talisman. Amidst the slight impact, the fire flashed, and the printed paper talisman was shattered into pieces, burned in the air, and turned into ashes.
However, Old Ghost Liu's figure also abruptly retreated more than a foot backwards.
"Don't go, old ghost, even if you are the celestial master himself, don't even think that I will let you go today!" Ding Ermiao succeeded with one move, and then pulled out another whip, and went straight to Liu old ghost.
Old Ghost Liu raised his magic mirror, made a feint, waved his hand, and fled with the black-faced general and the middle-aged scribe.
"Give my brother his life!" Ding Ermiao chased after him with eyes split open.
On the Ghost Road in Xuzhou, several old ghosts in Lingshan County are like bereft dogs.Ding Ermiao rushed to catch up, her eyes bloodshot.
Old ghost Liu would turn around from time to time, using the magic mirror to shine on Ding Ermiao, or to reflect Ding Ermiao's corpse whip sword energy.
Ding Ermiao was also afraid of the Heavenly Master's Magic Mirror, and did not dare to use the sword energy of the Corpse Whip with all his strength.
One chasing and one escaping, fighting and fighting, entangled for a long time, it has always been a neck-and-neck situation.
Suddenly, a burst of blood-red mist floated from the front, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils.
Old Ghost Liu turned around and smiled strangely, then jumped into the red mist with the black-faced general and Mr. Tian, the scribe.
"Maoshan's Palm Thunder!" Ding Ermiao struck out a palm thunder, shook away the blood mist in front of him, and then chased after him.
"Ding Ermiao, your death has come, you still dare to be rampant?" Old ghost Liu suddenly stopped walking more than a dozen feet away, laughing loudly.
The faces of the black-faced general and Mr. Shi Tian also showed relaxed expressions. Together with Liu Gui, they formed a triangle and looked at Ding Ermiao with a half-smile.
"Old ghost, we still don't know who will die!" Ding Ermiao also stopped, looked around, and said coldly: "Even if I die, I will definitely take you with me!"
"It's shameless to say that, do you know where this place is?" Old Ghost Liu asked.
Ding Ermiao raised his eyes slightly, looked at the slanting moon in the western sky and the sparse stars in the sky, and said: "I know, I have returned to the human world now. Catching ghosts in the human world is my profession. Old Ghost Liu should be yours." It’s time to die!”
"Human world? There is a place in the human world, which is your hell! Hahaha..." Liu Laogui laughed up to the sky, and said, "Ding Ermiao, wake up, this is Lingshan County, Mu Basin!"
Mu Basin?Could it be that I was lured back to my hometown by the old ghosts of Lingshan County?
Ding Ermiao was startled and turned to look around.
Pong...
Seven or eight will-o'-the-wisps suddenly shot into the air, illuminating the surrounding area in pale white.
The will-o'-the-wisps and moonlight complement each other, making it especially strange.
Under the gloomy light conditions, looking around at the ground, there are all large and small graves...
Next to Ding Ermiao, there is a straight line of tombs, stretching from the south slope, pointing to a village in the north.
Turning your head and looking west, not far away is a high embankment and dam.Under the moonlight, the dam looks like a black python, twisted and ferocious...
"The poisonous dragon is looking for its nest?" Ding Ermiao looked at the Feng Shui layout of the tombs around him, feeling horrified.
Ding Ermiao left home when he was young. How could he remember the scenery of his hometown and the decorations on his ancestors' tombs?
But the master said that the feng shui bureau of his cemetery in Mu Basin is a pattern of poisonous dragons looking for their nests.
Looking around at the tombs around me now, it is indeed the scene described by Master.
(End of this chapter)
"Brother!" Ding Ermiao's eyes were about to burst, his blood was boiling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
Since becoming sworn friends, Nanmen Wuhuo has helped him a lot, but he has not given him any benefits.Now, with his brother's soul scattered in front of his eyes, one can imagine the sadness in Ding Ermiao's heart.
"Ding Ermiao, go with your brother, you can still catch up now!"
Suddenly, the black man who called himself General Yangwei spun his body, and a long knife appeared in his hand, and he struck Ding Ermiao on the head.
"Unless I kill you all, Ding Ermiao swears that I won't be a human being!"
Without thinking, Ding Ermiao raised her wrist and rolled the corpse whip towards the nigger's long knife.
There was a local sound, and the black-faced general's long sword had been knocked to the ground.
"Evil seed, don't be rampant!" Mr. Scholar Tian waved his hand, and two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in his sleeve rushed towards Ding Ermiao.
The will-o'-the-wisp was only the size of a pea at first, but when it flew closer, it suddenly expanded to more than one foot with a bang, overwhelmingly pressing towards Ding Ermiao.
"Thunder in Maoshan's palm, break--!" Ding Ermiao struck out with his palm, shattering the ghostly fire into little flying fireflies. At the same time, he turned his body and swept the corpse whip in his hand towards the lower body of the scribe.
The scribe didn't dare to resist, so he fired two more will-o'-the-wisps and retreated sharply.
"Want to leave?!" Ding Ermiao was saddened by Nanmen Wu's death. His eyes were already red, and he whipped him with his backhand.
But at the same time, when he heard the sound of a golden blade crackling the wind behind his head, Ding Ermiao did not look back. He just took a wrong step to avoid the opponent's sneak attack. The long whip in his hand was withdrawn and swept backwards.
There was a bang, and then a scream came from behind: "Ah...!"
Ding Ermiao turned around and saw that it was the black-faced general who had been hit by his whip. His ghostly figure floated far away and was trembling.
"Nigger, I will kill you first today!" Ding Ermiao roared angrily, and was about to chase and kill the injured black-faced general first.
When the middle-aged scribe saw that the black-faced general was injured, he hurriedly came to his aid from one side. He waved his hands continuously, shooting out ghost fire to attack Ding Ermiao and block his attack.
"It's the same thing if I kill you first!" Ding Ermiao was entangled by the scribe and couldn't pursue him. He simply turned around and hit the scribe Mr. Tian directly with his whip.
Unexpectedly, the scribe was very cunning, seeing Ding Ermiao turning his head, he had already fled forward one step ahead.
"If you have the guts, don't go!" Ding Ermiao swung his whip again, and a stream of sword energy shot out.
"You bastard, watch your move!" Old Ghost Liu flashed out from the side, shining the octagonal mirror in his hand at the middle-aged scribe.
A soft beam of light immediately enveloped the middle-aged scribe.
The sword energy of the Corpse Whip shot at the periphery of the light pillar. The turbulent light pillar shook violently, but it did not penetrate into the circle of light.
"Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Seal?" Ding Ermiao was shocked.
When that beam of light was projected on the middle-aged scribe ghost, one could clearly see that there were phantoms of dragons and tigers flying in the circle of light, protecting the middle-aged scribe.
Moreover, the phantoms of dragons and tigers seen this time seemed more majestic than those seen before.
"Old ghost, how come you have the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master's Seal?" Ding Ermiao shouted with eyes wide open.
"This is the Celestial Master's magic-subduing mirror. Its power is equivalent to the Celestial Master's original seal. Damn you, you will die!" Liu Gui smiled sinisterly, and the octagonal mirror in his hand changed its direction and looked at Ding Ermiao.
"Lingbao Dharma Seal, get up!" Ding Ermiao didn't dare to neglect, he hastily pulled out a Maoshan seal, and threw it in front of the old ghost's mirror.
"Bang..." The light beam of the magic mirror collided with the paper talisman. Amidst the slight impact, the fire flashed, and the printed paper talisman was shattered into pieces, burned in the air, and turned into ashes.
However, Old Ghost Liu's figure also abruptly retreated more than a foot backwards.
"Don't go, old ghost, even if you are the celestial master himself, don't even think that I will let you go today!" Ding Ermiao succeeded with one move, and then pulled out another whip, and went straight to Liu old ghost.
Old Ghost Liu raised his magic mirror, made a feint, waved his hand, and fled with the black-faced general and the middle-aged scribe.
"Give my brother his life!" Ding Ermiao chased after him with eyes split open.
On the Ghost Road in Xuzhou, several old ghosts in Lingshan County are like bereft dogs.Ding Ermiao rushed to catch up, her eyes bloodshot.
Old ghost Liu would turn around from time to time, using the magic mirror to shine on Ding Ermiao, or to reflect Ding Ermiao's corpse whip sword energy.
Ding Ermiao was also afraid of the Heavenly Master's Magic Mirror, and did not dare to use the sword energy of the Corpse Whip with all his strength.
One chasing and one escaping, fighting and fighting, entangled for a long time, it has always been a neck-and-neck situation.
Suddenly, a burst of blood-red mist floated from the front, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils.
Old Ghost Liu turned around and smiled strangely, then jumped into the red mist with the black-faced general and Mr. Tian, the scribe.
"Maoshan's Palm Thunder!" Ding Ermiao struck out a palm thunder, shook away the blood mist in front of him, and then chased after him.
"Ding Ermiao, your death has come, you still dare to be rampant?" Old ghost Liu suddenly stopped walking more than a dozen feet away, laughing loudly.
The faces of the black-faced general and Mr. Shi Tian also showed relaxed expressions. Together with Liu Gui, they formed a triangle and looked at Ding Ermiao with a half-smile.
"Old ghost, we still don't know who will die!" Ding Ermiao also stopped, looked around, and said coldly: "Even if I die, I will definitely take you with me!"
"It's shameless to say that, do you know where this place is?" Old Ghost Liu asked.
Ding Ermiao raised his eyes slightly, looked at the slanting moon in the western sky and the sparse stars in the sky, and said: "I know, I have returned to the human world now. Catching ghosts in the human world is my profession. Old Ghost Liu should be yours." It’s time to die!”
"Human world? There is a place in the human world, which is your hell! Hahaha..." Liu Laogui laughed up to the sky, and said, "Ding Ermiao, wake up, this is Lingshan County, Mu Basin!"
Mu Basin?Could it be that I was lured back to my hometown by the old ghosts of Lingshan County?
Ding Ermiao was startled and turned to look around.
Pong...
Seven or eight will-o'-the-wisps suddenly shot into the air, illuminating the surrounding area in pale white.
The will-o'-the-wisps and moonlight complement each other, making it especially strange.
Under the gloomy light conditions, looking around at the ground, there are all large and small graves...
Next to Ding Ermiao, there is a straight line of tombs, stretching from the south slope, pointing to a village in the north.
Turning your head and looking west, not far away is a high embankment and dam.Under the moonlight, the dam looks like a black python, twisted and ferocious...
"The poisonous dragon is looking for its nest?" Ding Ermiao looked at the Feng Shui layout of the tombs around him, feeling horrified.
Ding Ermiao left home when he was young. How could he remember the scenery of his hometown and the decorations on his ancestors' tombs?
But the master said that the feng shui bureau of his cemetery in Mu Basin is a pattern of poisonous dragons looking for their nests.
Looking around at the tombs around me now, it is indeed the scene described by Master.
(End of this chapter)
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