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Chapter 12 Opening the Gate of Hell and Bringing the Demons of Hell

People or ghosts who have been planted with puppetry can't say what they can't say in their hearts, otherwise their souls will be scattered.

After the nightmare disappeared, Yue Liuyin chased in the direction that Cat Rongpo left, and there would never be a second escaped prey in her hands.

Before Mao Rongpo left, Yue Liuyin had already planted a tracking talisman on her body. Only Yue Liuyin could decipher this kind of tracking talisman. Even if Mao Rongpo ran to the ends of the world, she would never escape her grasp .

Yue Liuyin's feet just moved, but the situation suddenly changed, the wind and cloud changed color, the ground shook, the raging wind seemed to tear a hole in the sky, and the vibration of the ground was like an earth dragon turning over, constantly roaring, rolling, tear.

At this moment, a big hole suddenly opened in the ground, like a bottomless ditch, Yue Liuyin stood right above the ditch, motionless, no matter it was the fluffy sleeves or the soft black hair, Didn't even move.

The dark black hole opened on the ground is getting more and more cracked, Yueliuyin can still hear the strange beheading sound coming from the depths of the ground, as well as the sound of giggling and roaring, All kinds of voices emerged endlessly, like a ghost walking in the night, and a group of demons dancing wildly.

Yue Liuyin's face remained unchanged, and even became colder and colder. There was no wind under his feet, and finally he stopped on a big tree that was constantly swaying in the strong wind.

"Unexpectedly, in today's era when the aura is exhausted, you can still see the ghost formation." If the person behind him was not unscrupulous, too vicious, and not a decent person, Yue Liuyin would definitely appreciate this person a little bit more .

This kind of talent was definitely a genius on the right path before he went astray, but what a pity that if he had a mistake in his mind, his future encounters would be very different, not to mention that person who didn't know what was good or bad, dared to plot against Yue Liuyin.

Yueliuyin, the patriarch of Xuanmen who has been sleeping for thousands of years, few people know her existence now, that is, those people in Xuanmen who lived older than the roots of old trees, before Yueliuyin appeared in Xuanmen, He didn't dare to provoke her easily, let alone this villain who hides his head and shows his tail and only knows how to play tricks.

Suddenly, Yue Liuyin's sleeve moved, and with a wave of her hand, something slid out like a stream of light.

"He Fan, why did you run out?" Yue Liuyin smiled at the lyre floating in front of her.

The white, pure and flawless light flashed on the lyre.

Yueliuyin and the lyre are connected with each other. The lyre was made by her. It was originally her natal magic weapon. "You said you want to come out and help me?"

There was another flash of inspiration on the lyre, as if to say, that's it.

"I don't need your help, He Fan, you don't think I'm afraid of even a ghost formation."

The lyre flashed three times.

"My internal injuries are fine, but since you have come out, let you help me!"

The lyre swayed up and down, like a child jumping for joy when he got the candy he wanted.

The sound of demons dancing in the mouth on the ground was getting closer, and in the next second, black shadows appeared one after another, endlessly.

Every black shadow has a strong yin and evil spirit. These are evil spirits suppressed by hell, and now they are summoned, just like demons descending on the world.

The ghost formation is originally the nemesis of people in the Taoist sect. Its viciousness lies in choosing an extremely yin place, using strong resentment and evil thoughts to form a formation, opening the gate of hell, and attracting hell ghosts.

In the ghost formation, the spiritual energy of the people from the Taoist sect will be suppressed by half. Yue Liuyin's internal injuries have not healed.But Yue Liuyin's identity was too mysterious, and the people behind it couldn't think of it. For her, this ghost formation cost her a little effort, but it was not worth mentioning.

The name of the lyre is Hefanfayin. It is made of a sacred tree that has been planted for tens of thousands of years in front of the Buddhist gate. It can be regarded as half of the Buddhist objects that have been listened to for thousands of years. It is the nemesis of ghosts and ghosts. It can only be said that the ant met the elephant and the little monster walked into the Xitian Leiyin Temple. The result is self-evident.

Yueliuyin sat cross-legged on the top of the big tree, and Fanfayin was placed on her legs. With a movement of her hand, she gently plucked the strings, and immediately made a light and penetrating piano sound. Borrowed by the fierce cracking wind, the black air that was visible to the naked eye seemed to have encountered the most powerful natural enemy in this life. It kept blocking and roaring, but it could only be forced to disperse reluctantly.

The people in the special department staying at the foot of the mountain only felt a light Buddha voice coming from their ears, which instantly washed away their fatigue, and the predicament that was blocked by the white fog and could not see clearly in front of them gradually emerged.

The lost trace array and the phantom array are self-defeating.

"Boss, we seem to be able to go out now." The one who spoke was Lu Yang, a member of the special department. This man was a disciple of an outside sect in the Taoist sect, and he had quite a bit of wisdom.

"Don't move, don't move until you receive Master Yue's order." Xie Xi looked at the gradually clearing sky and drank in a low voice.

The people on the feet who were about to move quickly retracted their feet. They have not forgotten the surging Yin Qi before. Although the Yin Qi has disappeared now, who knows what is behind?Those who are not good at learning skills should stay obediently and don't rush forward to be cannon fodder.

The wind stopped, the clouds in the sky dispersed, the ground stopped shaking, and the opening above seemed to have never appeared.

Yueliuyin hugged Hefanfayin and walked towards the center of the ground. There was no big opening there, only a small altar with a black flag on it. The flag moved without wind. A skull with a traditional Yin character written on the other side.

Yue Liuyin's footsteps stopped, and he said to himself: "No wonder that person can set up a ghost array, so there is a Yin character banner."

She pulled up the Yin character flag on the altar, and felt a brief cold feeling in her hand, and the He Sanskrit sound in Yueliuyin's arms flickered, and the cold feeling was instantly forced away.

"You were originally the natal magic weapon of the great elder of the evil sect, but it is a pity that it has fallen into the hands of a third-rate person." Speaking of which, Yueliuyin and the owner of the Yinziban had a relationship a few times. Thousands of years ago , there is no balance between good and evil, Yue Liuyin is considered to be the boss of the righteous way, but she herself is both good and evil, and she has no scruples in her style of acting. On another day, I can drink freely with the people of the evil faction.

The owner of the Yinzi Banner used to be the elder of the evil sect who drank wine with Yue Liuyin, but he disappeared after exploring a secret realm. I'm afraid it's more bad luck than good luck.

There is no distinction between good and bad magic tools, whether it is He Sanskrit sound or Yin character banner, it depends on whether the person using them has righteousness in their hearts or is full of evil thoughts.If it is the former, the magic weapon will be good; if it is the latter, the magic weapon will also become evil.

For the sake of an old friend, Yueliuyin erased the imprint on the Yin character streamer, and put it into the ring space together with Fanfayin.

"puff!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The disciple who ran in hurriedly caught the master who fell on the ground.

"Yue Liuyin, I will never let you go." The magic weapon obtained through hard work was forcibly erased from his mark, and the master suffered backlash, and the spiritual power in his body continued to surge.

"Pfft!" The master spat out another mouthful of black blood, fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out.

　Thanks to Cai Caigou, the little angel who grows cactus, Jiujiu specially updated an extra chapter today as Jiujiu's little reward.Jiujiu took a look at the collection today, and it has already reached nine. If the collection can increase to ten tomorrow, it will add another one.In addition, after thanking all the little angels for your collection, I also hope to see your views on "The Old Ancestor of the Entertainment Circle" in the comment area. I hope you can give me more inspiration, so that "The Old Ancestor" can go farther.Here, Jiujiu sincerely thanks everyone.

　　
　
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