The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

He had already appeared forty or fifty meters away, less than one meter away from Xuan Yangzi and the others, who had suffered heavy injuries and was sitting cross-legged for self-healing.

Xuan Yangzi and the others had just broken free from the suppression of the ghost realm, and they were in a sluggish state at the moment. They never thought that the female ghost who was fighting with the master would suddenly come to their side.

Xuan Yangzi held on tightly, opened his eyes, and pinched his fingers.

Sun God! ! !

Behind him, the phantom of Yangshen appeared, but it was obviously much weaker and his condition was extremely poor.

Daoist Yunyou also spewed a mouthful of blood, temporarily ending the self-healing state.

Wudang was good at internal skills, and he immediately ran the exercises, exuding an aura of neutrality and peace.

With a palm wrapped in a vast righteousness, he followed Xuan Yangzi's Yang God and patted the hairbrush female ghost.

Wudang faction, pure Yang Gong!

"Old man, just because you want to stop me!"

The hairbrush girl sneered.

Boost.

The black river with long hair like an upside down stream swept towards the three of Xuan Yangzi at once.

Xuan Yangzi and Yunyou Daoist changed their expressions at the same time.

Neither of the two in their heyday are opponents of this female ghost.

Not to mention, the opponent's raid and the two are now in a state of sluggishness.

Pure Yang Gong was broken in seconds.

The Yang God was also directly forced back into the flesh.

Emergency moment.

"Xiantian leads Zhoutian, covers Zhoutian's change, and turns me into a king..."

Behind the hairbrush girl, fifty meters away, there was a clear voice next to the well that was shrouded in yin qi.

Qimen after the wind! !

in a blink.

Next to the well, under Jiang Yan's feet, a mysterious Qimen gossip structure appeared mysteriously.

Haircut girl...

has been enveloped in it.

The ghost combing hair turned pale in shock.

She has long been afraid of Jiang Yan's strange methods.

"Less than a foot away, I see how you can make it in time!!!" The hair-comb ghost shouted.

The curly black hair had already attacked Xuan Yangzi's person, and Xuan Yangzi's breath could touch her black hair.

"Dry word - chaotic gold watch." The cold voice sounded again.

The Qimen disc under his feet began to turn, as if a big invisible hand was fiddling.

When the dry words fell at her feet.

The time when the ghost combing hair was alone was stopped.

She was like a frozen photo, motionless on the spot, and the black hair that flew away was also frozen in the air, unable to move an inch.

Yunyou Daochang's eyes widened, and he fell into a surging horror. He, who has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, has no image at this moment. With his mouth wide open, he can fit into a big goose egg.

"Hoho..." He was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

Even Xuan Yangzi next to him could hear the clicking sound from his jawbone.

until.

When the ghost combing hair was disintegrated in front of them and turned into nothingness, Daoist Yunyou came over.

With one mouth, it was an infinitely shocked tone: "Qimenju?!?!"

"Emperor Zhenwu is above, what did I see when I stepped on the horse?!"

"In the Qimen Bureau, the Qimen technique that can freeze time????"

Daoist Yunyou was born in Wudang, and his knowledge of ancient and modern Qimen techniques is much higher than that of Zhuge Wei.

He vaguely felt that this Qimen technique was somewhat similar to the [Qimen of the Queen of the Wind] that had been lost for hundreds of years in the ancient records of Wudang.

but……

Even the earliest classics, the second-generation head of Wu Tian's astonishing talent, used the [Qi Men of the Queen of the Wind], and it was impossible to stop time! ! !

Not only him, but now even Xuan Yangzi was shocked and trembled, his mind was full of that moment when the hairbrush ghost was disintegrated, a miraculous means like a dimensionality reduction blow: "Just now... obliterate this eighth-level ghost. The method is definitely the Yuanshen method!!!”

"No...but that's not the Yang God."

"It's not a Yin God...what is it?!"